Moshi 
By Hardie  
A girl beats up and dominates her male cousin 


This story contains sexually explicit material and should be read by adults
only.

My name is Moshi. I am writing this from my aunt's house in the country. I
came here to stay for a couple of weeks and it wasn't long before my cousin
Yokito started his sexist nonsense, including flashing his cock at me, while
his parents were at work. Well, I wasn't having any of that so I challenged
him to a fight. He was a bit startled at first because, at sixteen, he's two
years older than me, quite muscular and about 40 pounds heavier. He couldn't
believe a girl was challenging him to fight but he had to take notice when I
told him I'd tell his parents about him flashing his big cock at me. Then I
said that if he won I'd do anything he wanted during the rest of my stay. He
didn't pay any attention to the other side of the story - what I'd make him do
if I won. Actually it wasn't much of a fight. I've fought boys before, and
never lost yet. In fact I get a great deal of satisfaction from beating them
up, especially boys much larger than me. I just love to prove that girls are
superior! One of the sounds I like best is the thud of a girl's fist into a
boy's hard body, softening him up for the 'kill', and there was plenty of that
to savour as I started to pound my way through Yokito's non existent guard. He
really didn't have a clue! To start with, he tried to grab me in a bear hug. I
couldn't believe my luck. The stupid great lump was actually standing there
with his brawny arms outstretched and his legs wide apart! Of course, I kicked
him in the balls! You should have heard him screech! He just folded up,
hugging himself. I could have finished my overgrown cousin off there and then
by driving my knee into his face, but I didn't want to get blood on my nice
new mini skirt. Also, I wanted to have some fun with him, show him the sort of
beating a girl could dish out, and totally subjugate a strong young man to my
girlish will. So, I caught hold of one of his fingers, pried his hand away
from his aching balls and bent his arm up behind his back. I forced it up
until he begged me to stop, then I pulled his arm down and round, braced my
rather strong female legs and started turning on the spot. My cousin's legs
were scurrying like mad to keep up with his body as I started hauling him
round in a circle. Yipping with delight at the boy's plight, I spun him round
a couple of times then let him go. Arms flailing, he crashed into the wall,
and, before he knew what was happening, I pinned him by the throat with one
hand and started smashing his stomach muscles to a pulp with my other fist. It
must have looked something to see a large muscular male being beaten up by a
little schoolgirl! He was half unconscious, sobbing weakly when I let him go.
As he doubled up, groaning, over his shattered stomach, I put him in a
headlock and ran him round the garden until he stumbled and fell, bringing me
down in the process. Of course I was up in a flash and caught him with a great
kick in the ribs as he tried to get up too. The poor boy flopped back,
spread-eagled on the lawn, completely at my mercy. I dropped onto his drum
like chest, driving the air from his lungs. I got his nose between my thumb
and forefinger and wiggled his head back and forwards, taunting him. "Fancy
being beaten so easily by a girl! You're better at flashing your cock at girls
than you are at fighting them, cousin. You'd better give in, or would you like
more punishment from a girl?" He swore at me, and said he'd never give in to a
girl and that he'd 'get' me later! Well, I'd heard that from other boys I'd
beaten up, but none of them had ever plucked up the courage to fight me again.
I made sure of that by smashing all the fight out of them before I let them
go! I reached behind me and grasped Yokito's balls. I squeezed. He screamed. I
squeezed again. He gave in! The first thing I made him do was take off his
clothes. He'd been quite bold when he flashed me before. Funny how he now
became so embarrassed when he was lying naked at my feet. In fact he was
actually sobbing! It is so good when it gets to this stage, when a boy is so
terrified of the girl who has conquered him that he is helpless, with no will
to fight left in his mighty male body. I made him look up at me, and he must
have liked what he saw. I have really good shapely, tanned legs and thighs and
he certainly had a good view of them as I tweaked his balls with my foot. His
cock rose majestically, standing up like a quivering pole. I settled myself on
top of him, my neat little bum on his chest, and took his swollen cock between
my knees. A couple of rubs was all it needed. His body tautened with desire,
then spasmed as he shot his load, his cock pumping like a kid's water pistol.
"Oh dear," I admonished. I turned over so that I was astride his body again. I
held him by the chin. "That's very naughty!" I said. "I'm going to have to
punish you for shooting off like that. Do you like being punished by a girl?"
"N-no!" he sobbed. This was wonderful. I had a large boy stripped naked, in
tears and terrified of what I was going to do to him. I reached behind me to
squeeze his balls and found, much to my surprise and delight, that he'd got
himself another hard-on! "I think you do like being punished by a little
girl." I tweaked his swollen cock. "And I'm a little girl who likes to punish
big, bad boys like you!" I stood up and made him get up too. He towered over
me, even with his head hung in defeat. I stood in front of him, legs astride,
hands on hips, my little 'tomboy in command' mode! "Get back against the
wall," I ordered. I closed in, swinging my hips a bit to accentuate my
femininity, emphasising the fact it was a girl who was humiliating him. I
pushed his cock back towards his stomach with one hand, leaving his large,
tautened balls completely exposed. I closed my other fist and smashed it
mercilessly into his big, boy's balls. He folded over with a terrible scream
of male anguish, but I wasn't finished with him yet. I've found that boys can
take a lot more punishment from us girls than they think they can! "Get your
hands away! Stand up straight!" I barked. You should have seen him trying to
straighten up and, at the same time, protect his balls without using his
hands! I sidled sinuously up to him, looked deep into his pleading eyes,
cupped his balls and applied a bit of pressure. He was crying uncontrollably
now, each sob wracking his beautifully muscled male body. He made no attempt
to fight me. I had knocked all the aggression out of my big, hunk of a cousin.
I, the frail little girl, was in control of the large, powerful boy. I smashed
my fist into his balls again and stepped back as his huge body folded over and
collapsed to the ground. Showing no mercy, I kicked him several times in the
ribs and made him crawl across the lawn, smacking his buttocks with the palm
of my hand as he went. I made him put his forehead on the lawn and stick his
rump in the air while I laid into him with one of his own trainers. Then I
made him lie flat on his back, legs astride, arms splayed, while I stood over
him and slowly removed my soft cotton knickers. I sat down by my victim's head
and propped it on my thigh so I could look into the defeated boy's tear
stained face as I taunted him. "Now, my big strong boy cousin," I mocked,
"have a little sniff of my little girl panties. There's a good boy." I rubbed
his nose into the material. "Now open wide. I'm going to let you suck them!
Aren't you the lucky boy being allowed to suck a girl's knickers!" His lovely
big chest was heaving as he sobbed with shame at his degradation. He didn't
like being made to suck my sweaty knickers but he was too scared of me to
fight any more. Once more I had defeated a bigger, older boy and subjugated
him to my will. I sat on his face, rubbing my naked pussy over his nose and
mouth, like I was marking a territory. At the same time I grasped hold of his
balls. "Now, cousin; big, boy cousin; big boy beaten up by a girl cousin," I
teased, "I want you to lick me until I tell you to stop while I just squeeze
your nice big boy balls a little bit!" Well, he did as I told him, of course,
and I really enjoyed his doing it. My cousin's poor body jerked around a bit
as I squeezed his balls quit hard when I got excited, but there you go. Where
the idea that girls are the gentle sex came from I do not know. Once we get a
boy by the balls we don't let go until our victim is begging us to stop! And
he begged all right! He cried his eyes out. My large, muscular, male cousin,
begging me, a slip of a girl, to stop hurting him. It was multiple
orgasmically wonderful! For the rest of my stay, I'm afraid my cousin didn't
have a lot of fun. He was too ashamed to tell his parents how I'd beaten him
up, then degraded him sexually. And, as soon as they went to work each day I
made him strip naked and do all the chores. I helped him along with lots of
kicks when he was kneeling down to clean floors, and with plenty of ball
squeezing when he was stretching up to clean high places with his little
feather duster! It was such fun! And most of the time he went around with his
cock sticking out like a cannon. When he made a mistake, which was often, I
pinned his large, trembling, naked body against the wall, made him look me in
the eye and punched him till his knees buckled and he collapsed to the floor.
Even then his cock mostly remained hard, like he was permanently in erection
because a girl was dominating and beating up on him. And every day I finished
him off by making him lick me out while I squeezed his balls. On the Friday,
the day before I was due to leave, I called into his bedroom. He lay there
sweating with fear at what I was going to do to him, but all I said was,
"Tomorrow my little sisters arrive. You'd better behave yourself young man!
They're even worse bullies than I am!"