Caught Peeping 
by Ibfeysaat

(Questions and comments to Ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

It started so innocently. The boxing ring was in use. A beautiful sexy
young woman was sparring with her trainer. Women who can take care of
little problems, well, they turn me on. Sometimes, I get caught and beaten
up by the conquering heroes. He was yelling instructions which she followed
perfectly. She was small but quick, strong, and fearless. Jab, jab, jab,
pivot left, double right hook to the body etc. She was new. I hadn't seen
her before. She was fairly short, maybe about 5 foot 4. She couldn't have
weighed more than 120 or 125 pounds. She was perspiring freely. But her
movements were so lovely, as if she was floating. And then a quick shoulder
roll and left right left. I was mesmerized. She went to town during her
blockbuster finish. Right after she finished her eyes caught mine for an
instant. At least I thought they did.

5 minutes later I was walking home when I felt a hand grabbing my shoulder
and pulling my back. Apparently, she had something to say. Unfortunately,
it was that girl who I watched boxing. Immediately, I was scared. My
history suggested that I was about to get beaten up again by a girl. I just
wanted to get home and rub one out.  You know. "What do you want?" I
nervously inquired.

"I saw the way you gazed at me. You want me to beat you up. You're scared.
You should be. I am going to hurt you, badly. But you want me to. I can
tell cause you have got a boner." And just like that she took a firm grip
on my jolly Roger which was standing up in fear, protest, and her blatant
disregard for social customs. "I knew it. You're as hard as a rock. I'm
certain that I am not going to be the first girl to beat you up am I?" I
just shook my head no. "No I'm not. Go on sissy bitch, ask me nicely to
beat you up and dominate you. You know that I'm going to one way or
another, so if you beg me sweetly, I might have just a little mercy on your
soul. Go on bitch boy, beg me to beat you up!" Sadly, that's exactly what I
did. I even got down on my knees and kissed her feet. She giggled like a
schoolgirl and said that it was time.

Turns out that she lived a block away. We went into her house and down to
the basement where she had a full sized boxing ring. It turns out that her
mother likes to beat up her father and this is where it happens. She asked
me how I wanted to get beaten up. By MMA gloves or should she use boxing
gloves. And she quickly announced that we were going to box. The padding in
the gloves was going to save me or something. I really wasn't listening. My
mind was picturing her beating the shit out of me and my boner was
twitching. She gave me a pair of gloves and a mouthpiece. She told me to
lose the shirt. She was reworking up another lather as she shadow boxed in
an effort to terrorize me. It was working.

"Oh, by the way, my name is Jessie. What's yours?"

Hi Jessie, I am Donald Jr. But you can call me Junior or anything else you
like. Please have mercy on me. A moment later she was ready to start.
Actually she had something to say first. Boy, was she on the money.

"Are you going to cry? I haven't even beaten you up yet and you look like
you're going to cry. Meanwhile, you're wearing a boner that's fixing to
pop. I got to tell you, I am super excited. You even asked me nicely to
beat you up. Try not to cum in your panties sissy bitch. Are you ready to
cry? Let's go!"

And with that, she let me have it. Jessie tagged me with a multitude of
lefts and rights. She was so quick. Wherever I tried to defend, she just
punched me elsewhere. Harder shots to the body followed up by softer
strikes to my face. She was having a ball. Soon, I began to taste a little
blood. She led me around on a string attacking my weaknesses. I tried to
hit her but she either blocked me or laughed upon impact. She was playing
with me. She was dominating me. She was humiliating me. Of course I was
getting frustrated and the pain was escalating. Soon, I began pleading for
mercy. But she was having too much fun beating my defenseless carcass and
talking shit. Naturally, I began sniveling with tears forming in my eyes. A
big punch to my nose made me start crying openly.

"Aaaaw, are you cryyyying? Ooh, that's hot. Cry for me and beg me for
mercy." Bam bam bam. She was humiliating me so badly. She was laughing and
I was crying harder and harder. "Pleeeze pleeze pleeeeeeze have a little
mercy. You're going to kill me. I'm sorry. You win. I will do anything that
you wish. Pleeeze!" Jessie cracked me in the face with a left right left
and down I went. "Whyyyy did you do that?"

"Look at yourself, crying like a baby and sporting a boner to beat the
band. I'm going to strip you naked. And stop your bawling." Next thing I
knew, Jessie put her foot on my chest and unceremoniously ripped off my
pants and undies. My boner was a silly reminder that the dark side of me
was loving the sadistic beating that she was inflicting upon yours truly.
"Get up crybaby. I'm going to beat the cum out of you!"

Up I went to more of a beating. Lefts and rights were killing me. I was
crying hysterically and screaming for mercy but she just laughed and said
that my crying just turned her on. Then she told me to "shut the fuck up."
Trapped in the corner with nowhere to hide she bashed my guts to mush. As I
bent over to protect my innards Jessie unleashed a left uppercut which
rattled my brain and straightened me up and knocked me goofy. She was
already turning into me with a full fledged right hook which turned out the
lights. My face hit the floor as I was out cold.

And then I felt like a rocket blasting off. I must be dreaming. But I feel
like a firecracker burning up and shooting for the moon. Then suddenly a
flash of bright white light and a star shaped fireworks fading into the
sky. Then another lesser explosion and 18 strands of the flashing lights
which came gently to the earth flaming out and back to sleep I was. I was
now laying in the lap of Jessie and she was ladeling a warm but bad tasting
cream of wheat. Or maybe oatmeal. I didn't like it. And then I heard Jessie
giggling like a schoolgirl with her fingers in my mouth. As I opened my
eyes, she laughed and said that I came like a champ all over myself when
she knocked me out. She couldn't let my load go to waste, so she scooped it
up in her fingers and fed a sleeping me my load. How humiliating. "Please
stop that. I'm sorry. I will do anything that you wish, but please stop
making me eat up my sad load.

Jessie said "that's what I have been waiting for. You're going to suck my
cunt. You are going to eat me out and you fucking better do it right or I
will kill you and you know I can do it. Eat me. Eat my hairy stinky sweaty
cunt! I just won the trifecta. First, I made you cry like a baby. Second, I
knocked you out cold. I mean you were out for almost a minute. And third
and the best part, you came like a 14 year old virgin. I mean that was
really quite a load for such a shrimp dick. Now, eat me out to earn your
freedom." As my eyes cleared I noticed that she was now naked as a jaybird.
She climbed atop me and pinned my arms with her knees and brought her
pungent twat into my face. She wreaked of sweat and the tangy taste of
impending pleasure. Her bush was black, full, and exciting and it covered
my sight lines. She smothered me under her dampening cunt. She ground me
back and forth and I was struggling for breath. Uh-oh, this is going
downhill rapidly. My girl was chirping. "C'mon pussy boy, you can do better
than that. Eat my dripping cunt like you like it. Show me some enthusiasm.
Yaaa, that's more like it. Mmmmmm, oh keep doing that. Lick my clit you
idiot. Mmmmmm, there you go. Keep doing that. Oh God if you keep this up,
you're gonna make me cum. Oh God, oh God, oh GOD! You're going to make me
cum in your mouth loser. Oh fuck I'm CUUUUMMING!" If I thought that my
penance had been served, I was wrong. She facefucked me silly for the next
15 minutes. Jessie was insatiable. Afterwards, she raped me violently
telling me that if I came inside her, I would pay dearly for it. I did and
guess what. Yep, she did too! Only, this time she knocked me out with her
bare fists.

When I began to be aware of where I was, I felt a warm hand gently tugging
on my boner. I tasted blood in my mouth and frankly, I was scared to open
my eyes. So I decided to enjoy her digital manipulation of my cock. She
seemed to realize that I was awakening and began to speak.

"Oh good, I was beginning to worry that I killed you. You didn't move a
muscle. You just laid there."

She let go of my dick at this point. "Oh good, I was beginning to worry
that I killed you. You didn't move a muscle. You just laid there. So listen
up, you have 2 weeks to recover. In exactly 2 weeks we are going to have a
rematch. Guess what? I'm going to beat you up again." At this point my dick
which was just standing there, began to twitch.

"Oh good, I was beginning to worry that I killed you. You didn't move a
muscle. You just laid there. So listen up, you have 2 weeks to recover. In
exactly 2 weeks we are going to have a rematch. Guess what? I'm going to
beat you up again. You know it. I know it. You deserve it. And judging by
your twitching boner, you are looking forward to it. After I knock you out,
I am going to rape you with a big black strap on. Well, lookie here, you
just came again so I guess you'll be ready."

Untouched, I blew out a load. The first rope landed on my face covering me
from lip to eye. After that, I just started shooting every which way like a
drunken sailor. A wet wash rag landed on my chest with the instructions to
"clean up your mess and then get the fuck out of here. I am going to wash
your stench off of me."

Yikes!