Pam and her friends beat up her brother and his buddies.
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216


Pam and her girlfriends have their pool party interrupted by her brother
and his buddies, so they prove to them that females are really the
stronger sex.

Sixteen year old Pam is as excited as a young girl at Christmas time. Her
parents decided they needed a pool, and the installation was completed
today. She asked, and received permission to have a pool party on
Saturday. She immediately picked up the phone and called her three best
friends, to invite them to the party. She grew up with her friend
Shirley, and has known since she was six. When their parents enrolled
them in self defense classes, they met Kelly and Candy there. The four
instantly became fast friends, and hang out together all of the time.

The four girls are like four peas from the same pod. They all share the
same interests, like self defense, swimming, volley ball, exercise,
parties, and of course, boys. If one tries a new hair style or buys a
different color nail polish then the usual, then the other three do the
same. The y act and feel more like sisters then friends. There isn't
anything they wouldn't do for each other. They're the four girl
musketeers. All for one, and one for all.

When Pam received permission to have a pool party, it just came natural
to call her best friends and invite them over. The three girls gladly
accepted, and decided all four needed to go shopping for new bikinis. So
Friday night, they had a shopping party. They piled into Pam's car and
headed for the Mall. Like typical teenagers, they had to visit every
clothing store in the Mall and surrounding area, before deciding which
bikinis to buy. And of course, they were all the same style. Just
different colors.

Pam settled on a yellow two piece, to set off her black hair and blue
eyes. Shirley decided to go with a peach colored two piece, that made her
dark brown hair and hazel eyes stand out. Kelly fell in love with the
green two piece, because it seemed to make her light brown hair and green
eyes shine. And Candy had to have a pink two piece, because it was her
favorite color. It also enhanced her blond hair and deep brown eyes. They
all were satisfied with their choices, and left the store happy.

The girls stopped to pick up refreshments for the party tomorrow, and ate
a light dinner at a fast food restaurant. Finished with their shopping
and errands, they returned to Pam's house to get everything ready for the
party. As Pam drove up, she noticed her older brother Ray's car parked in
the driveway. Ray was 20 years old and a Sophomore in College. He very
seldom came home, so she was worried that something might be wrong. But
he was just on spring break, and decided to come home for a visit.

Pam could certainly understand that. Instead of coming home last year
while he was on spring break, he and his buddies went to Fort Lauderdale.
And got into a world of trouble. Her Father had to wire him money to get
out of jail and pay the fines. His parents were not happy about that at
all. Ray had always been the adventurous type, and would do anything on a
dare. But he had never gotten into any trouble and embarrassed the
family, before that fatal Fort Lauderdale trip. He played it safe this
year, and came home. And he brought three of his buddies with him. Their
parents didn't mind that though.

Ray and his buddies were all on the varsity football team. Ray was the
starting wide receiver, Darren was the running back, Monty was the
Quarterback, and Phil was the starting guard. They were all athletic and
solidly built. Pam was a little concerned, because Ray used to tease and
bully her when they were growing up. She hadn't seen him in two years
since he left for College, and was hoping he had grown up and was over
his bullying tactics. But she wasn't holding her breath. She knew Ray
well.

But he introduced his buddies to her and her girlfriends, and seemed to
speak and act like an adult. Maybe she had condemned him prematurely. She
was praying that she had, because she didn't want anything to disrupt her
pool party. The girls went out to the pool to look around and decide
where everything needed to go. They put four pool side lounge chairs
where they wanted them, so they could work on getting a tan after
swimming. They moved the table near the chairs, so the refreshments would
be close by. Everything was ready for tomorrow.

Shirley, Kelly, and Candy thanked her parents for letting them have their
party, and then left for home. Pam told them to be there bright and
early, so they could spend the whole day having fun. They all agreed to
be there by 9:00 in the morning, and get the party started. Pam went
inside to visit with her brother she hadn't seen in a while, but he and
his friends had already left. He wanted to show them the town, and the
places he used to hang out when he lived there. Pam decided to go to bed,
so Saturday would get there quicker. She was totally excited.

The girls showed up promptly at nine, and helped Pam carry the
refreshments out to the table. Then they all ran to her room to change,
giggling like young girls. As they were coming out of her room, her
parents informed them they were going to go shopping. They needed to
stock up on food, to feed the extra mouths that were going to be there
all week. Her Mother told her a friend of hers was feeling ill, so they
would stop by and see her before returning home. She told the girls to
have fun, and they left.

The four girls were having a blast. They swam and played with a beach
ball for about two hours, and decided to rest and have some refreshments.
A little later, they were relaxing in the lounge chairs, working on their
tans and chatting. Everything was going smoothly, until Ray and his
buddies showed up. They had been out in the side yard throwing a football
around, until someone missed the catch and the ball ended up by Pam's
chair. When Ray came to retrieve it, he took four sodas out of the cooler
for he and his friends. Pam was not happy.

"Ray, those sodas are for me and my friends. Please put them back. I only
bought a 12 pack, and we will be out here all day. The least you could
have done was ask if you could have them." "Don't get your panties in a
bunch short stuff, I only took four. Since when do I need your permission
to take what I want." He had called her short stuff all of her life. He
was 6 foot 5 and she was only 5 foot 4. And he was talking like the old
Ray that had annoyed her for fourteen years, before leaving for College.
He hadn't grown up at all.

"You need my permission when I bought and paid for them with my own
money, which I did. And since I only bought 12, that's three apiece for
us girls. If I let you have four of them, then we won't have enough to
last us all day. Mom and Dad are out shopping, and will bring more sodas
home. So please put them back, and drink something else until they get
here." "You know if I want these sodas I'll take them short stuff, so why
are you running your mouth like you can stop me." "Because if you don't
put them back, I will. Now please put them back."

Ray laughed until tears came to his eyes. "You've got to be kidding short
stuff. Don't think I won't kick your ass, just because you have friends
here. Now keep your big mouth shut, and go ba ck to talking about silly
girl things before you get hurt." Pam stood and slowly approached her big
older brother. "This is your last warning Ray, put them back or else."

Ray had been gone for two years, and didn't know Pam had been taking self
defense classes. When she threatened him, he thought she was showing off
for her friends, hoping he wouldn't do anything in front of them. Boy was
she stupid. If he backed down, he would look like a pussy to her friends
as well as his. He sure as hell wasn't going to let that happen. It was
time to remind Pam, he was the strongest sibling and the one to fear.
Just like always.

Ray sat the sodas on the table and turned to his younger, smaller sister.
"I warned you to keep your smart mouth shut short stuff. I guess I'll
have to show you I'm still the one in charge around here." He threw his 6
foot 5 inch, 200 pound athletic frame at Pam, to take her down and quiet
that mouth of hers. Her 5 foot 4 inch, 105 pound female body, was ready
and able to meet his challenge. Ray was in for the surprise of his life.

When Ray reached out to grab her, Pam took hold of his wrists and planted
her right foot in his stomach. She calmly laid back and flipped him to
the ground behind her. "SLAM!" Ray landed hard, and the breath was
knocked out of him. He was completely caught off guard, and bewildered by
what had just happened. He climbed to his feet, and looked at her like
she was someone he didn't know. "How in the hell did you do that short
stuff. Have you turned into some macho dyke or something, in the two
years I've been gone?"

Ray's friends had watched Pam throw him, and they all came running to the
pool. "What's going on Ray? How did your little sister throw you like
that?" Monty asked. "I don't know Monty, that's what I asked her. I think
she's turned into a bull dyke lesbo, since I've been gone. She's never
been able to do anything like that before. She always whined and ran away
when I threatened to kick her ass. I know Shirley, because she and Pam
have been friends for years. But I just met the other two last night when
you guys did. Maybe they turned them into dyke's."

Pam was infuriated. "That's enough Ray. I will not stand for you talking
about my friends like that. You apologize to them right now, or I'm going
to give you the beating you've deserved for sixteen years." Ray was in
total shock at first, trying to figure out if she said what he thought
she said. Then he burst out laughing, along with his buddies. "You must
be out of your mind short stuff. You're completely delusional if you
think you can whip me in a fight. One lucky throw, and you think you're
Wonder Woman. Now shut your yap, before I hurt you like I always have."

"You had your chance to apologize Ray. You should have done as I asked. I
guess I'm going to have to teach you to respect me and my friends from
now on." Pam walked out in the yard, and turned back to her still
laughing brother. "Come here Ray, and get the beating I have waiting for
you." Ray looked at his friends. "You guys are my witnesses, that she
provoked me into this. I know she will go cry ing to Mom and Dad, after I
kick her ass. So you guys will have to back my story up. OK?" "You got it
buddy." They all responded. "Show her who's boss."

Satisfied he had the backing of his friends, Ray smiled as he strolled
out to Pam. "Your ass is mine short stuff. It shouldn't take you long to
remember how things are, once you start crying and pleading with me to
leave you alone. With his buddies cheering him on, Ray circled his
younger sister with a large smile on his face, and confidence in his
eyes. Shirley, Kelly, and Candy, were smiling to themselves. All four
girls were at the top of their self defense class, and Pam was the best
of them all. Ray was in deep shit, he just didn't know it yet.

Again Ray reached out to grab her, thinking he wouldn't have any problem
taking her down. Quick as a cat, Pam grabbed his right wrist with her
left hand, and his throat with her right. Turning her shapely hip into
him, Ray went sailing over her feminine body and slammed into the ground
on his face and stomach. "Slam!" He lie there stunned, as Pam took a step
back and waited for him to get up. His buddies were screaming, and the
three girls were giggling.

Ray shook his head to clear the cobwebs, and climbed to his feet. He
looked at Pam, and rage filled his handsome face. She was standing there
with her hands on her hips, her legs slightly apart, and an "I told you
so" look on her pretty face. Ray charged her like a bull elephant, to
tackle her to the ground, football style. At the last second, she stepped
to her left and spun her body in a circle. Just as Ray passed the spot
she had been standing, her foot landed on his ass, and sent him sprawling
to the ground on his face. His buddies screamed louder.

"GET UP MAN! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, KICK HER ASS!" Determined
to do just that, Ray advanced on her with murder in his eyes. The little
bitch had been lucky long enough. It was time to show her who she was
fucking with. This time, instead of trying to grab her arm, he dove for
her legs. Pam leaped in the air to make him miss, and came down with both
knees in the middle of his back. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ray screamed, when
the pain registered in his brain.

Taking advantage of her superior position, Pam grabbed his arms and
lifted them in the air. She straddled his back facing his feet, and
scooted back until her legs were under his arms and she was sitting on
his shoulders. She pulled his arms around her thighs, until they were
resting in her lap and on his back. She got a good grip on his wrists,
and began twisting them back towards her. His screams could be heard all
over the neighborhood.

"AARRGGGHHHHHHHHH!" "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" Pam moved her bare feet until
the right one was under his face. She pushed his head down with her butt,
until his face was resting on the sole of her foot. She hooked her left
foot over the back of his neck, and pinned his face there. With his mouth
mashed against the sole of her foot, it helped to muffle his screams. He
was struggling with everything he had, but she had him pinned and at her
mercy. She twisted his arms a little mo re, to remind him she was in
control

"MMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" "MMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFF!" Was all he could say, with his
face buried in her foot. His buddies came out of their stunned stupor,
and yelled at him to break her hold and get his ass up. "I'm afraid he
can't do that fellas. In fact, he can't do anything unless I let him.
He's under my control, and he will stay that way until I let him up. And
right now, I don't feel like doing that." Phil got over the shock of
seeing his friend pinned to the ground by his nearly naked little sister,
and decided to intervene. Candy wasn't going to let that happen.

To his surprise, his 6 foot 4 inch, 295 pound big body, was yanked off of
it's feet by his collar and belt buckle. "SLAM!" When he looked up,
standing over him was a pretty blond shaking her head no. "NO, NO, NO!
You can't interfere. The fight is between Pam and her brother. I won't
let you get in the middle of it. Now stay down there like a good little
boy, or you'll have a problem with me."

Phil could not believe his ears. A sixteen year old girl who was probably
5 foot 7 and weighed maybe 120 pounds, was giving him orders like he was
a little boy. "Are all you dyke's nuts?" The big man said as he climbed
to his feet. "SLAM!" He was quickly deposited back on his ass by the
agile blond. "I said stay down there little man, and I meant it." "Go to
hell bitch," was Phil's reply as he started to get up again. All of a
sudden, there was a fast moving, pink tornado on top of his large body.

When Shirley and Kelly saw Candy attack Phil, they wasted no time in
corralling Darren and Monty. Shirley flipped Darren to the ground before
he knew what had happened. Kelly leaped on Monty and tripped him from
behind. They crashed to the ground with Kelly on top. Pam watched from
her front row seat on her brothers back, as her friends tied the College
men in knots.

Darren's 6 foot 2 inch, 236 pound frame was totally overwhelmed by
Shirley's 5 foot 5 inch, 112 pound female body. Her peach bikini was a
whirlwind of movement, as she wrapped the young man up in an unbreakable
hold. Sitting behind him, she trapped his left arm on his back in a
hammerlock, with her well defined body. Her smooth feminine legs were
around his waist in an unbelievably painful scissor hold. His right wrist
was held in her right hand, and was being twisted clock wise. She reached
over his right shoulder with her left arm and wrapped it around his neck.
She then pulled his head back and up snug to her left side, just below
her arm pit. He was completely immobilized, and could only kick his legs.
"GOT YA!" The pretty brunette said smiling.

Monty didn't have any better luck. When they hit the ground, Kelly was
all over him like a cheap suit. Her 5 foot 5 inch, 110 pound female body
had his 6 foot 4 inch, 213 pound male frame tied up like a pretzel. Her
green bikini was a blur, as she grabbed, twisted, pinned, and held the
Quarterback in a hold he never dreamed he would see, let alone be in. She
bent his upper body back until his feet were touching the ground by his
head. Then she laid down abov e his head and began bending his limbs
where she wanted them.

His right arm and right leg were trapped together in a scissors by his
head. His left arm and left leg were being held down by her left arm and
upper body. His head was resting on her right hip, looking straight at
his balls which were inches from his face. Her right arm and hand were
free, to tweak his nose, squeeze his cheeks, and spank his ass if she
wanted to. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed loudly from the pain she was
inflicting on him, so she smothered his mouth with her hand. "That should
keep you quiet wimp." She told the big man as she smiled.

As big and strong as Phil was, he didn't stand a chance against Candy.
She was simply to fast and agile for the big man to handle. And much
stronger then he ever thought a girl her size could be. She quickly
pinned his arms to the ground with her knees, despite his feeble effort
to stop her. Then she reached back and grabbed his legs, and pulled them
up until his toes were resting beside his head. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME
YOU CRAZY DYKE BITCH!" The big man screamed at her.

"Naughty, naughty," she said to the pinned and helpless big man. "I can
see I'm going to have to stuff that mouth of yours with something." She
pushed his feet together just above his head, until she could hold both
legs with one arm. Then she ripped off his shoes and removed his socks.
"Open wide and say AHHHHH!" She said as she smiled. He tried to move his
head back and forth to stop her, but there wasn't much room between her
legs. "OK, we'll do it the hard way." "WHAM!" She drove the heel of her
hand down on his nose. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHH!" He opened his mouth and
screamed, as his eyes watered up from the pain. Candy quickly shoved his
sock in his mouth as deep as she could. "There we are pansy ass, nice and
quiet."

With Ray's buddies pinned to the ground and helpless by her friends, Pam
decided to let Ray up. "OK, Ray. We can resume our little discussion
without any interference from your friends. So get your ass up so I can
continue your lesson in respect." Ray had heard his buddies screaming,
but with his face smothered by her bare foot, he couldn't see what had
transpired. As unbelievable as it seemed, his older, bigger, and more
muscular buddies, were pinned in inescapable holds by her half naked
girlfriends. All he could think was, his eyes were playing tricks on him.

"I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I've had enough of this
shit. I wasn't going to hurt you in the beginning short stuff, just show
you your place. But you changed all of that when you shoved my face down
on your disgusting foot. Now I'm going to shove that foot up your ass."
"I can't believe you didn't like my foot in your face Raymond. That
really upsets me. I think I have cute and sexy feet." She replied
smiling. "Maybe you were seeing them from the wrong angle. I'll give you
another chance later, to see if you've changed your mind."

Ray leaped at her, and tried to get her in a head lock to drag her down.
Pam ducked under his arm and hooked it with hers. She turned her hip into
him an d he went flying over her, to land face and stomach first on the
ground. "SLAM!" He was dazed again, and unable to stop her from doing as
she wished. She grabbed him by the hair and hauled him up to his knees.
Then she pushed his upper body back and planted her foot on his chest
just below his throat, to hold him there. She leaned over and looked in
his pained filled eyes, and smiled.

"You always seem to be on the ground and in trouble, you little pussy."
"SLAP!".."SLAP!".. She slapped his face and then back handed him with
about half of her power. He was struggling to remove her foot from his
chest, but it was a useless waste of his time and energy. She raised her
foot and rubbed it in his face, before stepping away. He got to his feet
screaming. "I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT YOU LITTLE DYKE BITCH!" "You haven't
carried out any of your threats so far wimp, so why waste your breath
making them?"

The crazed young man lost his head and charged her again like a
stampeding buffalo. The right side of his face was met by a spinning back
kick.."WHAM!".. and sent him sprawling to the ground completely out of
control. His face hit the ground first, and he skidded for a few feet
before coming to a stop. His nose hurt like hell, and he was spitting and
sputtering, trying to get grass out of his mouth. Pam was laughing her
head off. She threw her hands down like an umpire, and screamed, "SAFE!"
Then she burst out laughing again. Ray was thoroughly pissed.

She had just kicked him, so he thought turn about was fair play. He
stepped up and tried to kick her as hard as he could. Pam stepped to her
left cau sing him to miss, and grabbed his leg. He was hopping around
trying to keep his balance, as she grinned at his predicament. She
quickly threw his leg up a little higher, and spun her body as she
crouched down. Her right leg caught him just above his left heel, and
sent him down hard. "SLAM!" "BAM!" His back hit the ground, and then his
head. He was at her mercy again.

Pam flipped him over to his stomach and straddled his prone body facing
his feet. She bent his legs at the knees and stuffed a foot behind each
shoulder. Then she leaned back and applied power to her Boston Crab. Ray
was screaming like a banshee. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" "That hurts doesn't
it, you pathetic little weakling? I can't believe I let you bully me all
those years. You're just a wimp. Now scream for me again you little
sissy. She got her wish. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Good boy Ray, you're
learning. And I'm having fun teaching you."

She cranked his legs one more time for effect, and was rewarded with
another painful scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" "I really like hearing you
scream, pansy ass. Especially, since I'm the one making you do it." Pam
dropped his legs and stepped away from him with a large grin covering her
pretty face. Ray lie there for a bit, afraid she might have sprained his
legs. "I want to work on my tan Ray, and you're burning daylight. So get
your ass up, so I can finish showing you who's the strongest around here
now." Ray struggled to his feet.

Ray faced his little sister, and began to worry about the outcome of this
battle of the sexes. She was smiling and seem to be as fresh as a daisy,
while he hurt all over and was standing on wobbly legs. It was
inconceivable that he could lose a fight with Pam, but so far things had
easily gone her way. He would never be able to look her in the face
again, if he lost this battle. With renewed determination, he advanced on
her to stop that from happening.

He was trying to decide how to attack, when Pam took that decision out of
his hands. She grabbed his left hand and jerked him toward her, while
spinning his body around. When his back was to her, she wrenched his arm
up his back in a hammerlock. Taking hold of his right wrist with her
right hand, she bent his arm up and over the back of his neck. With both
of his arms under her control and him slightly bent over to ease the
pain, she began spinning him in circles.

After building up enough momentum and having him slightly off balance,
she released him. Ray stumbled forward at a fast pace and out of control.
He landed hard on his face and stomach, and again skidded a few feet
before stopping. While he was busy trying to spit out the grass and dirt,
Pam grabbed his arms and placed her foot in the middle of his back. She
smiled as she held him in the surf board and listened to his screams.
"AARRGGHHHHHHHHHH!" "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Pam dropped his right arm and picked up his right leg. The bow and arrow
hold, caused as much pain as the surf board had. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Ray screamed again. When Pam released her hold on him, Ray lie there
whimpering. His entire body felt like he had b een ran over by a speeding
car. She stood by his head, and looked down at the pathetic lump of clay
she had molded to suit her. Ray was finished, and she knew it. Time to
add the final touch.

His attempt to stop her was pitiful. She had completely sapped the
strength from his athletic muscular body, and he had little left to fight
her off. Pam put both of his arms on his back in a double hammerlock, and
sat on them facing his feet to hold them in place. She leaned down and
grabbed his ankles, and crossed one foot over the other. Holding on to
the outside foot with her left hand, she leaned back and wrapped her
right hand around his forehead.

"It's time for you to beg Ray, and acknowledge that I am the better
fighter and the strongest sibling in the family. Don't be to long in
opening your mouth, or I might do permanent damage to your back and neck.
So beg fast and loud." Pam started bending the poor man in half, in the
wrong direction. He screamed out his submission the second the pain hit
his already pain wracked body. "I...GIVE...UP...I...GIVE...UP!
PLEASE...PAM...LET...ME...GO...LET...ME...GO!
YOU...WIN...YOU...WIN...YOU...WIN! I...GIVE...UP!"

Pam turned him loose and rose to her feet. Ray was lying there crying his
eyes out, as shame spread over him like a blanket. She grasped a hand
full of his hair and placed her right foot under his mouth. "Kiss my foot
Ray, or I'll continue hurting you until you do." He gently kissed her
soft, smooth skinned foot and toes, like he was in love. Fear of the
dominate female warrior that used to be the object of his bullying,
overcame the disgusting feeling of his lips on her bare feet. He was much
to afraid to disobey.

Satisfied that she owned him now, Pam let him stop degrading himself.
Both of her bare feet had been well covered by his kisses by then. As he
lie there crying, she looked over to see how her friends were fairing
with their opponents. She laughed out loud at the scene in front of her.
The other three girls had reduced their men to sniveling cowards and
sobbing wimps also. And they were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Shirley was alternating squeezes between her legs around Darren's middle,
and his head and arm. He would scream when she applied power to her
scissors, and before he could relax when she let up, his arm would be
twisted and his head squeezed in her upside down headlock. He was crying
loudly and begging her to let him up. Shirley was giggling like a young
school girl, and her pretty face was glowing with pride.

Candy still had Phil pinned to the ground, and was slapping him in the
face with his sock. He was trying to plead with her to set him free, but
his words were garbled by his other sock that was stuffed in his mouth.
He was squalling like a baby, while Candy tormented and humiliated the
beaten man. Her pretty face was lit up, as she smiled and made fun of
him.

Kelly still had Monty tied up in knots. The poor man was bawling his head
off, and pleading with her to stop hurting and humiliating him. Kelly
laughed, as she pushed his face into his crotch, and vigorously moved his
head from side to side. The pretty young lady was having a ball torturing
him, while ignoring his crying and pleas for mercy.

Pam gave her friends the sign, so they released their sobbing, humiliated
victims and dragged them over to where Ray lie. The men were forced to
kiss the feet of their conquering female fighters, and apologize for
their behavior. They obeyed without question. The fight and courage had
been beaten out of them. Their will and spirit, no longer existed.

Pam's parents returned a little later, and her Mother stepped out the
door to tell them dinner would be ready shortly. She stopped dead in her
tracks, and stared at the scene in front of her. The four College men
were on their knees, painting the toe nails of the girls. "My Lord.
That's a sight I never dreamed I would see in my life time." Her Mother
said. Thinking quickly, Pam came up with an excuse.

"The guys wanted us to play flag football with them Mom, and we agreed to
play if they would paint our nails." "You can't play football with those
young men Pamela, their much to big and strong. One or more of you would
get hurt for sure. I forbid it." The girls looked at each other and
smiled. "OK Mom, we'll find some other way to pay them back for painting
our nails." "Thank you. I'm relieved you've come to your senses."
"Raymond, you should have know better then to try and get your sister and
her frien ds to play such a rough game with you young men."

Ray sheepishly looked at his Mother and apologized. "I'm sorry Mother. I
don't know what I was thinking." That's when the woman noticed her son
and his friends all had red and watery eyes. "Why do all of you young men
have such red looking eyes? Do all of you have allergies or something?"
Pam quickly came up with another excuse. "No Mother. One of the guys told
a joke, and they all laughed so hard they cried. They wouldn't tell it to
us though, so it must not have been appropriate."

"Well I'm certainly glad of that." The woman responded. "It was nice of
them to respect you girls enough to keep it from you." "Oh they respect
us Mother. More then you know." Pam replied as she the girls giggled. Her
Mother looked at her questionably, but let the matter drop. "Well, I just
wanted to inform you all that dinner will be ready soon. I'll call you
when it's time." "OK Mom, we'll be here."

The woman went back inside, and Pam turned to her brother and his
friends. "You four can go do what ever you want when you finish with our
nails. But we will need you after dinner, so don't stray to far. After
spending all day in the pool and the sun, our hair will need a good
brushing. And you four are elected." "IS THAT CLEAR BOYS?" They nodded
their heads yes, because they were afraid their voices would crack if
they spoke. "Good boys, now run along until after dinner. And don't make
us hunt you down."

The four men jumped to their feet and beat a hasty retreat. "You know, I
rather enjoy having a slave to order around." Shirley said smiling. "Me
too." Kelly agreed. "It makes me feel like a princess." "It makes me feel
strong and powerful." Candy chimed in. "And I like that feeling a lot."
She said as she flipped her blond hair. "Then it's unanimous girls." Pam
added. "Making Ray my slave is the best way I can think of to make him
atone for all those years he bullied me. And boy is he going to pay."

The four girls put their heads together and made plans for their newly
acquired slaves. The four large, muscular College men were definitely not
going to like what they came up with. But being the weaker sex had it's
draw backs. And the four sixteen year old girls had easily proved to
them, which sex was the weakest. So like it or not, they had no choice
but to obey. The dominate females would make sure of that.