Melissa gives her sisters husband a terrible beating to straighten out his miserable drunken life.

Melissa's sister Mary was sitting at the Dinning room table with a large smile on her giddy face. Her husband Tommy had entered AA to help him stop drinking, and had landed a good job with a roofing firm that paid high wages. Melissa was very happy for her sister, because she had been miserable for most of her three year marriage. She hadn't seen her this happy and looking so good in quite a while. Maybe things would be alright with her now.

Even though Mary's life was looking up now, Melissa was absolutely sure she made the right decision to ensure her future by dating the class nerd. With her guidance, he would provide them with a luxurious living. She would make sure of that, because Timmy obeyed every command she gave him. She had discovered she loved dominating someone, when she beat the star athlete at school to a pulp. She controlled Timmy's life now, and he obeyed her out of fear of her fists.

Two weeks later, Mary was back and crying her eyes out. Tommy had fallen off of the wagon and spent their entire check on booze. He failed to show up for work for three days, and had lost his job too. Poor Mary was in tears and didn't know what to do. Tommy hadn't come home last night, and she had no idea where he was at. Mary decided to stay there over the weekend and figure out how she wanted to spend the rest of her life. She loved Tommy, but couldn't go on like this. She needed time to think.

Melissa was glad Mary was staying the weekend, because she knew exactly what to do. Tommy was going to get a good beating for making her sister unhappy, and she didn't want Mary there to try and stop her. Tim wasn't so sure about her idea, and tried to talk her out of it. He thought she was messing in other peoples affairs, and should mind her own business. And he was scared, because Tommy was a very big man.

"Are you sure about this Melissa? It's really none of your business, and Tommy is pretty damn big. I don't want to see you get hurt. Maybe you should just forget it." Melissa grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. "Are you trying to tell me what to do little man?" "No Melissa, please." "It sure sounds that way to me Timmy. You know better then to try and tell me what to do. Now shut your whining mouth while I think." "OK Melissa, but I think you're making a big mistake.".."SMACK!"..Tim hit the floor crying. "I SAID SHUT YOUR WHINY MOUTH WIMP!" "Yes Melissa."

By Saturday morning, they still had not heard from Tommy. Melissa had a key to their house, so she decided to go see if he was there. She dressed her 5 foot, 5 inch, 108 pound body in a little red flair out skirt for unrestricted movement, and a small white tummy baring top. This way, Tommy couldn't deny that it was a beautiful young girl that was beating him senseless to straighten out his miserable life. He was going to make his wife happy, "OR ELSE!"

Melissa smiled when she reached their house. Tommy's car was in the driveway, although it was parked side ways and the door was left hanging open. She used her key to open the door and stepped in. There he lie on the sofa, with two empty bottles and one partial full of hard liquor lying on the floor. Melissa took them to the kitchen and threw out the two empties while dumping the other down the drain. She went back to the living room and moved some furniture out of her way. She wanted plenty of room to beat him in.

When Melissa was ready, she pushed on his shoulder and tried to wake him up. "Tommy, get your ass up. We need to talk mister." He made a few sounds, but his eyes stayed shut. "TOMMY, I SAID GET UP ASSHOLE!" His eyes flew open and he blinked a few times trying to get them in focus. "Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? Where's Mary?" "Mary is over at our house crying her eyes out, because she's married to a drunken asshole. Now get up, we need to talk."

"Go away Melissa so I can sleep. Send Mary home when you get over there, I'm hungry." Melissa grabbed his leg and pulled him off of the sofa, dumping him in the floor. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING MELISSA?" "I said get up asshole, and I meant it. Now move, or I'll drag you all over this room." "Have you lost your fucking mind bitch? Get the fuck out of here and send Mary home. Now beat it." He started to lie back down, so Melissa grabbed his collar and yanked him back to land in the floor again.

Tommy scrambled to his feet. "I'm going to beat your fucking brains in bitch, if you don't get the fuck out of here and leave me be." Melissa smiled and slipped her sandals off. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear you say Tommy boy. I'm going to give you the worse beating of your miserable life wimp. After today, you will be a model husband and treat Mary right. Now shut your mouth and start fighting."

Tommy wasn't sure he heard her correctly, but the bitch had pissed him off. He needed more sleep, and his stomach was growling for him to feed it. If he had to kick Melissa's ass first, then that was fine with him. The bitch shouldn't have come over here running her fucking mouth. Typical fucking female, he thought. Sticking her nose in someone else's business where it didn't belong. Guess I'll have to teach her a lesson, and throw her fucking ass out.

Tommy threw a hard roundhouse right at her pretty blond head to put her down quick. Melissa ducked under it and came up on his right..SMACK..a solid left to his eye made him blink with pain. A hard left roundhouse came at her, and she ducked again, coming up on his left..SMACK..pain shot through his other eye from her hard right fist. Snarling with rage, Tommy fired off three heavy handed punches aimed at destroying the bitch and knocking her out. They were all evaded easily by the dancing pretty blond.

"You have to do better then that Tommy boy, or giving you a beating will be easier then I thought." The 22 year old man went crazy out of his mind with anger at the little blond bitch running her mouth. A few lucky punches and she thought she was Mike Tyson. It was time to show the delusional little slut she was playing with the big boys now. That mouth of hers would be singing a different tune when she was in the floor bleeding.

Jabs, crosses, hooks, roundhouses, uppercuts, and hard straight punches were flying at the blond tigress with intent to maim her young body and shut her mouth. Melissa ducked, dodged, weaved, and swayed around them until he began to tire. When he slowed, she opened up on him..SMACK..his nose was broken..SMACK..his mouth was busted..SMACK..SMACK..both cheeks were turned red and made sore..SMACK..SMACK..his beer belly stomach folded itself around her firm female fists..SMACK..an uppercut to his chin and he stumbled back moaning.

"You fucking little blond headed whore, I'm going to kill you!" "Not swinging like that pansy ass. I could dodge those pitiful punches with my eyes closed. Which is what I'm going to do to you wimp, close your eyes with my fists." Tommy reared back to deliver a hay maker, but Melissa beat him to the punch..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..his head was snapped in every direction as her precise punching took him apart.

He was stumbling and staggering with every solid punch. His defense never seemed to be where she was connecting. His face and body was in unbearable pain, while she drove him around the room with a large smile on her beautiful face..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Tommy's large arms were dangling at his sides, and his thick legs were beginning to buckle. He was completely helpless.

SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Tommy was out on his feet. Melissa stopped long enough to grip his shirt and hold him steady for the knock out punch. Tommy was barely standing in her grip, and didn't know where he was at. His eyes were glassy and unfocused, and his huge body was swaying uncontrollably. "Get used to being in this condition Tommy boy. It's going to happen a lot today. You're going to be sleeping in that floor quite a few times before I'm through with you. But you will be docile and obedient when I'm done. So say good night wimp, you're going to sleep"

Melissa cocked her hard right fist and snapped it forward to his chin.."SMM..ACKKK!" Tommy's 300 pound body spun around twice before he slammed into the floor on his face. His large body bounced before it came to rest at her bare feet, sound asleep. Melissa strolled over to the sofa and lie down, with her beautiful bare feet up, and her back resting on the arm. She smiled as she read a magazine and let Tommy sleep for a while.

Twenty minutes later, she heard Tommy moan. She walked over and stood near his head, waiting for him to become completely coherent so he would hear what she had to say. "Time to get up sleepy head so I can beat some more sense into your foolish brain." Tommy shook the cob webs out of his head and looked up. The bitch was standing there with her fingers spread out on her slender hips, and a big smile on her face. He looked down at her bare feet, and rolled his big body away from them.

He climbed to his feet and wobbled slightly on his unsteady legs. "Good boy Tommy. I thought I was going to have to pick you up so I could knock you down again." "Fuck you bitch. Your ass is mine when I get my head straight." "It won't help you Tommy boy, but take all the time you need. I've got all day to beat you into submission and make you obedient." "Make me obedient. You are crazy you fucking whore. And I'm about to show you why you're crazy." "OK little man, lets do it. It's time for you to take another nap.."

Tommy came out swinging. The rest seemed to have revived him and he felt strong and sure of himself. Melissa smiled as she avoided his clumsy efforts and smacked him periodically. A jab missed, another jab was dodged..SMACK..two hooks were evaded, a right cross was slipped..SMACK..a hard three punch combination was danced around..SMACK..a big roundhouse, an uppercut, and another right cross missed their mark..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..Tommy stumbled back from her accurate punching.

He shook his head, wondering what the hell was going on and went back at her. Melissa decided to mess with his head a little. Tommy threw a right cross and Melissa blocked it..SMACK..his eye was cut and began swelling. Really pissed now, Tommy tried three quick punches and they were all batted down by the pretty blond fighter..SMACK..his lips ballooned up and began to bleed. Two more large fist with bone crunching power came at her, and they too were slapped away..SMACK..his other eye swelled.

Out of his mind with rage, Tommy sent seven missiles firing at Melissa and she slapped them down too like pesky flies..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..he dropped to his knees in front of her and fell over against her left thigh in a semi conscious state. Melissa shoved his head between her thighs and began to crush his skull. She grabbed both arms and raised them above his head while savagely twisting them.

Tommy eyes shot open as screamed out in pain. His arms were being bent in directions they weren't meant to go, and his head felt like it was being squeezed by a python. "That's it Tommy boy, squeal for me like a little girl. I just love to hear wimps like you scream and whimper. You might lose your voice with all the screaming you're going to do, because I'm going to hurt you a lot before I'm done with you pansy ass. Because this is just the beginning."

A minute or so later, Tommy quit screaming because he passed out from the pain. Melissa released him and he collapsed at her feet. She went to the kitchen and took a bottle of soda out of the fridge. After quenching her thirst, she slapped Tommy awake with her bare foot. "Time to continue your lesson sissy boy, get your ass up." Tommy struggled to his hands and knees and as he was getting to his feet, he bolted out of a crouch and tackled her.

They crashed to the floor and rolled around for a bit fighting for control. Melissa managed to get behind him and quickly put him in a full nelson while slipping her strong legs around his middle. She poured power to both holds, and Tommy again screamed like a little girl. "Nice try boy, but your no match for me in wrestling either. I'm just to strong for you little man. You're nothing but a weakling and a loser, and I can hurt you any way I want."

Tommy tried his best to get out of her holds, but they were just to secure. He realised she was much stronger then he thought. His arms were turning numb from the nelson, and his stomach was caught in a vice of feminine power. It was getting very hard to breathe as she turned his middle into mush with her strong muscular legs. He couldn't feel his arms anymore either because she had held him in her nelson for so long. He could only wait for her to release him while he screamed and whimpered from the pain.

Melissa finally turned him lose, and he flopped over on his stomach trying to get his breath. His arms were lying at his sides completely lifeless. There was no feeling in them at all. She flipped him over on his back, and his attempts to stop her were feeble, as she wrapped his legs up in a figure four leg lock. She leaned back on her hands and applied pressure to his legs while smiling. He was screaming and flopping around like a fish out of water.

He screamed repeatedly while she mangled his legs with hers. "MY LEGS..MY..LEGS..PLEASE..MELISSA.. YOU'RE..BREAKING..MY..LEGS." Tears came to his eyes as he begged the pretty blond warrior. "Oh yes, beg me you weak little sissy, I love it when they beg." Tommy didn't want to beg his sixteen year old sister-in-law, but he was in excruciating pain. He felt so ashamed and humiliated to have to beg her to release him, but she was going to break his legs.

"OK..OK..PLEASE..MELISSA..I'M..BEGGING..YOU..LET..ME..GO..PLEASE..LET..ME..GO." "Do you call that begging boy? You can do better then that." She hit him with a burst of power, and he almost fainted. "PLEASEEEEEE..I'M..BEGGING..I'M..BEGGING..I'M..BEGGING..LET..ME..GO..MELISSA..PLEASE..LET..ME..GO!""Well...I guess that was better wimp. But you need to work on your begging. You'll have plenty of chances to learn before I'm done though." She smiled and let him go.

Melissa straddled his chest and easily pinned his useless arms to the floor. "Time to work on your face again wimp and put you back to sleep." Fear covered his face as she raised her fists..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..he went to sleep after the fifth punch, but she continued to rearrange his features..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK.

Melissa smiled as she strolled to the kitchen to get a glass and some ice for her warm soda. "Things are going rather well." She thought to herself. "I'll have that wimp straightened out in no time." She decided to make herself a sandwich and have some lunch while Tommy slept. After she finished eating and had cleaned up her mess, she went back to the living room and woke Tommy up.

"OK pansy ass, school is back in session. Get your ass up so I can continue teaching you how to behave. He tried to stand, but his legs were still in a lot of pain. He crawled over to the sofa, and pulled himself up and leaned against the arm while the feeling came back to his legs. "Having trouble standing are you Tommy boy? Well, don't worry about it. I'll have you back in the floor sleeping in a few minutes." "Fuck you Melissa. Get the fuck out of here and go home bitch." "Try and make me wimp."

He threw a right and Melissa caught it with her left hand and reached under his left arm while turning her hip into his body. She flipped him over her to land in the floor hard. "You always seem to be in the floor boy." Tommy jumped to his feet and fired another hard right at her. This time she blocked it and drilled him in the gut with her right..SMACK..As he bent over, she turned her back to him and reached behind her, grabbing his head. A slight bend in the knees and he was flying over her shoulder to slam into the floor again. "Down you go again little boy."

He slowly climbed to his feet again, and approached her cautiously. A left jab was faked by him trying to throw her off as another hard right came flying at her head. It didn't fool her in the least. She stepped to her left and grabbed his arm as it went by. She snapped it down, around, and up and flipped him to the floor for the third time. "Back in the floor again wimp."

As he gained his feet and turned to her, she was right in front of him. Melissa reached up and grabbed his shoulders while placing her bare foot in his large stomach. She laid back toward the floor while pulling him with her and flipped him over her body to land hard in the floor behind her. "I told you you would be in the floor a lot today, you weak little sissy." When Tommy finally made it to his feet, he was stumbling around in a daze.

Melissa calmly stepped over and grabbed his right arm with her left hand. Turning her back to him again, she slightly bent her knees while yanking his arm down over her right shoulder. He went flying over her to slam into the floor for the fifth straight time. "Ohhhhhh, that had to hurt Tommy boy." Tommy was lying there groggy and moaning. Melissa smiled as she stood over his prone body and gripped his shirt, lifting him slightly off of the floor..SMACK..a right cross to his jaw put him back to sleep.

Melissa went to the restroom to relieve herself of some of the soda she had consumed. She found a new tooth brush in the cabinet, so she brushed her teeth. A quick face and hand wash and a look in the mirror to check out her overall appearance, and she was ready to resume Tommy's beating. She smiled as she looked down on him. He looked so peaceful lying there sleeping. But he had lessons to learn and amends to be made, so he had to get up and get started.

She slapped him awake. "Rise and shine Tommy boy, we have things to do." Tommy just laid there. His entire body hurt and his swollen face was killing him. He just wanted to sleep. "Get up little man, or I'll drag you to your feet myself." Tommy looked at her. "Leave me alone Melissa and go away. I don't feel so good." "Sorry wimp, but you have things that need straightened out and I'm here to make you do it." "NOW GET YOUR ASS UP BOY!"

Tommy didn't move. She grabbed his shirt and hauled him to his feet. "I SAID GET UP WIMP!" Holding him with her left, she beat him repeatedly..SMACK.."when I give you an order, you will obey"..SMACK.."you do not hesitate"..SMACK.."you do not question it"..SMACK.."you do as you're told"..SMACK.."when you're told"..SMACK.."IS THAT CLEAR WIMP!"..SMACK. He collapsed to the floor crying.

"Please Melissa, leave me alone." "Can't do it Tommy boy. You've screwed up Mary's life and I'm here to make you set it right. No more drinking little man. You will go to AA and stick with it. We will see about getting your job back, and if we can't, you will find another one. This time you will work hard to keep it and make Mary happy. You will do all of these things, because I said so. If you don't, I'll pay you another visit and it will be much worse then this one." "ARE WE CLEAR TOMMY BOY?" "NOW GET UP!"

She dragged him to his feet again, and slammed him against the wall. Placing her knee between his legs to help hold him up, she began beating him again..SMACK.."I hope you enjoyed your binge last night, because it was your last"..SMACK.."you are going to be the perfect husband from now on"..SMACK.. Mary better be smiling every time I see her"..SMACK "because if she's not, you will pay with your blood and a lot of pain"..SMACK.."GOT IT BOY!"

"YESSSSSS MELISSA YESSSSSSS,PLEASE STOP!"..SMACK.."I have to make sure you understand little man".. SMACK .."this your only warning"..SMACK.."I will not tolerate you screwing up"..SMACK.."make Mary happy" "OR ELSE!"..SMACK..that is your life's work now"..SMACK.."nothing else should be on your mind"..SMACK.."you really don't want me to come back"..SMACK..because I will really hurt you boy"..SMACK.."DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOU WIMP?"

"Yes Melisa please, I understand. I'll be good, I swear. Please don't hit me again. I can't take anymore. Please, just leave me alone." "Alright Tommy, I'm going to take your word. God help you if you're lying to me. I will beat you within an inch of your miserable life little man. You will attend the AA meetings. You will stay sober. And you will make Mary happy." "IS THAT CLEAR WIMP?" "Yes Melissa, it's clear." "Good boy, now go take a shower and clean up." "Yes Melissa, what ever you say."

Melissa sat on the sofa and waited while Tommy showered and shaved. When he emerged from his bedroom, she looked him over and decided he looked presentable. "Give me your keys Tommy, you're in no shape to drive." "Where are you taking me?"..SMACK.."NO ARGUMENTS WIMP, NOW HAND THEM OVER!" Tommy gave her the keys. "Alright, get your ass in the car and lets go fix your life boy."

She drove him to the roofing firm and yanked him out of the car by his collar. She marched him in and went straight to the man in charge. He looked up as he heard someone come through his door, and shock registered on his face when he seen Tommy. "My god Tom, what the hell happened to you?" "I happened to him," Melissa said. "We want to speak to you about getting him his job back." "I don't know young lady. I need my people to show up every day."

"Look Mister Marshall, was Tommy a good worker?" "Yes he was very good. But my crews are filled with a certain amount of men to do their jobs. I need people that will show up so it doesn't slow everything down." "Speak up Tommy boy, and tell the man you will be here every day, and on time." "Look Mister Marshall, I know I screwed up. But I really need this job, and I swear I will be a man you can count on in the future." "And I guarantee it Mister Marshall, or he will answer to me." Melissa said.

"Please Mister Marshall, give me one more chance. I won't let you down." The man sat there for a minute and thought it over. He looked at Melissa and asked her. "How can you guarantee he will keep his word.?" "Because he doesn't want me to come back and give him a worse beating then I gave him this time. Isn't that right Tommy boy?" "Yes Melissa, it's right." "You did that to him?" "Yes sir I did. And he knows I'll do it again if he screws up. So I guarantee you can count on him." "OK, we'll give him one more shot, but you better be good for your word Tom." "I will Mister Marshall, and thank you." "Good boy Tommy."

"Now, lets go see your wife and see if she will forgive you boy." She stopped at Tim's house and picked him up on the way home. When they arrived, she pulled Tommy out of the car again by his collar, and marched him inside. Mary was sitting on the sofa when Melissa threw Tommy in the floor at her feet. "MY GOD TOM, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE?" "Let him talk to you first Mary, he has something he wants to say. Spit it out boy, and you had better make it good."

"I'm so sorry Mary for screwing up. I promise I'll be a good husband from now on and make you proud of me. I'll stay on the AA program and quit my drinking. I swear I will. Melissa got my job back at the roofing firm, so I'll go to work every day and bring the money home to you. Please forgive me Mary, because I love you and don't want to lose you." He laid his head in her lap and began to cry. "Oh Tommy, I'm so glad you have come to your senses. I was so worried about what we were going to do. I love you to sweetheart, so I forgive you." She looked up at Melissa, and mouthed the words, thank you. Melissa smiled and nodded her head.

Melissa grabbed Tim by the scruff of his neck and headed for her bedroom. She shoved him in and locked the door, while she began to undress. "Beating Tommy boy senseless has made me horny as hell Timmy. You better have that tongue in good working order, because I want it in me deep. Now get your ass over there and get on that bed." "Yes Melissa." She smiled as she turned her naked body and strolled toward him. "Good boy little Timmy, good boy."