Kimberly beats her older brother half to death.

Kimberly is rich. Well...her parents are rich, but to Kimberly, that's the same as saying she has money. Lots of money. She is also your typical rich bitch. A poster child for meanness. To Kimberly, if you have less then five million dollars, then it's not worth her time to talk to you. Because she feels you are living in poverty. She is snobbish, conceited, self centered, cruel, and of course beautiful. Her long wavy blond hair and bright green eyes blend just perfectly with her 5 foot, 4 inch, 112 pound curved female body. The girl every guy dreams about.

It's her parents fault she is like this. She is the only child they will ever have together. Her Mother had a lot of complications when she was born, and can't have anymore children now. The Doctors said it was a miracle they both came out of it alive and well, so her parents have spoiled her completely rotten. Her Mother is so happy to have a daughter to share things with, and her Father is wrapped around her little finger. If Kimberly wants it, Kimberly gets it.

Her Father has a son from a previous marriage, so Kimberly has a half brother named Cole. But she doesn't claim him. He's a big mouth, big shot playboy, that squanders away HER money, and doesn't care about anyone but himself. He is always getting into trouble and has to be bailed out of it by their Father. Cole only thinks about having a good time and spending money to impress his friends and the women he meets. He is in love every six months with a different woman, and buys them all expensive gifts.

Cole is twenty three years old, and doesn't act as grown up as Kimberly does. At least that's the way she sees him. To Cole, life is one big party, and he always has to be in the center of the fun. To say Kimberly despises her half brother, would be an understatement. She can't stand the site of him. And his, "I'm Gods gift to women" attitude, really grates on her nerves. Needless to say, they do not get along. "EVER!"

So the last time Cole got into trouble and their Father had to pay out $200,000 in damages and bail him out of jail, his Father cut him off. Cole now stays in the guest house. His Father canceled his credit cards, and only gives him an allowance of $5,000 a month. He wants his son to learn the value of money. Kimberly is tickled pink that her Father finally came to his senses, and done something to try and straighten out Cole and his extravagant spending habits. Cole however, is very pissed and upset.

The last trouble Cole had gotten himself into, he had wrecked and totaled his car. The $5,000 dollar allowance he was getting now, is just a drop in the bucket to Cole. Hell, he spends that much in five minutes, how could he live on that little amount of cash. His Father wouldn't buy him another car, and had the keys to all of the cars sitting in the garage locked up so Cole couldn't use any of them. His credit cards had been canceled, so how the hell was he going to get around.

The feud between brother and sister came to a final explosion, on Kimberly's sixteenth Birthday. One day when Kimberly and her Mother were shopping, Kimberly stopped to look in the window of a car dealership. There, sitting in the middle of the showroom floor, was the cutest little red Ford Mustang convertible Kimberly had ever seen. Red was her favorite color, and she was dreaming of how she would look, driving in that car. Her Mother seen the far away look in her eyes and smiled.

A few weeks later, on her sixteen Birthday, that red Mustang convertible was sitting in the driveway with a large white bow wrapped around it. Kimberly was almost in tears when she hugged her Mother and Father. It was the best Birthday present she had ever received. She was one happy young girl, when she drove it around to show her friends. She had the best parents in the world.

Two days later, Cole was going crazy. One of his friends was throwing a huge party, and Cole had no way to get there and back. His pride kept him from calling a friend and asking for a ride, and if he got the chauffeur to take him in, he still wouldn't have a way back. He decided to go to his Father and beg him to use one of the cars in the garage. He had to attend that party.

He strolled across the big lawn and entered the house. But his Mother and Father were no where around. The cook told him that his Mother was at some charity function, and his Father was in town on business. She didn't know when either one of them would return. As bad as he hated Kimberly, he went to her room to see if she knew when one of them would be home. As he entered her room, he heard her in the shower. When he turned to walk out and wait until she was through, there on her vanity table were the keys to her Mustang. Cole grinned and took them.

Kimberly had a dance class and was getting dressed to leave. Modern dance was one of her passions, and she loved it dearly. It was fun and it kept her young body fit. When she had finished dressing, she reached for her car keys to be on her way. They weren't there. Thinking she might have laid them somewhere else in her room, she began searching. But after coming up empty, she became suspicious. She charged down stairs and ran outside. Her car was gone. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know who took the car. "COLE!"

To upset to go to class now, she went back inside and went to her room. She waited until after midnight, but Cole hadn't came home yet. Her green eyes blazing with fire, she decided to go to bed and confront him the next day. That morning she had a date to play tennis with one of her girl friends. She looked out the window when she climbed out of bed and her car was sitting in the driveway. After playing tennis, she was going to give Cole a piece of her mind.

She dressed in her pleated white tennis skirt and white top. White socks with white lace around the top and white tennis shoes completed her attire. Grabbing her tennis racket, she headed down stairs and outside. The keys were in the ignition, but her gas tank was only half full. That was another thing to add to her list when she confronted Cole. She threw the racket in the back and started to get in, but something didn't feel right. Closing the door, she walked to the back of the car. Her temper flared when she seen the busted tail light and dented fender.

Forgetting all about tennis, she stormed across the lawn to the guest house. When she walked through the door, there he lie on the sofa. He was still wearing his clothes from last night, so he must have passed out when he came home. She was so angry with him, that she didn't take into consideration his large 6 foot, 5 inch, 245 pound muscular body when she kicked him in the side. His eyes flew open and looked at her with hatred. She returned the look.

"YOU WRECKED MY CAR YOU WORTHLESS BASTARD!" "It's only a little dent you bitch, get the hell out of here and let me sleep." Kimberly kicked him again, but this time he grabbed her foot and yanked off her tennis shoe. When she drew her leg back, he threw the shoe at her. She dodged it and ripped off her other shoe and threw it at him. It plunked him on the head and he jumped off of the sofa and tackled her. They rolled around on the floor, trying to gain control of each other. Cole was much bigger, but Kimberly was totally pissed off and pumped with adrenalin.

Cole finally ended up on top, but Kimberly managed to get her feet in between them and shove his large body off of her. He went flying backwards and tumbled as he hit the floor. Kimberly started to get to her feet, but her sock slipped on the carpet. She took a few seconds to rip her socks off and jumped up to engage Cole again. He had made it to his feet and seen her coming. A hard roundhouse came winging at her pretty face when she got in front of him.

Moving instinctively, she ducked under his punch and popped up on his right side. A left cross of her own cracked in the side of the head..SMACK..and he dropped to the floor. She was as surprised as he was that she had knocked him down, but her adrenalin was still pumping through her veins. She had never hit anyone before, and it really felt good when she connected and sent him down.

He quickly got to his feet, but she was on him in a flash. Her fists slammed into his face one after the other..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..he finally was able to grab her arm and spin her around. He had her in a bear hug and was squeezing her tight. He was about to throw her in the floor and pounce on her, when she stomped her bare foot down on top of his as hard as she could. He screamed in pain and turned her lose.

She quickly turned and began firing punches into his face again..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..he was trying to evade her punches, but they were coming to fast. A right cross..SMACK..dumped him in the floor again, and she started kicking him while he was down. He made it to his feet after a few kicks, but she had landed a good one to his thigh and one to his head. He had a terrible headache, and was slightly limping.

He finally was able to open his own offense when he got to his feet, but her modern dance classes had taught her how to move her firm young body. He just couldn't seem to hit her solid. One punched glanced off of her shoulder, and one barely touched her chin, but neither one had done any damage. When there was a lull in his punch count, Kimberly went back on the attack..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.

Cole couldn't believe it, but he was back pedalling from her assault. His mind was boggled with what was happening to him. Crazy thoughts were going through his head, while she was ripping his face apart. Her fucking arms never seemed to get tired, and the bitch could hit pretty damn hard. Before he knew it, a solid punch to his stomach..SMACK.. followed by an uppercut to his chin..SMACK..and his large body was tumbling over the back of the sofa.

When he somersaulted off of the sofa, his head banged into the floor pretty hard. He lie there a little dazed and seen stars floating around his head. Kimberly had vaulted over the sofa after him, and was now kicking the shit out of anything she could land her bare foot on. His back was all of a sudden in pain, and his head cracked the floor again when her bare foot slammed into his face. He found the strength to roll away from her and stagger to his feet. She came right after him.

Kimberly had never felt so alive in her life. She was beating the shit out of Cole and he couldn't seem to stop her. He was so much bigger and older then her, that the thrill of dominating him in a fist fight was intoxicating. Each solid punch she landed, strengthened her euphoria and drove her to greater heights. She hated the asshole anyway, and with the added anger from him wrecking her new car, she wanted to thoroughly destroy him. And it was fun!

Cole let loose with a bevy of heavy handed punches, designed to beat the bitch back and keep her off of him. If he could keep her fists from landing and get his bearings, then her fucking ass would be his. After all, she was only a sixteen year old girl and he was a fully grown, solidly built man. Once he got the upper hand, the bitch would be in serious trouble and in the floor crying. He couldn't wait.

But the old adage, "the best laid plans of mice and men," was working against him. To keep her off of him long enough to get the upper hand, he had to hit her a few times. That wasn't happening. Her curved female body seemed to sway away from every attempt of his to connect. But he couldn't get away from hers. Her fists were spearing into his face and body at an alarming rate, and he could feel himself getting weaker. He had to do something quick.

SMACK..down he went again. This time Kimberly stood back to give him the chance to get to his feet. She was having so much fun, that she didn't want it to end quickly anymore. When the fight had first started, she wanted to hurt him for wrecking her car. After that she was going to go meet her friend and play tennis. But she had handled him so easily since they started fighting, and each time her fist struck him, she remembered something in their past that had pissed her off at the time.

She was getting revenge for every time he had made her mad or upset her, and there were plenty of incidents to pay him back for. Playing tennis completely left her mind. Beating Cole until he was crawling at her feet and begging, became her one and only priority. Plus the fact that she was beating a man like he was a little boy, that was older and so much bigger then her, was exciting and addictive.

Cole lie there like he was in a trance. The room was hazy and there seemed to be more then one Kimberly standing over him. His head felt like it was turning in circles and he couldn't stop it. He blinked his eyes repeatedly, but it didn't help. He tried to raise up on his elbow and shake his head to see if he could get the room to stop spinning, but his elbow collapsed like it was made of jello. "What the hell is going on?" Was going through his confused mind.

Kimberly looked down at him and was ecstatic. His eyes were glassy and unfocused, and his large body was flopping around like he was having an epileptic fit. He didn't seem to be able to control it, and she was sure he really didn't know where he was at or what was happening to him. Her smile grew larger, and the feeling of being strong and powerful became greater. She pictured him in her mind, lying at her feet completely helpless, and it stimulated her sexually. She was getting hot and aroused from beating Cole senseless. This was absolutely fabulous.

"Get up you big pussy. I'm not through beating your face to a pulp. When you're crawling at my feet and begging me to not beat you anymore, I might consider stopping. It depends on how I feel at the time. You've had this coming for quite a while now, so it won't be over until I say it is. Now get your worthless ass up so I can knock you down again." Her young body was full of energy. If he didn't get up soon, she was going to drag his ass to his feet. She couldn't wait to feel her fists pounding his flesh again. "God this is great!" She thought to herself.

Cole stared up at her and shook his head. She was talking, but his head was spinning so bad he couldn't understand a word she was saying. Her voice seemed to be coming through a tunnel somewhere, and all he could catch were bits and pieces of her sentences. He shook his head vigorously and climbed to his feet. He wobbled a little when his full weight was resting on his legs, but he managed to stay upright.

One thing he didn't have any trouble seeing, was the big fucking smile on the bitches face. It irritated him clear to his bones. That fucking smirky, smile had to go. He raised his large muscular arms and threw what he thought was a hard fast punch, but Kimberly just slapped it away and smacked him in the mouth..SMACK..he tried three more that he deemed were devastatingly strong attempts, but they too were swatted away like pesky flies..SMACK..that one shattered his nose.

His mighty muscular arms went to work like a well oiled machine, with thunderous punches that he figured were filled with bone crushing power. But that fucking smile was still right in front of him as she slapped them all down easily..SMACK..SMACK..both eyes were in great pain and watering up. Winding up like he was going to throw a baseball, his right arm came swinging around with as much force as he could put behind it. He couldn't cypher through his mind what was wrong, when she swatted that one down just as easily as the others..SMACK..her hard female fist landed between his eyes and his thick legs buckled.

He stumbled back from the impact and nearly collapsed. When Kimberly reached up and curled her fingers in his shirt to hold him steady, he couldn't break free of her grasp. Her mouth was moving again, but no words were audible in his ears. "You pathetic little weakling, I'm going to beat you senseless and enjoy every second of it"..SMACK.."you'll be begging me to stop"..SMACK.."and crying like a baby before I'm done"..SMACK.."but it won't help you"..SMACK.

Cole's legs gave way and he slumped to his knees. Kimberly smiled and tilted him slightly back so she could continue to pound his face black and blue..SMACK.."what's the matter pansy ass?"..SMACK.."can't stay on your feet?"..SMACK.."I'm really enjoying this Cole"..SMACK.."but I bet you're not"..SMACK.."Ohhh, that eye looks pretty bad you big wimp"..SMACK.."there, the other one is a matched set now"..SMACK.."Oops, I just made your big mouth bigger"..SMACK.."I bet that one hurt, you big sissy."

She turned him lose and he slumped over against her thighs. She spread her lovely legs and stuffed his head between them. Taking his large, muscular arms in her hands, she bent them around and brought them up his back. "Lets see if my legs are as strong as they feel, you worthless bastard." She crossed her slim ankles and squeezed his head with unbelievable power. He screamed like a lost little boy. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHH!

Smiling, she pulled up on his arms in her double hammerlock hold. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHH!" "I guess my legs and my arms are pretty strong. Wouldn't you agree wimp?" "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHH!" "I'll take that as a yes." She said laughing. She clamped down on his head a little tighter with her beautiful legs, and was rewarded with another loud scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHH! Another yank on his arms, and he screamed for her again. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHH!" "We're making beautiful music together asshole. Lets compose a symphony."

She smiled as her game paid her dividends with his screams. Squeeze."AARRGGHHHHHH!" Yank."AARRGGGHHHHH!" Squeeze."AARRGGGHHHHHHH!" Yank."AARRGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Squeeze."AARRGGHHHHHHH!" Yank."AARRGGHHHHHHH!" "Isn't this fun you little bitch?" She did them both at once and was treated to a very long and loud scream from the frightened man. "AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

She finally let him go and Cole flopped over on his side with tears in his eyes. When Kimberly seen he was crying, she became giddy with excitement. A large muscular male was lying at her feet crying, and she had been the one to make him do it. In fact, the thought entered her mind, that she could make him do anything she wanted him to now. He had been powerless to stop her so far, and he looked completely helpless and at her mercy. It was time to test her theory. Her sexual aroused feeling became stronger and her knees shook a little from the pleasure she felt.

Kimberly placed her bare foot on Cole's chest, and he tried to move his arms to knock it off. The surprise that registered on his face when he realised his arms wouldn't obey him because she had hurt them to much with her hammerlock hold, was priceless. Her smile grew larger too. She was right. He was lying in the floor at her feet, and he was "HELPLESS!" The feeling of being so powerful, mixed with the erotic pleasure she felt from having him at her mercy, made her knees even weaker and her face flushed with excitement. She had never felt better in her life.

She grabbed Cole and began dragging him over to the sofa. His mighty arms wouldn't work, so he tried to use his legs and feet to stop her. She didn't let it bother her until he tried to kick her with one of them. She dropped his body back in the floor and stomped on his ankle.. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHH!" When he screamed out in pain, and his upper body rose up, she punched him in the mouth..SMACK..his body flopped back to the floor, crying harder. "Don't ever try kicking me again you little pussy, or I'll break your God damn leg."

She took hold of him again and pulled him over to the sofa. He didn't try and resist her this time. She moved the small ottoman where she wanted it and hauled him to his knees facing her. Kimberly sat down and wrapped her beautiful legs around his waist and locked her slim ankles behind him. She had trapped his useless hanging arms in her scissors on his back. She rested her bare feet on the ottoman, so her legs wouldn't tire out. Kimberly smiled as she looked at his swollen, multi colored face, and into his frightened tear filled eyes.

"Now asshole, lets get a few things straight. You are going to pay to get my car fixed. I'm taking it in later today, so you had better have the money. If you ever take my car or anything else I own again, I'll beat you half to death." "IS THAT CLEAR BITCH?" Cole knelt on his knees in her scissors and sobbed. He didn't answer her question. She clamped down on his ribs and he screamed.."AARRGGHHHHHHHHH!"..SMACK.. she snapped a hard right to his swollen mouth and his tears flooded down his swollen, battered cheeks a lot faster. Kimberly laughed at his crying.

"ANSWER ME PANSY ASS! IS THAT CLEAR?" Again he just cried and didn't answer her. "OK wimp, have it your way. But you'll answer me soon, or your face will be a bloody swollen mess and your ribs will be broken." She tightened her python legs tighter around his waist.."AARRGGHHHHHHH!".. and he wailed like a lost little boy. She went to work on his eyes with both fists..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.. "I can keep this up all day asshole, so you better start answering me or I'll really hurt you." She squeezed more and punched harder..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.

Cole finally broke down. Trapped on his knees in front of the one female bitch he hated, he had tried to hold out and not give her what she wanted. The fact that he was older and a lot bigger also played it's part, because he felt so ashamed to be crying from the pain the "BITCH!" was causing him. Begging her too would be the last straw. He knew he would feel so humiliated to have to beg her to quit hurting him. But her vice grip legs were crushing his ribs to the breaking point, and her hard feminine fists hurt like hell. His will snapped and he gave in to her.

"OK...OK...PL.PLEASE...K.KIMBERLY...ST.ST.STOP...I...C.CAN'T...T.TAKE...ANYM.MORE...I...G.GIVE...UP...Y.YOU...W.WIN...PL.PL.PLEASE...ST.STOP...I...G.GIVE...UP." Kimberly damn near creamed her panties. She had made him beg for mercy. A man older and much bigger then her was trapped on his knees between her strong thighs, with his face a swollen black and blue mess, and he was so afraid of her he was bawling and begging for mercy. She had never felt so strong and alive in her life. Her body trembled with pleasure.

"That's better you little pussy. Don't hesitate again when I ask you something, or I'll really hurt you." She reached behind him and removed his wallet from his back pocket. Opening it up, she looked inside and frowned. "There's only a little over two hundred dollars in here you worthless bastard, you better have some in the bank." "I...d.don't...have... a...b.bank...ac.acount...K.K.Kimberly...I...n.never...n.needed...one." "This is only the first week of the month. Do you mean to tell me you only have two hundred dollars left out of the five thousand?"

"Yes...th.that's...all...I...h.have." "Then you will sell your watch and rings and anything else you have to sell to get my money." "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WIMP?" His tears flowed faster at the thought of having to obey her. He summoned up the courage to tell her off. "Go to hell you bitch. You can't make me sell anything." SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..she beat his face until it was a grotesque looking pile of swollen flesh. "Does that change your mind weakling, or shall I continue?"

The spirit and courage totally drained out of his battered body from the terrible beating she gave him, and he bawled like a baby. "I asked you a question pansy ass. I told you never to hesitate again." She clenched her fist and he screamed out his answer in a frightened little girl voice. "PL.PLEASE...D.DON'T... HIT...ME...AGAIN...I'LL...DO...IT...K.KIMBERLY." Her female body shuddered with pleasure. Hearing his scared to death little girl voice, brought her orgasm exploding out to soak her white panties.

Kimberly shut her eyes and let the full erotic pleasurable feeling of her orgasm wash over her. She never would have guessed that beating up a large male more then twice her size, would make her feel so good. But hearing Cole's frightened blubbering voice beg for mercy, and seeing the damage her fists had caused to his face and body, gave her a feeling of pure ecstasy. There was no denying she loved what it was doing to her. And she had to have more.

Cole's head dropped to his chest in defeat. He admitted to himself that she had completely broken him, and shame covered his large body like a blanket. Large tears cascaded down his swollen, multi colored face like a flood. His mouth opened wider, and he cried like a broken hearted child. He had never felt so helpless and humiliated in his entire life. The shame he felt was magnified, because it was his hated half sister Kimberly that was humiliating him.

When her orgasm finally stopped, she opened her gleaming green eyes and let out a long satisfied sigh. She felt so relaxed and contented. She looked at Cole and smiled. "It's a good thing you finally came to your senses wimp. Because if you hadn't, I might have beaten you to death with these." She raised her arms in a double muscle pose and it surprised her how big and hard her muscles were.

She knew that her dance classes along with the aerobics, tennis, and swimming she did for exercise had made her legs much stronger. Now she could tell that it had built her arms up as well. She wasn't muscle bound by any means, but she definitely had good sized, well defined muscles in her arms. No wonder she had beaten Cole so easily, she thought to herself. Looking at her muscles, she felt even stronger and more powerful. They were really a turn on. Her loins began to stir again, just seeing them.

Kimberly grabbed his hair and jerked his face to her right arm. "Kiss my muscles you worthless bastard, or I'll use them on you again." She watched as Cole placed his lips on her firm hard muscle and tenderly kissed it repeatedly. She closed her eyes again, as she felt her juices begin to rise while he obeyed her and worshiped her feminine muscle in fear.

Feeling his swollen lips on her skin, and hearing the smacking sounds he was making while he kissed her muscle. Her perfectly shaped body shook with pleasure as another orgasm erupted out and soaked her legs and panties again. A loud satisfying moan escaped her full lips, as the feeling of ecstasy rushed through her young body like an avalanche speeding down a mountain side. Her head rolled back on her creamy shoulders, and her breathing became heavy sighs.

Kimberly's face was red and flushed from the excitement and pleasure she had just experienced. She switched arms and shoved her hard left muscle in his face to give it equal time of worship. In about two minutes, she was moaning with pleasure again when her third orgasm spilled out like a dam over flowing. She made him continue to grovel on her muscle while her sexual feeling slowly ebbed away and her well formed body calmed down. "Stop Cole, that's enough."

She released him from her scissors and smiled as she looked into his frightened eyes. "Go get my shoes and socks and bring them here to me." Cole crawled on the floor ans retrieved her shoes and socks and brought them to her as ordered. His arms still didn't want to work properly, but he managed to get them to her. "Kiss each foot as if you were kissing one of those whores you are always in love with, and then put my socks and shoes on my feet." His tears began to slowly trickle down his face again, but he was to afraid to try and stand up to her.

Kimberly thought to herself, that it was a good thing she only told him to kiss her foot once. Because when his swollen lips touched her bare skin and pretty toes, she knew she would have had another orgasm very quickly. She had other things to do, and she needed to get his jewelry sold so she could get her car repaired. It did feel absolutely fantastic though, she thought to herself, which caused an evil grin to spread across her beautiful face.

Cole would be out of money and stuck in the guest house for the next three to four weeks. She could come here and make him kiss her bare feet until she had multiple orgasms anytime she wanted to. He was totally afraid of her and putty in her hands. And it was a thrilling rush to dominate and force the big wimp to degrade himself because he feared her. Why not take advantage of the opportunity and use him as a play toy. He was powerless to stop her. She had found the one thing the worthless bastard was good for. So why not turn him into her sex slave.

Cole had a lot of trouble getting her shoes and socks on because of his useless arms. But somehow he managed to do it. Kimberly had sat there patiently until he had accomplished the task. "Alright you little bitch, gather up your jewelry and lets get out of here. I have other things to do today." Cole picked up his watch and rings and the gold chain he wore around his neck. She grabbed him by the back of the collar and marched him toward the door.

He locked the door before they stepped outside and Kimberly had a thought. "Give me the key to your door asshole. We have some unfinished business to attend to tonight when I get back, and I don't want you locking the door on me." Cole began to cry again as he handed her the key. "Good boy Cole, good boy. Now lets go get my car repaired so I can finish my other business and get back here. I want you to get plenty of rest, because you're going to need it tonight." The large, muscular man cried harder as she flashed him her evil grin. "Don't worry weakling, I won't hurt you.....much." She laughed and dragged him to the car. He stumbled beside her with a broken heart.