Carpet II 
By A.J. Brown
A sequel to "Carpet"


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Hanging out with the group after losing to Liz was as bad as Alex thought it
was going to be. They'd bring it up and bust his balls about it sometimes.
They didn't do it as often as he thought they would but the embarrassment he
felt when they did was even worse than he thought it was going to be.

But the worst part wasn't even listening to them rip on him about it. The
worst part was just having to face Liz knowing that she could beat him up. He
didn't think it was his imagination they she looked even more confident
whenever she was around him. He was the former quarterback and she was the
former fat girl everyone made fun of. Yet he was the one that felt inferior to
her whenever he was around her now.

"Yeah I kicked your ass, Alex," she said to him one night when they were all
at the bar drinking and she seemed like she was getting drunker than usual as
the big girl pounded her beer. "I kicked your ass and you know that I can kick
your ass."

She was being especially loud about it and although it was a loud bar and most
people weren't paying any attention to the big girl shooting off her mouth,
there were some people that Alex saw listening, and a few of them chuckled
about it. Every time Liz got a reaction from someone it seemed to egg her on
more. All Alex could do was stand there and blush. The last thing he wanted to
do was deny what she said because he knew that would just lead to her beating
him up again.

As Liz bragged some more, Alex noticed a very cute girl looking with interest.
The girl looked like she was probably a couple of years older than Alex was
although just her cute demeanor made her seem like she could be a couple of
years younger than he looked. His initial guess was that she was probably
about 25 but if she was 21 or 22 he certainly wouldn't have been surprised.

Either way, this girl was extremely cute. She had long and curly reddish-blond
hair and she just had one of those cute faces that made her instantly likeable
just by looking at her. She was smiling but Alex thought it was unfortunate
that she was smiling at his expense. Her outfit was cute too as she wore a
pink long-sleeved shirt and a pair of tight jeans.

She looked to be about 5'4 and only looked like she weighed around 120 pounds.
She looked like she was quite fit. It really sucked since Alex liked girls
like her and she would have been the perfect girl for him to hit on if she
wasn't listening to some big girl stand there and brag about how she beat Alex
up.

"Hey Alex!" Liz said loudly which distracted him from looking at the cute
girl. "You want to arm-wrestle?"

He watched as Liz put her right arm on one of the bar tables in the arm
wrestling position. Her arm looked big and he knew it was stronger than his
was. He didn't think he had a chance of beating her. But backing down in front
of all of those people just would have made him look worse. At least if he
accepted her challenge he'd have a chance of shutting her up.

He looked at her arm sitting there in the arm-wrestling position and the look
on her face looking like she was so sure that he could take her down. He
walked up, sat across from her, and locked his hand with hers. Her hand felt
so much bigger than his and then she squeezed tightly.

"Alright, you two ready?" Lyle said and Alex took a brief scan around to see
that there were quite a few eyes watching. "Go!"

Alex started pushing at her arm and even though they started out with neither
of them moving the other one's arm, he could immediately feel how much
stronger her arm was than his. He pushed as hard as he could, so much that his
arm started to shake a bit, but he couldn't even move her arm an inch.

She pushed more and he could feel the pressure on his bicep as she started to
move his arm down. He resisted and tried to stop her but all that did was hurt
his own bicep more. It didn't matter how hard he tried because she was
stronger than him so there was nothing he could do.

As she pushed harder, got better leverage as she moved his arm down more, and
caused his arm more pain, she was able to push his arm down easier. The
motivation of knowing so many people were watching, including quite a few good
looking girls, kept him trying his best.

He just was not strong enough, though, and it was frustrating him beyond
belief. He felt more and more pressure on his bicep as Liz pushed his arm down
further. His arm shook some more as it tried to fight off of Liz's stronger
arm. Once she had his hand inches from the table he tried to curl his wrist.
But he wasn't even strong enough to do that and she pushed his knuckles to the
table for the victory.

Liz let go but she looked at him with satisfaction that she had beaten him
once again. He looked around and then saw and heard some of the people
watching starting to cheer. A few of those people were good looking girls. At
least it appeared that the cute girl with the blond-reddish hair hadn't seen
him lose. For some reason he didn't want her to see that even though he had
never even spoken to her before. But then he did another scan around with his
eyes and he saw her looking.

"I'm going to get another beer," he said to his friends.

Normally when one of them went up to the bar they asked if anyone else needed
another drink but Alex didn't even bother with that. He just wanted to be out
of there. He actually still had a little less than half of his current beer
left. But once he stood up he finished that in just a couple of gulps. He
really needed that.

Once he got his new drink he had a seat at the bar and didn't bother going
back with his group quite yet. He just wanted to be alone for a bit. Losing to
Liz in arm-wrestling very well may have been worse than losing to her in
wrestling since so many more people saw it and he wasn't even able to put up a
fight.

"Hey there," he heard a voice say.

It was a voice that sounded cute and sexy at the same time. He turned to his
right to see the girl with the blond-reddish hair had a seat right next to
him. She had such a cute smile on her face. Normally he would have been very
excited at the opportunity to flirt with this girl - she was approaching him
out of the blue. But of course, she was doing it right after she saw him lose
in arm-wrestling to Liz. He had no confidence at that moment and he had a
feeling that she was probably there to mock him in some way.

"Hey," he said to her without any enthusiasm in his voice. "What's up?"

"I'm Cindy," she said and she held out her hand for him to shake. "Looks like
you could use a friend right about now."

"I'm Alex," he said and he shook her hand and she had a firmer grip than he
would have expected from the petite girl. "I'm good. Just relaxing having a
drink. But that would be great if you want to join me. What are you drinking?"

"You're buying for me?" she said. "How sweet of you. Blue Light is fine."

"Hey chief," Alex said as he flagged down the bartender. "Blue Light please."

"Thanks," Cindy said to him. "I saw that girl picking on you - sucks."

"I mean, I lost in arm-wrestling to her," he said. "She was trying a lot
harder than I was."

"I saw the look on your face," Cindy said as she took her beer from the
bartender. "Looked like you were trying plenty hard to me. I know how guys
are. Bad for your ego when a girl is stronger than you. But I also was nearby
before that. Heard her bragging about how she kicked your ass."

"Yeah, that was?" Alex didn't know what to say and he was blushing quite a
bit. "She's just so fucking big."

"I don't like seeing her pick on you like that," Cindy said to him. "Just
picking on you for no reason. She was looking to humiliate you however she
could. Bragging that she beat you up. Beating you in arm-wrestling in front of
a crowded bar. She's just looking to humiliate you however she can and there's
nothing you can really do?"

"What's your point??" he said sharply to her, interrupting her. This girl may
have been cute and had possibly the sexiest voice he had ever heard but he
wasn't about to let some 5'4 120 pound girl embarrass him even more. It was
enough dealing with it with Liz but he wasn't going to let Cindy get away with
it.

"Trying to meet a girl!" Alex then heard from behind him and he turned around
to see Liz standing there with a look on her face like she was ready to taunt
him. "Make sure you tell her what a wimp you are. Maybe she likes wimps, who
knows?"

Liz then moved in close to Alex, grabbed his head with both of her big hands,
and started messing up his hair. She was doing it quite aggressively and when
he tried to stop her he couldn't. He was so extremely humiliated at her doing
this to him in front of Cindy, so bad that his eyes started to water up.

Liz then stopped and she pushed his head away from her, hard enough where he
lost his balance on the barstool a bit. He looked at her standing there
looking very pleased like she was challenging him to do anything about it. He
sat there with his eyes watered up and he didn't. Liz walked away.

"She's really enjoying picking on you," Cindy said and Alex had to try hard
not to cry. He felt very humble at that moment and like he needed Cindy's
support. There was no point on trying to act like a tough guy anymore.

"After she beat me in wrestling she rubbed my face right in the carpet," he
said to Cindy and then he took a big gulp of his beer as he looked straight
ahead, unable to look the cute girl in the eyes. "She was just sitting on me
and rubbing my face right in the carpet as she pleased. I couldn't do a
fucking thing about it."

"I know, and I don't want to see her doing that to you," Cindy said and Alex
then started to feel frustrated again. "Let me help you so you don't have to
deal with that anymore."

"What are you going to do??" Alex snapped back at her and then he looked her
in the eyes again. Her face was so cute.

"I can train you," Cindy said. "Train you how to fight so you can beat her -
then she'll leave you alone." This girl had to be kidding. She was 5'4 and
couldn't have weighed more than 120. He was insulted she even suggested that
idea.

"Thanks, but I'm not interested in any of your training," he said, and he had
to say it that way to avoid saying something very mean.

"I have a black belt in jiu jitsu as well as judo," she said. "I promise you
that I can train you so you can beat her."

"Listen sweetheart, I'm a former quarterback!" he said and he hoped that would
shut her up. "Your judo training isn't going to help me, OK. You're tiny."

"Yup, I am tiny," she said. "And that big girl who is bullying you, I
guarantee that I could kick her ass."

"I've wrestled her," he said and he sounded quite offended that she was
implying that she could beat him as well. "Trust me, you couldn't beat her. I
know."

"No, you don't know," she said, and this cute girl sure seemed confident in
herself, although Alex was sure that was just because she knew a guy would
never actually try and do anything to a girl that was so small and so cute. "I
promise you that I could take her - and I could take you."

"Keep lying to yourself if you want," he said, trying hard not to be too rude.

"Care to find out for sure?" she said. "I charge a hundred dollars for a
half-hour training session. Two sessions with me and I guarantee you'll be
able to beat her. Why don't you stop by my dojo this week? If I can beat you
in wrestling then you'll buy two sessions. What do you have to lose?"

"Because that bet favors you," he said. "I don't get anything if I win. So
it's just a waste of my time. I'm not going to go over there and wrestle you
just for the heck of it."

"If you can beat me I'll have sex with you any way that you want," she said to
him looking him right in the eyes with her pretty eyes as she said it. "You're
not going to pass up that offer, are you?"

Now this seemed too good to be true. He looked at this girl who looked so
small and cute. There was no way she could beat him. Was this some kind of
setup? Looking into her eyes it looked like she really just actually thought
that she could beat him. So he'd go over there and put her in her place and
get rewarded for it. He couldn't pass that up.

"When do you want me to come by?" he said and the cute girl smiled excitedly.

"Well we're not doing it tonight obviously because you've been drinking," she
said. "And I don't want to hear any excuses that you're hungover so we can't
do it tomorrow. So how about two days from now? 7 p.m. Here is my card with
the address to my dojo on it. So I'll see you then?" She set the card down in
front of him on the bar.

"Sure," he said.

"Great!" she said and she let out a very cute sounding giggle. "I'll see you
then. Thanks for the brew."

She quickly drank the rest of her beer and set the glass down on the bar. She
stood up with a cute smile on her face, kissed him on the cheek, and then she
quickly walked away. Now Alex got it. This was just her way of hitting on him
and getting him to hang out and hook up. He suddenly felt very good after
feeling so down.

When it came time to meet up with Cindy he wondered how he should dress. It
was supposed to be training but he had a feeling there wasn't going to be much
of that. He dressed up nicely and put his workout clothes in a gym bag. He did
his hair, wanting to look good when he showed up.

He arrived at the dojo and knocked on the door. The door opened and there
Cindy stood laughing like she was happy to see him. He walked in the large
dojo seeing the room with wrestling mats covering the floor. Cindy wore a red
bikini. She still looked extremely petite but now that she was in the bikini,
her boobs and legs both looked bigger than he had realized when he saw her at
the bar. Her bare feet looked quite girly and her toenails were painted red.

"What did you come directly from work or something?" she said to him. "Why are
you all dressed up?" He tried not to blush.

"Well I got a change of clothes in here," he said as he held up his gym bag.

"OK, well there is a room over there you can get changed in," she said. "You
definitely don't want to be wrestling against me in those clothes. They look
too nice, you don't want to ruin them. Hey by the way, how old are you? It's
probably a good idea that I know the age of anyone I'm training with."

"I'm 22," he said which he was actually glad she asked because that allowed
him to ask her age which he was curious about, still assuming she was 25 at
the oldest. "How about you?"

"I'm 30," she said.

He certainly was surprised to hear that. She definitely didn't look that old
to him. 30 seemed pretty old to him and it wasn't often that he found women
that age attractive - he wasn't sure that he ever had unless it was someone on
TV or something. But she definitely still looked attractive to him. The fact
that she was 30 but still looked so cute and girly actually attracted him to
her a bit more.

He walked into the room that she told him to go into, thinking it would be a
restroom or something but it actually seemed to be more of an empty walk-in
closet. He got changed into the shorts and t-shirt that he brought along. He
had brought sneakers but considering that she was barefoot, he figured that he
should probably do the same. He walked back out to the mats and Cindy was
there kneeling and smiling, looking pleased to see him again.

"Alright, you ready?" she said and she started to get up. He couldn't believe
he was doing this. He was wrestling some girl that he had met once. Why was he
doing it? He looked at how hot she looked. That reminded him. He hoped this
went the way he thought it would.

"Wait, so what are the rules here?" he said once she looked ready to go.

"Just wrestling," she said, taking a deep breath as she said it, sending like
she was really exciting to get going. "You know what is OK and not OK in
wrestling. No punching or kicking. Don't pull my hair or anything cheap like
that. We wrestle until someone submits."

Hearing her say that last line definitely brought back memories for him of
when he wrestled Liz. He was on top of her holding her down and once he heard
that they were wrestling until someone gave up, he felt like he had a problem.
But Cindy was much smaller than Liz was and he didn't anticipate having that
problem this time around.

"Alright, ready?" she said and he really heard that sexiness in her voice as
she said it. "Go!"

She had a bit of a smile on her face as the two of them were on their knees
and she was looking at him like she was looking for her opportunity to attack.
Since she was so small, Alex was debating if he was going to go easy on her.
He decided he wasn't going to do that. Cindy thought that she could beat him
and he needed to show her what it was like wrestling a man.

He lunged at her and took the smaller girl to the ground forcing her right on
her back. She felt so much lighter than Liz did and she felt weaker as well.
He held her down on her back and now that he was on top he did not have the
same concerns about staying on top of her that he had had when he was on top
of Liz.

He looked down at the look on her face as she was trying to stay focused and
trying to free herself from him. She looked so incredibly cute the way she was
so determined to try and get him off of her. She was already breaking a sweat
and he almost felt bad that he knew she had no chance.

As she continued to fight underneath him, she was scooting her body around and
making Alex at least work to hold her down. The girl was small but she was
scrappy and Alex did feel like he was starting to tire a little bit. He also
started to notice another problem, which was the same problem he faced when he
was on top of Liz - he really didn't know any kind of submission hold that
would actually get her to tap out.

He looked at her continuing to wiggle around underneath him. She looked like
she was getting more determined and she looked more confident that she was
going to get free. Alex's confidence that he was going to be able to stay on
top of her was lessening. He leaned forward and pushed his hands right into
her shoulders to pin her down.

But Cindy tightly grabbed his wrists and the small girl had a much stronger
grip with those feminine hands of hers than he expected. She grunted a little
bit as she pushed at his arms and was able to push his hands off of her
shoulders. As she did that, she wiggled her hips around and started scooted
her way out from underneath him.

He tried to stay on top of her but she was so scrappy that he was having a
hard time and she seemed like she really knew what she was doing. She pushed
on his knees and it was starting to seem like a chess game - she was always
one step ahead of him and doing things that were effective before he had a
chance to react to them.

After pushing on his knees harder she was able to slide out from under him. He
tried to jump on her again but she raised her legs and used her knees to block
him. She then kicked out her legs and wrapped them around his ribs. She locked
her ankles behind his back.

Liz definitely hadn't tried anything like this when the two of them were
wrestling. Not only were Cindy's legs bigger than he had expected them to be
but he didn't realize how strong they were. He had felt like he was stronger
than Cindy the entire time up to that point but now that she had her legs
around his ribs, he wasn't so sure.

He pulled at them and tried to get her legs off of him but they were way too
strong and his hands couldn't even move them. She squeezed her legs tighter
and her legs squeezing his ribs like that was causing him a lot of pain. When
he had wrestled Liz he felt overpowered but she hadn't made him feel this kind
of pain.

He became more and more frustrated as he tried to get free but it wasn't
happening. He looked down at her extremely cute face and he couldn't believe
that he felt overpowered by this small girl. Her thighs felt big as he pulled
on them. He gasped as she squeezed harder. He had never felt that kind of
pressure on his ribs before and it was starting to feel almost dangerous.

She then used just her legs to roughly throw him on the ground on his side. He
hit hard and felt quite shaken up by it. She started getting more aggressive
as she kept her legs around him but started sitting up and forcing him on his
back. Still trapped between those powerful legs of hers and clearly not having
the same skill level she did, he was having a very difficult time defending
himself.

She was how sitting on his chest as she grabbed a hold of his hands. He tried
to overpower her arms but she had better positioning on him and had weakened
him by continuing to squeeze him with her legs. She pushed forward and forced
his hands to the ground.

He looked up at the cute, petite girl who had him pinned down on the ground.
He was trying to squirm free like she had but she seemed to know exactly how
to use her strength to keep him down and he was having a tough time moving.
She gasped out of frustration a few times as he tried to push her off but he
couldn't.

He was determined not to lose so he continued to push as hard as he could.
Cindy looked like she was starting to have a tough time holding the heavier
guy down and that gave him some confidence. He pushed again but her strong
butt was pushing into his chest, overpowering him, and keeping him down. But
then with another push and thrust of his hips, he was able to push her off of
him and down to his side.

He tried to grab her but she quickly scooted away from him. She just moved so
fast it was very difficult for him to deal with. Before he knew it she was
sitting behind him and he was still on the ground. She got her legs around his
neck and his hands weren't strong enough to stop them.

It was so frustrating and humiliating for him as he tried to move her legs
away but they were too strong and he saw her feminine feet with the red
toenail polish on them kicking around as he unsuccessfully tried to fend her
off. She was able to get her legs tightly around his neck in a figure-4.

The hold felt very dangerous with those very powerful legs of hers so tightly
around his vulnerable neck. He tried to pull her legs away but he didn't have
a chance. She didn't show any mercy either. She grabbed her own right foot to
tighten the hold as much as she could and he felt like she was going to knock
him out right there.

He couldn't believe what a painful hold this small girl was able to apply to
him. She just kept tightening and it angered him a lot that she seemed to have
no problem doing something so dangerous. He pulled on her strong legs and
still didn't have any luck. As he felt her powerful leg pushing right into his
throat and he couldn't breathe anymore, he had no choice but to tap out.

"He-he-he," he heard Cindy giggle with an extremely cute sounding giggle from
behind him as she let go.

That cute giggle really humiliated him. He watched as her legs separated and
saw her girly feet move around as she did. He tried taking a couple of deep
breaths but his throat was in a lot of pain and he felt like he could barely
breathe. He was terrified. What would happen if he couldn't breathe? Would she
be able to help him and would she even want to?

He took a couple of more breaths and he was able to breathe those times though
it still was difficult. Slowly he started to become able to breathe easier but
it was certainly an uncomfortable feeling. He turned around to see her just
sitting there behind him looking so cute. He couldn't believe that she had
just beaten him especially since it was so easily and since she was really
able to make him suffer when she did. He felt so humbled. And he certainly
believed that she could take Liz too.

"So when are you going to come back for your first training session?" she said
to him. He forgot about that. He hadn't thought there was a chance of that
actually happening. A hundred bucks for a half-hour training session? He
thought that was way too pricy. He was going to have to think about that even
though he did agree to that bet.

"I got your number on your card," he said and his voice was extremely scratchy
from being choked which scared him but made her laugh. "I'll call you and let
you know."

"Call my phone right now," she said with a bossy tone in her cute voice that
he hadn't heard her use before.

"Why?" he said.

"I'm your trainer now so I need to keep you accountable. If you slack or
decide that you're not going to call me at all, I need to be able to call you
in remind you. Plus, you just lost a bet so I need to make sure that I can
collect on this. As a matter of face, why don't you give me your driver's
license too so I can write your address down? I'd be stupid to let you walk
out of here without having a way to enforce this bet."

She then actually held out her hand and made a grabbing motion with it for his
license. He felt like his privacy was being violated if he just handed that
over just because she told him to. But what else was he going to do? He was
alone in this dojo with someone who had just beaten him up very easily and
proven that she could hurt him. She was a cute girl but she didn't seem like
the type that was going to let this go since she wanted to collect on her bet.
He gave her his license and watched her write down his information as he
called her phone.

"Alright!" she said with a laugh, a few days later when he showed up at her
dojo for his first training session with her, and this time she wore a pink
bikini and her toenails were still painted a shiny red. "You ready?" This time
he just showed up in his workout attire. He knew there was no reason to do
otherwise. She walked towards the center of the wrestling mats and he
followed.

"Yeah," he said.

"I need you to pay me in advance though," she said. "A hundred bucks."

He pulled the money out of his pocket. All he brought in was just enough cash
to pay her and he left his wallet in the car. She smiled as she took the money
without thanking him and she stuffed it in the pocket of a pair of pants that
she had on the ground in another part of the room.

He wasn't sure exactly what to expect from this training session or exactly
how she was going to teach him. As embarrassed as he was about getting beaten
by her so badly the last time, he was a bit excited to learn what she knew.
After all, she was a lot smaller than him, a lot more than he was than Liz, so
if she could beat him, she should be able to teach him how to beat Liz.

With a cute and eager smile on her face, all 120 pounds of her jumped up in
the air and jumped on him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs
around his ribs. He tried to pull her off of him but although she was a lot
lighter than him, she was strong and feisty and he couldn't even come close to
doing so.

This spunky girl was too strong and too much for him to keep up with. She
easily took him down and forced him on his back. As he tried to push her off
of him she sprawled her body over his and kept him down. Her legs felt so
strong as they lay over his legs and she knew exactly how to use the weight of
her upper body to keep his down.

He was not happy that she started things out the way she did. He thought this
was supposed to be a training session and not just her beating him up again.
They both already knew that she could do that, as much as he hated to admit
it. He fought back trying to get her off of him but she had a big smile on her
face as she kept him down.

"I thought this time it was going to be actual instruction?" he said with a
gasp. "Not just wrestling."

"Fight harder," she said. "I'm not even fighting that hard yet. Stop talking
and focus on getting me off of you. I only weigh 120 pounds. No reason you
shouldn't be able to do that."

He was really feeling angry that that was the only instruction she was willing
to offer but the alternative was to admit that he couldn't get the smaller
girl off of him and he couldn't bring himself to do that. So he fought harder
but he could barely move and the harder he fought it just tired him out more
and hurt more.

She pushed down on his arms and then pushed herself up so she was sitting on
his stomach. She continued to control his wrists so he couldn't move his arms
and even try and push her off and he couldn't get his legs anywhere near her.
As she sat up on him more, she moved her legs forward and then pushed her bare
feet right into his face.

He could not believe she was doing something so degrading and humiliating to
him and having his face rubbed into a carpet seemed like it wasn't humiliating
at all compared to having bare feet rubbing in his face. He tried to push his
head up to get them off but that didn't do any good. He turned his head to the
side but she just followed his face with her feet to keep them right on his
face. He turned his head to the side more and was able to turn so at least
some of his face was not covered by her feet.

"What the hell are you doing?" he said, his voice sounding kind of muffled
since he still had some foot covering some of his mouth. "Would you get your
feet out of my face? This isn't training me!"

"Yes, this is training," she said as she rubbed her foot in his face more.
"That big girl rubbed your face in a carpet. What are you going to do if the
next time she does this to you? You need to be prepared to be humiliated and
figure out what are you going to do when that happens. So what are you going
to do now?"

He tried his best to pull his wrists free from her grip but she had too strong
of a hold on him and he couldn't. He fought harder, listening to her giggle,
as she continued to hold her feet in his face. Being in that humiliating
position longer increased his anger and he was finally able to pull his hands
free.

He grabbed her ankles and her legs felt so strong, even down near her feet. He
tried his best to pull her feet away from his face but her legs were too
strong and he couldn't do it. He thought if he just kept trying that
eventually he'd find the strength to do it but her feet just wouldn't budge.

She then grabbed his wrists and pulled his hands off of her ankles, taking
more control of his body. She sat up enough so she was able to roll him onto
stomach. She sat her strong butt right down on his lower back to keep him
down. He felt her push her left foot into the back of his head.

Not only was it extremely embarrassing having her do that but she started to
do it so hard that it hurt quite a bit. He felt that girly foot of hers
pushing into the back of his head and pulling his hair as well. She was able
to use just her foot to turn his head to the side and while she held his head
down with her left foot, she started rubbing her right foot in his face again.

She just kept doing it and she wouldn't stop. She definitely kept her feet
very clean but just from wrestling around they did have a bit of a smell to
them which he could sense with her foot rubbing up and down on his face. He
could feel the soft texture of it running up and down on his face as well
while he felt the other one firmly holding down his head.

He was getting extremely angry and he had had enough. He yanked his wrists
free from her grip, feeling like he was able to do that mainly because she was
so busy rubbing her foot in his face that she had loosened her grip on his
wrists. He pushed on the ground, catching her off-guard, and he was able to
push himself up and knock her backwards and off of him.

Still being able to taste her foot a bit from having it so close to his mouth,
he just wanted to get away from her. He tried to get up and get away but once
he started to, she kicked out her legs and tightly wrapped them around his
ribs from behind. They made sure he could not move forward any more.

Those damn legs of hers were so strong and she was so good with them that once
she started using her legs there was absolutely nothing he could do. He felt
them squeezing his entire body and holding him tightly. Pulling forward didn't
work for him and her legs wouldn't even budge when he tried to pull them
apart.

And when he looked forward he saw those girly feet of hers just sitting there,
those same feet that had just humiliated him so badly as she held his head
down with them and rubbed them all over his face. She wiggled her toes around,
almost like she was showing them off.

He reached out and grabbed her right foot, trying to twist it in anger and
hoping that would get her to let go. He couldn't do that for long at all
because she used her legs to roughly throw him back down on his side. Being
thrown down like that shook him up and she tightened her legs more.

She then started to sit up and she forced him back so he was face down again
and she sat on his back, controlling him with her strong legs the entire time.
He felt completely defeated and as he felt her strong butt pushing into his
back, he didn't think he had a chance of getting back up.

She grabbed his wrists again then put her left foot on the back of his head,
turned his head to the side, and rubbed her right foot back in his face again.
He couldn't believe that this girl continually degraded him like that and he
couldn't stop her. He couldn't believe he had paid a hundred dollars for this
training session which was nothing more than him learning just how much of a
bitch he was.

"Alright, time's up," she said after she had rubbed her foot in his face some
more. 'That's it for today."

She got off of him immediately. He started to get up and he had never felt so
degraded before. Losing to the big Liz was nothing compared to beating beaten
and humiliated beyond belief by some small girl. As he got up and got himself
together, she was just smiling like she had enjoyed the whole thing.
Meanwhile, she hadn't taught him anything that would help him as far as
beating Liz.

"Good session," she said to him. "Can't wait to see you for our next one. Text
me soon to schedule it."

It was a long drive home for him as he thought more about what she had just
done to him. He couldn't get the thought out of his mind about what it felt
like having her sit on him and what it felt like having her foot rubbing in
his face. It got worse the more that he thought about it.

He walked inside his apartment and he thought about if Lyle and Billy had seen
what had just happened. Instead of hooking up with that cute girl that he had
met at the bar, that happened. And he could just imagine how much Liz would
bust his balls if she had seen that. He punched one of his walls. He was so
angry.

"Hi Alex!" Cindy said in a text message that she sent to him a few days later.
"When do you want to schedule your next training session?"

"I'm going to pass on that," he wrote back.

"Oh, you can't!" she wrote. "If you don't do the next session then none of
this is going to come together for you. And everything that we did will be for
nothing."

"I didn't learn anything last time."

"OK I will teach you more this time. I promise. Come on, please come back for
the last one. I really want to make sure that you beat that big girl."

He had promised himself that he wasn't going to go back there for any more
sessions but she was convincing him. She seemed sincere and maybe the process
was for him to just take a beating first and then she'd teach him everything
he needed to know in the next session. He figured the first time she beat him
that sent that message and he didn't see what it accomplished when she was
rubbing her foot all over his face. But he really, really wanted to beat Liz
so he figured he may as well try one more time. If she didn't teach him
anything this time, though, he was going to be very angry.

He showed up to train with Cindy once again. She wore a yellow bikini and her
red toenail polish looked shiny and fresh. Her feet looked so girly and seeing
them bothered him. It was a reminder of what she had done to him the last
time. She had an eager look on her face like she wanted to pounce on him. He
quickly was skeptical that she was actually going to teach him this time like
she had told him she would.

"I need the money," she said as she held her hand out like she couldn't wait
to get a hold of it and she really looked eager to get going.

"OK you are going to give me some actual instruction this time though, right?"
he said as he pulled out the cash.

"Oh yeah," she said and based on the tone in her voice it was hard for him to
believe her but he had already gone this far. "You'll get some instruction."

He handed her the money and she put it aside. She went right at him very
aggressively, grabbed him by the shoulders, and swept his legs right out from
under him. He landed on the floor hard and the petite girl jumped right on top
of him to hold him down. Was she serious? How could she be such a liar?

He was so sick of this. Getting beaten by Liz, Liz talking all of that smack
to him, and him not being able to do anything about it. Now he kept getting
beaten up by Cindy, her clearly just using the fact that she knew he wanted to
get trained as a way to bully him and take his money, and he couldn't do
anything about that either.

He was furious beyond belief and he was determined to get this girl off of
him. He fought hard but she was so good at fighting on top that it felt almost
impossible to get her small, strong body off of his. Her curly hair flopped
around as he continued to fight his hardest trying to get free.

As he thought more about how angry he was about the fact that she lied to him,
his adrenaline got going stronger. He was finally able to push her off of him
and force her down on his back. The look on her face looked like she wasn't
ready for it and he felt glad that he was finally in control - and now he was
going to make her pay.

He tried to jump on her but she kicked her legs around and wrapped them
tightly around his ribs. He just had no answer for it whenever she did that.
Her leg strength was amazing and he wasn't strong or skilled enough to even
come close to stopping her once she applied those scissors.

As she lay on her back and he kneeled there trapped in her scissors, not
knowing what to do, she tightly grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him
closer to her. She locked her ankles together and tightened her legs as much
as she could. His skinny ribs couldn't take it and he winced with pain.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his head and pulled it right into her
boobs. He tried to pull his head free and relieve himself from the pain but
she had him trapped good. For such small arms, they definitely felt strong. He
grunted as he tried to pull his head free and finally was able to do so.

She rolled to his side and then forced him on the ground, pushing her hand to
the back of his head, and pushing his face right into the mat. She jumped on
his back and wrapped her powerful legs around his, trapping them. She then
wrapped her arm around his neck in a chokehold.

She tightened as much as she could and this was the most painful hold that she
had put him in yet. She was not the least bit hesitant to apply the pressure
and she was cutting off his ability to breathe. He tried to pull out of it but
as she choked him more when he couldn't do so he desperately tapped out on the
ground, hoping that she would let go.

She did let go of him but as he took some much needed breaths, not able to get
full breaths in right away since she had choked him out so badly, she sat up
and sat her firm butt right on his lower back. She lifted his head up by
grabbing him by the back of his hair and put her girly foot right in front of
his face.

"Kiss it," she said.

"I thought you were going to train me this?"

"Kiss it!" she ordered and she slapped his face with her foot.

When he first met this cute girl he never would have guessed that she could
have been so mean and bossy. And after being choked out by her like he just
had been, listening to her get stern with him like that made him scared and
wanting to do exactly what she said. He kissed her foot a few times and he
couldn't believe he was giving in to such a degrading order.

"Now lick it!" she ordered to him. "Lick along the whole bottom of my foot.
And then once you've done that, suck my toes."

He briefly considered telling her that he was done and he wasn't going to do
any of that but when she gave his hair a good yank it reminded him that he had
no choice. So he got to work licking up the bottom of her foot. She was a sexy
girl and he actually would have enjoyed licking most other parts of her body.
The fact that this was so humiliating and the foot taste it was leaving in his
mouth, made this something he didn't find enjoyable at all, although as much
as he didn't want to admit it to himself, it was turning him on a bit.

He sucked on her toes as she proudly sat on him. She proceeded to continue to
show control of him by staying on his back and continuing to make him worship
her feet, Alex being too defeated and afraid of her at that point to resist.
Finally she pulled her foot away from his face.

"Alright," she said and she pushed his head to the ground and quickly got off
of him. "Session over - we're done."

He looked up at her standing there in that bikini with her bare feet and
pretty face, looking down at him looking so pleased by the fact that she had
just beaten him and humiliated him. He stood up and started getting his stuff
together. But he couldn't just walk out of there without expressing his
displeasure that she didn't live up to her end of the deal.

"You told me that you were going to train me," he said, and he started
breathing heavily as he was getting pretty upset the more that he thought
about what happened. "You were supposed to teach me how to wrestle better so I
could beat that girl. You didn't teach me at all. You just - you didn't teach
me at all!"

"Ha-ha-HA!" she laughed. "So? What are you going to do about it?"

"Are you kidding me??" he said in complete disbelief that she was admitting
what she had done with no shame at all.

"Nope," she said proudly. "There's nothing you can do about it, is there? I
just took your money and then beat your ass. And you're too much of a wimp to
even do anything about it. That's gotta suck for you, huh? Ha-ha-ha!"

He looked at her, this cute, small girl who was just laughing at the way she
had screwed him over. He wanted to just beat her up so badly for what she had
done to him. But he couldn't - she could beat him up so there was nothing that
he could do. He just had to walk out of there feeling completely humiliated
while she continued to laugh.

He went home feeling like such a pussy. First he was getting bullied by Liz
who just found her way into his group, beat him up, and then kept picked on
him about it afterwards. Then he actually thought some small girl would be
able to help him with his problem but she beat him up worse and took a bunch
of his money as well.

He laid low for a few days after that, not having any contact with anyone, and
just feeling his completely low self-esteem after everything that had
happened. Then on the next Saturday night he got a call from Lyle. He then got
a phone call from Lyle. He had to take the call - he had been blowing his boys
off for a while.

"What's up, boy!" Lyle said when Alex answered. "Where have you been? You been
nailing that broad you met at the bar last time we were out?"

"Nah man," Alex said and just the thought of Lyle, Billy, and especially Liz
seeing what Cindy actually had done to him mortified him so he wanted to
change the subject from her immediately. "Just been busy."

"Well come on out and drink with me tonight then," Lyle said. "Billy is out of
town and I need someone to shoot some darts and put back some beers with."

"You can't go out with Liz?"

"She's got plans with her cousins or something like that tonight. Besides,
son, I haven't seen you in a while. Let's go tie one on."

Alex agreed to go out and drink with him. So he was definitely not pleased
when he met Lyle at the bar and he saw that Liz was there after all. There
wasn't one time since Alex had been back from school that he went out with his
friends and Liz wasn't there. He knew it was because no one else would want to
hang out with Liz so she just kept tagging along with their group. Why did his
group have to be the one that had to hang out with her?

"What's up, Alex?" Liz said to him and she actually seemed like she was being
friendly to him.

"Hey," he said. "Ended up not going out with your cousins tonight?"

"That was last night that I did that," she said. "Lyle must have been high
when I told him that."

"Woman, you said tonight, I know you did," Lyle said.

"Whatever," Liz said. "Let's play darts."

Things started off OK and Alex felt like he was actually getting along with
Liz at first. But she got a couple of beers in her and she got that same grin
on her face that she did the first time that he suggested that the two of them
wrestle. She then followed that up with some trash talk.

"Glad to see you coming out of hiding," she said to him and he figured he
should have known that her kindness was not going to last. "Did I embarrass
you too much? Was it too hard to be around me after I kicked your ass?"

"Whatever," he said and he really wished that Cindy had actually trained him
so he didn't have to deal with this anymore. Why couldn't she just have lived
up to her word and trained him? She obviously knew how to take on someone
bigger than her so why not help him do the same? He paid her and all.

"Yeah, whatever," Liz said to him with that big grin on her face and he was
really starting to get angry at the way that she just freely picked on him
like that. "You were always around before that. Then once you got your ass
kicked you had to go and hide because you couldn't take it."

"You keep talking and I'll kick your ass later on tonight!" he snapped at her.

Was Liz really so tough? He had taken three beatings from Cindy. He had to
imagine that Liz would be a lot easier to fight than she had been the last
time. She got a huge grin on her face like she couldn't wait to go at it with
him again - but she didn't realize what he had been doing.

"Oh wow, you gotta be kidding me," Liz said and now their exchange had gotten
Lyle's attention. "You really want to wrestle me again?"

"Are we going to see a rematch?" Lyle said with a big smile on his face and he
rubbed his hands together excitedly.

"Yup," Alex said and now that he realized that there was no turning back he
did feel a tad bit nervous.

"You're so done," Liz said as she grinned at him and shook her head. "I can't
wait to kick your ass again."

"Alright, Liz vs. Alex after the bar," Lyle said. "But in the meantime, we
have darts to play."

So they threw some darts and Liz had that big smile on her face for the rest
of the night, constantly looking at Alex to intimidate him like she had the
last time. She wore a black long-sleeved t-shirt that showed her broad her
shoulders were as well as a tight pair of jeans that showed how big her legs
were. She was still a lot bigger than Alex and the idea of wrestling her still
intimidated him. But he felt confident that if nothing else, he would be able
to handle her better than the last time after getting thrown around by Cindy
so badly. Maybe, just maybe, he could win.

"Last call!" Alex heard the bartender yell. It was on. Liz immediately looked
at Alex with a big grin on her face. She looked like she couldn't wait to
wrestle him again. He started to fell more nervous. He tried to tell himself
there was no reason to. Lyle looked at him as well.

"Alright, time for the two of you to have your wrestling match," Lyle said.
"Which one of you two is going to drive me?"

"I will," Liz said, still looking at Alex and still looking very eager to
wrestle him.

So Alex got in his car to drive to Lyle's apartment where they were going to
have the match. There was no Billy or Maria that was going to be there this
time. Just him wrestling with Liz with Lyle there to watch. He pulled onto
Lyle's street. Lyle lived in an apartment building but all they had was street
parking.

Alex did get there relatively quickly but it felt like he was waiting for a
while. He felt like they should have pulled up soon after him so he got a
little annoyed when he was sitting there for five minutes in his car and they
still weren't there. Was Liz really that slow of a driver? Were they messing
with him somehow?

If they were trying to mess with him, it was working. The longer he just sat
there the more he wondered if he should go through with this. He sent Lyle a
text message that got no response and when he tried to call him it went
directly to voicemail so his phone must have been dead.

He wondered if he should drive off. Did he really need to get beaten by a girl
yet again? They were taking song long that he could have easily used that as
an excuse as to why he left. But then he saw them pull up in the car behind
them. He got out and when Lyle got out he was holding a pizza box and a
container of some other kind of food. The street was quite dark and Alex would
have felt uncomfortable just getting out of his car there had he been by
himself.

"What took you so long?" Alex said to both of them.

"We had to stop and get me some pizza and wings," Lyle said with a big smile
on his face. "I'm getting front row specialty viewing for this wrestling match
and I want to make sure I really enjoy it."

While Lyle opened up his food boxes and prepared to dig in, Alex and Liz got
on their knees across from each other on the carpet - that same carpet that
she had rubbed his face into the last time that he was there. He looked at how
broad her shoulders looked in that black t-shirt that she had on - she
definitely looked a lot bigger than Cindy did.

"You two ready to go at it or what?" Lyle said and he had some pizza in his
mouth as he said it. Liz started to move towards Alex but he wasn't quite
ready.

"Wait a sec," Alex said and Liz didn't move any closer but she looked
impatient like she wanted to get started. "I want to make sure we're exactly
clear on the rules here."

"It's the same as last time," Liz said. "We wrestle until the other ones
submits."

"OK but what constitutes a submission?" Alex said.

"A tap out," Lyle said. "Three tap outs on the ground so there's no doubt if
it's a tap out or not. That sound good?"

"Yup," Liz said, still looking more than ready to go.

"Alright," Alex said and there was nothing else to be resolved. "Let's do
this."

Liz looked at him and looked like she was thinking about her attack. Alex knew
that the last time he had success when he went right at her immediately and
took her down. He figured that would be a good place to start again and
hopefully he'd be tougher this time so he could keep her down and get her to
tap.

He went at her aggressively, grabbed her at the shoulders, and tried to push
her backwards. But she felt much bigger, heavier, and stronger than Cindy did
and after being used to wrestling with someone so light, Liz felt extremely
strong and difficult to wrestle with.

Alex was pushing at her as hard as he could and he quickly started to fear
that all of that wrestling with Cindy actually hurt him. They were just
completely different fighters and he still didn't have any clue on how to
fight someone bigger than him. He was already starting to breathe heavily as
he tried to push Liz down but he couldn't do it.

He quickly went from offensive to defensive once he felt her pushing back and
he had to fight as hard as he could just to stay on his knees. But Liz's size
and strength were too much as she overpowered him and forced him on his back.
He tried to push her off of him but the big girl straddled him to keep him
down.

He was so frustrated as she held him down and couldn't believe that he was in
such a bad position already. He reached up to try and grab her to push her off
of him but she tightly grabbed her wrists. Those large hands of hers felt so
strong as she pushed his arms down to the carpet.

There he was, trapped again, not feeling like he was doing any better than he
had in their previous match even after all of that wrestling with Cindy. He
was able to pull his hands free but since Liz was in a better position than
him, she easily took control of them again and forced them right back down to
the carpet.

He was able to get his hands free again and they went back and forth doing
that a couple of times where he would free his arms and she would just grab
them and pin them right back down. Lyle just sat there eating his pizza and
wings and watching. Alex looked at Liz just sitting there on him winning their
match once again.

He actually felt like he was doing worse this time than the last since he
wasn't even able to take her down. She was just too big and strong for him. He
was a lot bigger than Cindy and he wasn't able to hold her down the way Liz
was to him. But that made him think - what would Cindy do if she was in this
situation?

It didn't take much thinking to think what she would do and he knew exactly
what she would do - she would use her legs. His skinny legs weren't as strong
as Cindy's were but if he scissored Liz he wondered if she'd be able to handle
it. It was going to be his best chance.

He pushed on her left knee and thigh to try and push out from under her, the
same way that Cindy had done to him. It was tough pushing out from under the
big and strong Liz but he was determined and he kept trying. Liz tried to stop
him but he was ultimately able to push himself out from under being sat on.

And once he saw his opportunity, he didn't waste any time. Instead of jumping
to his knees and attempting to get in another muscle match with the bigger
girl, he kicked out his legs and wrapped them around her ribs. He locked his
ankles trapping her in the scissors and he squeezed.

Her body felt big and strong as he squeezed it with his skinny legs and he
didn't think that he was hurting her the way Cindy hurt him when she scissored
him. But he still knew what it felt like to be trapped in that hold and
perhaps if he just kept squeezing Liz, he could at least wear her down a bit.

He squeezed her ribs as hard as he could hoping that maybe he could get her to
tap that way. She wasn't tapping but she looked like she wasn't sure what to
do either. He squeezed some more - her facial expression changed maybe a
little bit and he still felt like he had some control of her.

He continued to give her a good hard squeeze with his legs, relax a bit while
still holding onto her, and then giving her another good squeeze. The longer
he did it the more he saw a chance in Liz's facial expression and the more it
seemed like it was hurting her. After doing it a few more times it looked like
he had worn her out a bit and the fact that she still hadn't broken free made
him think that this was his chance.

He released the scissors, quickly jumped to his knees, and then he lunged at
her. It seemed that the scissors had an effect on her since he was able to
take her down to the carpet fairly easily. He took her down on her back but
she looked weakened and actually rolled over on her stomach like she was
trying to get in a more defensive position.

He knew from wrestling with Cindy that that was not a desirable position to be
in. And he also knew what to do next. He wasn't going to go for the
full-nelson like Liz did to him. Her arms were stronger than his and he wasn't
going to mess with that. Liz was fighting underneath him trying to free
herself but based on her positioning and having her ribs squeezed for so long,
she was not nearly as tough to hold down as she was when he first wrestled
with her.

He went right for her neck and put her in a chokehold. She pulled at his arm
but the advantage was his and even though her arms were stronger than his, she
could not pull out of the chokehold from the position that she was in. He
stayed focused and kept her trapped in the hold, tightening it more and making
sure not to let his guard down at any point and giving her a chance to get
free. He tightened the hold more and she started slapping his arm. He couldn't
tell if she was hitting him or submitting.

"Are you giving up?" he said to her. "Remember, it's three taps on the ground
if you want to tap out."

This victory felt so close and the thought of beating this big girl that had
annoyed him, beaten him, and humiliated him was extremely exciting to him. He
tried to keep his excitement in check as he kept the chokehold on her. He
watched her lift her hand up like she was about to tap out on the ground.

Reluctantly, she tapped on the ground once. He didn't tighten the chokehold
anymore just to give her the opportunity to tap. She was reluctant again as
she tapped a second time. It then seemed like it was going in slow motion as
he watched her bring her hand down at tap out for that third time.

He had won. He had beaten her. This might have just been some big girl who he
thought was ugly but this was the greatest feeling of victory he had felt
since he had won his last football game. He let go of her neck but still sat
on her. He looked down at her with her face in the carpet.

It would have been so easy to get his revenge on her for what she had done to
him and rub her face in the carpet right there. But he felt how heavy she felt
as he sat on her and he didn't want to push his luck. He got off of her and
walked towards where Lyle was sitting as Liz got up very slowly.

"And Alex is the winner!" Lyle said as he looked like he was still enjoying
his pizza and wings. "Getting revenge for his previous loss. Go get yourself a
beer, boy."

Alex walked over to the fridge to get himself a beer - he was definitely going
to enjoy this one. He cracked it open and then walked over to where they were
sitting. Liz had gotten up and taken a seat. She looked upset and defeated.
But she also had black under her eyes looking like she had black eyes or
something. Alex did not like the looks of that.

"What happened to your eyes?" Alex said to her with concern.

"That's just her makeup running all over the place," Lyle said.

The makeup made it look like she had two black eyes and it just made her look
even more upset. Alex was very happy though. Lyle kept talking about how he
got to enjoy a great wrestling match while eating his food while Liz just
looked straight ahead like she was completely devastated about her loss.

Alex was so proud and he thought about how he couldn't have done it without
Cindy's training. He had been rude to her the last time he saw her. But now he
wanted to thank her for her training and share his victory with her. He
assumed that she would like to hear the news.

"Hey,' he started writing to her in a text message. "I just wrestled that big
girl again. She is a giant and is just so big and strong. She was on top of me
and beating me. I thought to myself 'what would Cindy do?' So I got my legs
around her and trapped her in scissors. She couldn't handle it and I was
eventually able to get on top of her and get her to tap out with a chokehold.
You're training definitely helped me! Thank you!!"

"I'm out of here," Liz said as she got up looking like she was about to cry.
Alex couldn't say that he felt the least bit bad for her after the way she
bullied him.

"Later lady," Lyle said.

Liz didn't say anything to Lyle and she and Alex certainly didn't have any
words for each other. Alex hung out with Lyle a bit longer as he finished his
beer. It was cool finally hanging out with Lyle again without Liz being
around. Alex was pretty sure it was the first time since he got back from
school that that happened.

"Alright brother," Alex said once he finished his beer and he realized that it
was after 3 in the morning so he better leave. "I'm gonna jet. We'll do some
beers again soon."

"Don't got any more drinking left in ya?" Lyle joked. "Alright, be safe going
home."

Alex walked outside the apartment building onto the dark street. Walking out
there by himself at that hour definitely normally would have made him a bit
uneasy but he was feeling confident and good about himself so he didn't think
about that. He then got a text message and he saw it was from Cindy.

"Yeah, that's awesome!" her text message said. "That's exciting me thinking
about that. I want to wrestle you so bad now! Can you swing by this week so we
can wrestle again?"

Yeah, she wanted to wrestle him again. She wanted to wrestle him again because
she knew that she could beat him and humiliate him. Alex may have just barely
beaten Liz but he knew that Cindy would mop the floor with him if he went over
there and wrestled her again. And the only way he was able to beat Liz was by
getting help from some small girl. Suddenly he was not feeling so confident
and proud of himself.

He looked up from his cell phone and he saw that Liz was standing right in
front of his car. She still had an upset look on her face but she also looked
pissed off. She still had the black makeup underneath her eyes making them
look black. The sight of a girl that was much bigger than him, with black
under her eyes, standing in the dark with some of the light from the stars
making him able to see her face, was a frightening one for him.

"What are you doing?" he said and he couldn't help but sound nervous, hearing
it in his own voice as he spoke with no other background noise around at all.

"You think you're so tough," she said. "Let's fight for real." He could feel
himself getting more nervous.

"I already beat you," he said. "I'm going home and going to bed."

"You think you're tough because you beat me in wrestling?" she said and as she
spoke he was looking at how there was no way that he'd be able to get passed
her to his car without having to fight her. "Come on, fight me right now. A
real fight and we'll see how tough you are. Put up your fists."

She looked so serious about fighting him. She rolled up the sleeves of her
black long-sleeved t-shirt to her elbows and raised her fists. Her forearms
looked big and her fists looked particularly big. He was starting to breathe
heavily with fear. Getting punched by those fists definitely looked like it
would hurt.

He thought about what to do. He definitely did not want to fight her. But he
couldn't get by her if he wanted to get to his car and he certainly didn't
want to run away and be running around alone in this neighborhood between 3
and 4 in the morning. He considered going back inside Lyle's apartment but he
would have been too embarrassed to tell Lyle that he was afraid to get to his
car because Liz was standing in the way and she easily could have started
pounding on him long before he could find his way inside anyway.

He figured this whole thing was ridiculous. He wasn't going to be afraid to go
to his car because some girl was standing in his way. He had just kicked her
ass anyway. He tried to quickly move by her to get to his car door but the big
girl stood in his way. She shoved him hard enough to send him back a few steps
and almost make him fall. Her shove felt strong and still made her very
intimidating despite the fact that he had just beaten her. He tried to walk by
her again and she punched him in the face.

The punch really hurt and on instinct he threw a punch right back at her face.
She backed away and his fist just grazed her jaw, not looking like it hurt her
at all. But she did look like that punch was all she needed to unload on him.
She punched him in the face twice with her big fist. He had never been punched
so hard before and getting hit like that made him want to run away. He had to
hold back from crying. He looked up at her with her big fists up looking like
she wanted more.

"Come on," she said as she held up her fists and gave him a chance. "Fight!"

He didn't know how to fight. He was a former football player but no one ever
messed with the quarterback and he didn't know how to fight at all. But Liz
was staring him down like she was going to strike soon if he didn't. He threw
another punch right at her face.

This time she didn't even need to back up. She raised her left arm, blocking
his punch easily, and even her block hurt his forearm. He tried to throw
another punch but she reached in and grabbed his shirt with her left hand. He
watched as she pulled back her right fist and then yanked him into it with her
left hand.

Her big fist hit him right in the nose, making tears immediately pour down his
face, and he felt like his nose was bleeding but he couldn't tell for sure.
She kept control of his shirt with her left hand and then threw him into his
own car. He put his hands up in front of his face but her punches were so
powerful that she just punched right by them, punching him in the face three
more times.

He was now fully crying and she let go of his shirt. Showing no mercy on him
whatsoever, she then started punching him with both of her fists. He tried to
block a couple of more punches but when he couldn't, he just bent down into an
extremely defensive position and put both of his arms over his head, blocking
as much as he could.

But that didn't stop Liz at all as she punched him in the back a couple of
times and then shoved him to the ground. He landed on his back and she
immediately sat her big butt right down on his chest, looking down at him with
a serious look like she was in complete control of him.

This time he didn't have time to push himself out from under her as she got
back to punching him in the face immediately. He saw her big fist come at his
face, punch him hard, and then he'd see the serious look on her face before he
saw her fist come at him and punch him again. He was now bawling as she would
punch him one after another punch and he could not stop her. He couldn't deal
with the beating any longer.

"Please," he begged and he heard how badly he was crying once he spoke.
"Please stop!"

He thought she was still going to punch him again. She grabbed his shirt
tightly with her left hand and held her right fist back looking like she was
ready to deliver a whopper punch that very well could have knocked him out.
What was he thinking messing with this girl? Why did he bother training with
Cindy? Why couldn't just realize that Liz was a lot bigger than him and take
her bullying in stride, rather than try and fight her like a fool? He prepared
for a monster punch and was about to close his eyes until Liz started to
speak.

"Can you kick my ass?" she said, looking totally ready to punch him hard if he
didn't give the answer she wanted.

"No," he said, terrified, and wanting to say whatever she wanted.

"That's right," she said and she put her fist down. "I can kick your ass.
Don't ever forget that."

She let go of his shirt, stood up, and walked away. He sat up and saw her big
ass from behind as she walked to her car. He wiped the blood from his face. He
had gone through all of that training with Cindy, dealing with getting beaten
badly and severely humiliated by her. All, all of that got him was a far worse
beating from Liz. Both of those girls would always be able to beat him up no
matter what he did.

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