Lamb to a Slaughter 
by Ibfeysaat

(Questions and comments to ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

I couldn't stop thinking about it. A fight after school. I have that
trainwreck fascination one gets watching a fight. The good ones are like a
trainwreck for the loser. That sick curious fascination with watching
someone getting beaten up and humiliated and the excitement and rush which
courses through my body consumed me all day. And only 20 more minutes to
wait.

But this one was different. Today the fight was going to be between a
pretty popular cheerleader and a pudgy quiet dweeb. I had no doubt that the
pretty cheerleader was going to win. The thought of it gave me a boner.

I had only seen a girl fight once and it was between 2 girls. It was very
exciting but got broken up before a clear winner could be determined. But I
still found myself drawn to watching and getting sexually aroused by it.

I had seen several fights between 2 boys and always got turned on when one
of them badly outclassed the other. Seeing the loser reduced to tears and
begging for mercy always makes me hard. The thought of a girl being the
winner over a humiliated boy was overwhelming.

I myself had only been in one fight. It was 5th grade and Billy Thomas gave
me a bloody nose and made me say "Uncle." I remember being very humiliated
especially with Katy Peters and Amber Brown watching the whole thing. I had
managed to avoid getting beaten up ever since. I've had a crush on Amber
since 2nd grade.

Nobody knows what led to this, but I have a feeling that Kirsten caused it
and shamed David into fighting her. David slowly walked onto the soccer
field flanked by his only 2 friends. He looked absolutely terrified. He was
white as a ghost and him and his friends looked like lambs being led to a
slaughter. They were.

Kirsten and her cheerleader friends were already there waiting when David
showed up. I saw Amber and said hello to her and she said she was really
looking forward to watching the fight and asked if I was too. I blushed and
admitted that I had a sick fascination in watching Kirsten beat up David.
Apparently Amber did too. She squeezed my hand and led me to a spot to
watch the fight.

Kirsten and her cheerleader friends were wearing their red and black
Falcons cheerleading outfits and Kirsten looked very sexy. David was
wearing jeans and a tshirt which made him look flabby. David walked up to
the smiling cheerleader with her hands on her hips and apologized for
disrespecting her. Kirsten snarled and said it was too late now and he was
going to pay. She then asked him if he was ready to get beaten up and
humiliated by a girl. David began to try and answer her but she was in no
mood for listening to speeches.

She interrupted him and said "shut up" and put up her dukes and moved
toward him. David put up his dukes too but he looked like he really had no
idea what he was doing. He was backing up and she was advancing. And then
she struck. A looping right hand smacked him in the side of the head. It
made a dull thudding sound on impact. Everyone cheered. She kept coming and
threw a left uppercut right into his flabby belly. He emitted a sound of
oof when her hard little fist buried itself into his soft pudgy tummy.
Amber squeezed my hand tightly.

David continued backing away from the vicious hellcat. And the confident
tigress advanced. She wound up and then buried her right fist into his
heaving belly. A louder oof from the wounded boy tickled my ears. Amber
squeezed harder with impact. My other hand was in my pocket caressing my
rock hard boner. Unbeknownst to me, Amber was doing the same thing with her
other hand.

David lowered his hands to try and stop Kirsten from punching him in the
stomach again. So Kristen stepped forward and threw a hard right jab
straight into his nose. David looked like he was getting ready to cry.
Kirsten kept coming and grabbed him by the shoulders and kneed him in the
gut. She brought her leg down and then did it again. As she let go of him
he grabbed his aching belly and Kirsten grabbed his hair and started firing
a rat tat tat combo of right fists into his face. Amber squeezed harder and
said "oh my God she's beating the shit out of him. This is so hot."

After about 10 punches she let go of him to survey the damage she had
caused. He just crumpled to the ground with a bloody nose and a bloody lip.
He paused for a moment and looked around at all of us watching and then
burst into tears. Like a little boy. He just covered his eyes and began to
bawl.

Kristen was beaming. Now she was ready to gloat and really rub it in. "Oh
poor baby. Are you crying? Are you getting beaten up by a girl? We're just
getting started. I'm really gonna hurt you now. You want me to give you
something to cry about?"

Kristen circled the bawling boy and started kicking him. A kick to the side
and then she glided to her left and kicked him again. She pirouetted and
kicked him again. A little dance and the another punt. She was showing off
and literally kicking the shit out of him. And for our entertainment, she
was turning it into a dance routine. Amber was timing her hand squeezes to
coincide with Kristen's strikes. This was also the point where I realized
that Amber was playing with herself too.

Then Kristen kicked him in the face. Everyone groaned upon impact. That
really hurt him and he began screaming and crying even harder. He covered
his face and rolled onto his stomach holding his head and crying. He was no
longer offering any resistance. Kristen grabbed his legs and lifted leaving
David completely defenseless to what she was about to do. She kicked him in
the balls. She pulled back and kicked him dead in the nuts again.

Amber mumbled Oh my God Oh my God oh my God. She closed her eyes and opened
her mouth. She looked like she was ready to cum. I let go of her hand and
put my left hand behind her butt and rubbed.  I moved my hand downwards
until I could feel a dampness in her jeans. Amber closed her legs tightly
trapping my hand against her rapidly heating young pussy.

Kristen was ready to really demonstrate her female supremacy now. She let
go of his legs and sat on the big crybaby. She managed to roll him over
onto his back. She inched up securing his arms under her knees. He was
bloody and beaten and crying and pleading with her not to hurt him anymore.
But Kristen just smiled. A sick sadistic but sexy smile. Then she punched
him in the face. Not too hard, but hard enough. She paused a moment and hit
him with a left right combo. She paused for effect and then hit him with a
3 punch combination. Left right left. His mouth began bleeding more and his
crying escalated. He was crying like a dying animal.

Kristen asked him if he wanted her to have mercy. He nodded affirmatively
and pleaded for mercy. She made a fist and held it in front of his bloody
mouth and told him to kiss it. He meekly complied and kissed the pretty
hand of the dominant cheerleader. Amber and I were stationed just off to
the side. I was wondering what David was able to see underneath Kristen's
cheerleader skirt. Was she wearing black panties, red ones, or white. Or
maybe she had gone commando and he could see her teenage twat. I was
determined to ask him later.

Kristen then sat upright and grabbed his crotch. She quickly realized that
the pathetic loser had a boner. "Ooh, he likes it. He's got a boner.
Apparently, getting beaten up and humiliated by a girl turns him on. Who
wants to see it?" Everyone urged her to strip the beaten loser. Amber's
crotch was burning my hand and she squeezed even tighter. Kristen then
leaned forward and began punching him in the face again to remind him of
who was boss and what she was capable of.

Kristen got up and with her left foot on his stomach she unsnapped his
jeans. She moved and grabbed the sides and ripped down his pants and
underwear in one fell swoop. Barely escaping a forest of brown pubic hair
sprouted this tiny little dick standing straight up. It couldn't have been
more than 3 inches. It was embarrassing. I felt huge compared to that guy.
Kristen stood up with her shoe on his little boner and flexed signifying
her superiority. Amber grabbed my crotch as if to make sure I had a boner.
As soon as she found it and squeezed I lost it and came in my pants. Amber
laughed and let go of me and took off her jacket and gave it to me. "Cover
your shame with this" she said.

The fight was over and the lamb had been slaughtered. Amber grabbed my hand
and led me away. She said that watching the fight was really fun and maybe
she could beat me up in private sometime soon. But for now she had more
pressing issues. 5 minutes later we were in her house and in her bed and my
days of innocence ended. I don't know if she made a man out of me but she
definitely made a meal out of me and promised to come back for more.