Having intimidated Mom with her dirty tactics, and greater fighting experience, Selma 'bitch-slapped' my poor Mother until Mom's eyes crossed.

Selma didn't lose any time taking advantage of Mom's confusion. She grabbed her arm and painfully twisted it behind her back.

Mom yelled and screamed, but she couldn't break loose.

Selma forced Mom known on her knees, then she grabbed her other arm.

Holding on to Mom's arms, Selma bent her backward with her knee in the small of Mom's back, so she could bend it even further and more painfully. Mom screamed and screamed. I felt sick seeing my Mom losing the fight and hurt so badly. I never thought before she could lose a fight, she was so big and strong.

Mom begged Selma to stop, but that just made Selma pulled harder.

When Selma finally let go, Mom fell on the ground, still screaming.

Mom crouched on the ground moaning at the pain. She was holding her back and seemed paralyzed.

Selma contemptuously kicked Mom in the butt, until she flattened her.

Once she kicked Mom down on her belly, Selma jumped on her back.

Sitting astride Mom's back, Selma pulled on her hair, bending her hurt back again.

Then Selma started smashing Mom's face down into the dirt.

Mom tried to roll over and throw Selma off, but Selma wrapped her legs around Mom's waist in a scissors hold.

Mom was on her back and Selma had her trapped. As hard as she struggled, she couldn't get loose. Our nasty neighbor took advantage of Mom's helplessness to peel her bikini off, while Mom screamed indignantly.

Being helpless must have been bad enough for a proud woman like Mom, but being stripped naked was the final straw; Mom began snuffling, almost as loud as I was, when Brian was beating me up.

Once she tore Mom's swim suit off, Selma flung it aside and tightened her scissors grip. Mom's big body twisted in agony. She kicked her legs desperately.

As she squeezed Mom like a tube of toothpaste, Selma twisted and pinched her breast. Mom begged her to stop, but Selma wasn't listening.

By now, my poor Mom was balling and screaming like a little girl. I felt sick to hear her in so much pain and humiliation, but I couldn't help getting excited seeing her big, beautiful body naked and helpless like that.

Mom was yelling and crying that she gave up, but Selma must have liked hearing her beg and wouldn't let her go for a while.

It wasn't until Mom almost passed out that Selma finally rolled off her.

Selma wasn't finished with poor Mom, though. She climbed on top of Mom's chest and pinned her muscular arms under her knees. Mom looked up at the bitch, and she looked scared out of her wits.

Selma squirmed around on top of my poor Mother, until she tucked Mom's brawny arms  between her own thighs and calves. Mom couldn't move at all. Selma looked down at my poor sobbing Mother triumphantly, and then suggestively pulled the lower part of her swim suit aside, baring her pussy. The way Mom gagged and choked in disgust, I guess she didn't have any doubt what Selma wanted, but Selma didn't leave her any doubt. I heard her say:

"Where I come from Bitch, when a bimbo like you loses a fight, she pays the penalty!"

Even though she was sobbing out loud, Mom refused to do what Selma wanted, although she sounded really scared saying it. By now, she must have been scared out of her wits to make Selma any madder.

Selma grabbed two handfuls of Mom's blond hair to convince her. Mom must have known by then she didn't have much choice, but she kept shaking her head 'No', only now she was begging and pleading between her sobs, instead of out right refusing. Selma kept jerking on her hair making Mom cry even harder, but she still wouldn't do it. I could see tears rolling down her cheeks.