MY BIG SISTER JOANNA GOES OUT ON HER FIRST MISSION TO DEAL WITH A RESTAURANT OWNER
by Hamlet



Joanna my Big Sister lay in bed having an almighty orgasm as She remembered so
clearly the fight from the day before when She had gone out with Our Mother
Yvonne and Friend Michelle on a Debt Collection Mission. She remembered coming
to the assistance of Her Mother as She had instantly twisted Her body bringing
Her right fist up catching the man in the chin. She had also ran towards ran
towards Big Jim a leading gangster shouting at him

'Come on arsehole I want you to feel My fists too!'

She had turned with Her fist clenched and gutted Big Joe. Before he could
react She had uppercut him, causing him to stagger, but only a little bit.
Twirling around as fast as She could, She had then hooked Les another gangster
who was next to him, Her fist landed near his mouth causing his lips to split
open.

Her right fist had then landed into Big Joe's left eye. He covered his eye
with tears mixed with blood running down his cheeks. A left jab then closed
his right eye as he drew back to throw a punch which barely missed Her because
She had knocked him off balance with the last blow.

She remembered turning again to Big Joe as She felt wet between the legs at
the very thought of it.

"Come on, big man, let's get this over with. I think your boys have had enough
from My Mother My Friend and Me, so now it is you and Me. One of us is going
home and the other are going to the hospital tonight!"

'Beat the shit out of him Darling show no mercy! 'shouted Yvonne Her Mother
enjoying every second of it.

Big Joe was not really a good fighter, he was too fat and slow, but he carried
a moderately heavy blow. Yvonne remembered getting hit by him seven months
ago. Her body had rolled on the floor several times. As a matter of fact that
was really why She gave him that scar on his face after giving him a good
beating?

Joanna had waited for Big Joe to make his move. He approached Her swinging at
Her with his big fist. She had managed to get out of his way. He followed Her
as She backed away from him while he swung wildly in the air. She dodged and
ducked his advances giving Her time to get my second wind.

Before he knew it, She had stopped ducking and backing away. As he drew back
his fist hoping to execute a hook, She had slammed Her fist into his belly.
Over and over again She had hammered Her strong fist into his flabby belly.
His knees appeared to be getting weak. She remembered blasting Her fist into
his belly, and he began puking up blood and saliva, which rained from his
mouth and his nose.

She had continued to punish his fat gut, with Her hard fist. She had then
placed Her left hand on his shoulder pushing him into position. She had come
upward with a powerful uppercut causing his head to spring back. Quicker then
lightning, She came around with a right belly punch. It brought his head
downward enough for Her left hook to make contact.

His face had spun to his left as teeth and blood was expelled from his mouth.
She was fast enough to punch him in his left jaw again with a right cross then
a left to his belly again with all the strength She had left.

He had dropped to the floor as he folded into a fetal position with a little
movement, then nothing, he laid there motionless. It was very quiet and so
still you could hear a pin drop!

Yvonne had congratulated Her and Her lifelong Black friend Michelle saying

'That was a wonderful job Girls! You will both be great Debt Collectors and
fighters when You leave college'

'I loved that Mother-beating people up are so much better than college work!
said Joanna

Joanna woke up the next morning and after ordering me Her 'weedy wimpy
brother' to get up make breakfast and clean Her room my room .I could not way
for the holidays to end and I could start at university so that the beatings
from my Mother and the frequent Tease and Torment Sessions (TTS) from Joanna
and Michelle could end at last!

She had approached Mother saying.

'Mother when I leave university I really want to be a Debt Enforcer just like
you. You know I love bodybuilding. I wish I could be a world class bodybuilder
just like You! Ever since I was 17 I have had a burning desire to be a
bodybuilder and it's what I want to do with My life!

'It's so exciting collecting debts and using My bodybuilding strength to beat
the shit out of some arsehole who won't pay up. I really enjoyed fighting last
night and I'm so desperate for another fight! I can't sleep at night thinking
about it!'

'I think You would be an excellent Debit Collector Darling! I have a case for
You to go on Your own without Me or Michelle. It involves the owner of a Greek
restaurant Stavros Theodorakis who owns a restaurant called the Taverna
Cypriana in Ilford.'

'It all started when he needed money to make a payment to keep the bank from
foreclosing on his business. .He needed needed £10000 to make the payment. He
had 20000 due the next week from one of his biggest customers, but the bank
would not give him an extension. '

'My Friend from HBOS (Halifax Bank of Scotland) Amy had visited him and had
arranged a loan. She was very tough with him as She is a Debt Enforcer
Herself. She told him the money was due in two weeks with 15% interest. The
interest went up every day afterwards that the money was late. '

"You aren't going to be late with this are you Stavros? There will be trouble
if you are!" She told him as She had arranged the loan. He assured Her that he
would not. 15% is a lot of interest, but it was the only way he could keep the
business going.'

'Two weeks passed and he had not been able to raise the money to repay the
loan. . A month has gone by, and he still had not been able to pay the bank.
Amy and I are ready to go around to the restaurant and collect 15000 pounds
and close the restaurant if necessary. I want You to go round and force him to
pay .don't worry I will be nearby in the car if you want any help and Amy will
be with Me.'

Stavros was sitting at the bar in the restaurant. When Joanna walked in all
heads turned. The first thing he noticed was Her dazzling blonde hair and Her
glamorous looks. She was tall and gorgeous. Her skin was so bronzed and Her
body rippled with muscles. She was wearing black leather trousers calf length
boots fingerless, black leather gloves and a blue leather jacket over a tee
shirt. The blue of the jacket matched the blue of her eyes. It was not until
She was standing at the bar that he realized how big She was. Not fat, just a
large, muscular sexy beautiful woman. . She smiled at him and he almost fell
off the barstool She sat down next to him and said,

"Would you buy a girl a drink, honey?"

She proved easy to talk to, and after about three drinks, She leaned over and
gave him a long, lingering kiss on the cheek.

. "I like you, cutie. Do you have somewhere we can go that is a little more
private?" She whispered in the ear.

"MMMMMy PPPPlace," he managed to get out.

"Give Me your address, I'll meet you there," She said. He wrote his address
down on a cocktail napkin and gave it to Her.

"I'll see you there in half an hour," She half whispered in Her lovely voice.
He rushed to his car and raced home. He found a good bottle of Greek red wine,
and put music on the stereo.

There was a knock on the door. She was right on time. When he opened the door,
She greeted him with another long kiss, this time Her tongue forced its way
into his mouth, and Her hand, reached down and lightly caressed his rapidly
growing crotch.

"Let's not rush things," She said.

"We have all night. You don't have anything else to do tonight, do you? Is
anyone expecting you?"

At the time he did not understand the significance of Her questions but he

answered no to them anxiously.

"You get us something to drink, and I'll get comfortable."

He went to the kitchen to pour the wine. When he returned to the living room,
She had removed Her leather jacket. When he saw Her body he was amazed at how
muscular it was

. "Do women with muscles turn you off?" She asked with a smile on Her face.

"I think they make us sexier."

With that She playfully flexed Her right bicep. A ball sized hump of muscle
sprang to life.

"Feel it," She almost commanded. He did and it was not only huge, it was hard
as steel. What a contrast to his own flabby feeble arms!

"I guess it is a turn off for you after all," She commented looking at his
crotch where his erection had started to grow from Her first flex. She picked
up Her wine glass and took a sip.

"Why don't we go to the bedroom and have some fun?"

Thinking back, he should have known that there had to be something wrong.
Women like my Big Sister Joanna just don't pick up men like him. He was
probably twenty years older than Her, much shorter and smaller but overweight
and out of shape. At that time his cock was thinking for him, so he did not
see the reality.

In the bedroom She slowly removed Her clothes. He just sat and marveled at
Her. That exquisite face topped a mind-blowing body. Her breasts were huge and
stuck out from Her muscled chest. Her shoulders were mounds of muscle. He
could see every single indentation in the musculature of Her waist. Her legs
were large and beautifully formed. Muscles leaped out from Her thighs when She
moved. She was one of those few women whose bodies actually looked better
without clothes.

She then started to undress him, all the while nibbling on his ears. He almost
came early when She stuck Her tongue in his ear. Finally they were both naked.
He started to roll Her over on Her back when She growled

"I want to be on top. All you have to do is sit back and enjoy the ride."

She then grabbed his cock in Her leather gloved hand.

She started to move.

Slowly She increased the speed on Her movement. . He had never experienced
such sensations in his life. He had to fight to hold on until She yelled
"NOW!"

Then he exploded in a torrent of booing spunk all over Her gloved hand.

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!

She then grabbed his testicles and twisted them right round.The pain was
appalling.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

She was really preparing for what was to come later as She whispered in his
ear.

'You have to take the rough with the smooth Stavros!' I hope you enjoyed
that!" She said as he lay there on the bed. They were both exhausted, or so he
thought.

She got up and went into the bathroom. When She came out, She said

"Go in there and clean yourself up. I have something else in mind for the rest
of the night"

He rushed in to do exactly that. When he came out he sat on the edge of the
bed. He saw that She had gone to the kitchen and got one glass of wine . "I
promise you that you won't need this, but I will. Here, put your tee shirt
on,"

She tossed the shirt to him

"Let's go in the living room. We need a lot more room for what is coming
next."

While She was saying this She had been pulling him off the bed and took his
hand in Hers and led him toward the living room. As they walked he wondered
what the hell She was talking about. However after what he had just
experienced he would follow Her anywhere. He was also again surprised by Her
beauty and size. Her hand was larger than his, Her shoulders, legs and
especially and Her arms were far larger. She had huge hard slabs of muscle
everywhere. He was even about three inches shorter than Her.

Then they reached the living room. He noticed that when She had gone to get
the wine bottle; She had also moved some of the furniture. It was all pushed
to one side against a wall. He asked Her why She had done that.

"We need a lot of room for what we are going to do next, and besides I don't
want to get blood all over your nice furniture." She replied.

Now he was really puzzled by what She was getting at but excited at the same
time. His dick began to get hard and swell at the thought of having Her again
on the living room floor She glided over to a bookcase and moved two crystal
vases.

"We can't have anything happening to these." She placed them in the kitchen.

Her big, hard body moved back to where he was standing.

"It's time for the next phase in our relationship.'

ARE YOU READY TO BEGIN?'

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