Little Boxing Girl 
by Ibfeysaat

(Questions and comments to Ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

I'm Donald and I recently learned a valuable lesson. Girls rule! Boys do
exactly what we are told. It hurts, it's humiliating, but if you get lucky,
well you might just survive.

It started back in 8th grade. I got badly beaten up after school by a better
boy. He made me cry like a baby and completely humiliated me. That afternoon,
I decided to take fighting lessons. In high school I found a place that
teaches boxing. It was now the second year of training and I thought that I
was getting better. That second year a new girl joined the class. I recognized
her from high school. I think she was probably a freshman because I don't
remember her from last year. She is a little fireball. I mean she is tiny but
she takes her boxing seriously. She does the exercises so quickly and crisply.
But she is barely 5 feet tall and can't weigh more than 100 pounds.

As we went through our workout I started imagining me and her having our own
private match. I pictured me pounding her into submission and her begging for
mercy. Afterwards, I made her suck my dick. I went home and masturbated to
this image. So I decided to see if I could make this happen. I mean, maybe I
could fight someone who was smaller than me that I could beat up. This would
do wonders for my confidence. Also, maybe I could force her to suck my cock.
The thought of sex with a real live girl, Ooooh!

The next class I introduced myself as Donny and she said her name is Kimberly
but I should call her Kim. I am the smallest guy in the class. I'm about 5
foot 4 and I weigh 125 pounds. I'm really not much bigger than she is. I
complimented her on her boxing and suggested that we spar together sometime.
She politely declined. Oh well. It was worth a try. I suggested it again the
next Saturday, but again she politely declined. She wanted to do her boxing in
class. Each week I would try a different way to talk her into fighting me, and
each week she would decline. Yesterday, that all changed.

It was the final class and the teacher had us spar with the person closest in
weight. That meant that me and Kim were going to have a 2 minute match. So we
put on our headgear and put in our mouthpieces and got ready to rumble. My
heart was pounding. I had never won a fight and she seemed excited to try and
prove herself. We each went to a corner and the teacher started the clock and
said no begin. For the first 15 or 20 seconds we just danced around looking to
throw the first punch. Then she jabbed me in the nose. That got me to start
throwing punches of my own. Kim was very good at blocking my punches. I did a
decent job of blocking her shots too. We slugged it out with neither of us
landing much. Then with about 30 seconds left in the fight, she changed her
style. Instead of punching me toward the face, she began pistoning me in the
body. Left right left right left right left right left right. I was trying to
spread my defense wider to protect my flanks. When I did, she came up with a
left uppercut which connected cleanly to my sagging face. That really hurt and
she followed up with a right cross which smashed into my nose and staggered
me. The referee grabbed my gloves and gave me a standing 8 count. He was being
very careful. Frankly, I kinda needed the rest. As soon as he reached 7, the
buzzer went off and the fight was over. He called us over and stood between us
and grabbed a glove. He announced that Kim was the winner and lifted her arm
skyward. She hadn't shaved that morning and probably for a day or two and she
had this slight stubbly growth under her arms. I had never seen a girl with
hair under her arms and it turned me on. She had a big grin on her face. Kim
was the proud winner. I had to stay and watch the rest of the matches and I
just wanted to crawl into a corner and cry. I lost. To a girl! How humiliating
but things were about to get worse.

I left the class with my boxing gloves and began to walk home. A block away
from the storefront I heard my name being called. It was Kim who was going
into her house across the street.

"Hey Donny, come here. I want to finish the fight we started at the class.
It's time to teach you a lesson."

Uh-oh. Not now. She had just actually beaten me in front of the whole class.
And frankly, I was lucky that they stopped it before she really hurt me. That
challenge that I offered, well it seemed like a bad idea. Because now she
wanted to fight me right after she just beat me. My confidence was in the
toilet. And even the realization of losing was causing me to pop a boner. I
just followed her into the house and she explained her desire to beat me up.

"You deserve exactly what I am going to do to you. I mean you wanted to fight
me, a little girl. What were you planning on doing to me? But then we sparred
and it turns out that you are a little sissy bitch. You didn't want to beat me
up, you wanted me to beat you up. You're going to get dominated and humiliated
by a girl just like you wanted. Why didn't you just say so. Oh God is this
going to be fun."

A few minutes later we were alone in her basement putting on our gloves and
mouthpieces. She yelled begin and came right after me. She didn't punch me in
the face, no, she slugged me with piston precision accuracy to my flanks. I
fired a couple of punches to her face which didn't seem to faze her. But
quickly she punched me 25 to 30 times to my gut and arms which were expanding
to try and protect myself. Satisfied with my defenseless position she started
punching me in the face. Left right left right left right left right. Oof was
straining from my lips. As soon as I got my guard up she reinstituded her
drumbeat to my flanks again. She was so quick. Her punches began hurting more
and more. I was struggling to breathe before I got my arms down to stop the
beating. She stepped forward and unleashed a vicious right uppercut which
rattled my cage. I brought my arms up to my face and she pummeled me in the
sides again. It had only lasted about a minute, but I was breathless and
hurting. I just slid down the wall. It was a knockdown, but I just needed a
breath.

She was breathing rapidly as she must have hit me 100 times nonstop and was
just staring at me. She had a noticeable gleam in her eyes as if she was
excited to keep beating me up. As I sat there trying to get a little air it
came upon me. I'm getting beaten up. I'm getting beaten up badly by a little
girl. A hopeless groan escaped my lips as I realized that she was going to
beat me up even worse. She warned me to get up or else she was going to sit on
me and beat me senseless. I got up guarding my burning flanks and Kim jabbed
me in the nose. Once twice thrice. I couldn't bring up my defenses and just
took it. Four five six seven eight jabs straight into my nose. Finally I
defended my face and she unleashed a brutal drumbeat to my sides. This was so
unfair. I was realizing that whatever I did, she did something else. And I had
no clue how to stop her from beating me up. I began pleading with her to stop.
But she just unloaded on my face. 5 straight punches to the nose filled my
eyes with tears. As soon as I backed away and protected my face, she piston
punched me in the guts again and I began to cry. I needed a breath and slid
down the wall.

I had been completely humbled. Crying like a little girl and trying to catch
my breath. Kim was smiling and breathing rapidly. She began to speak and rub
it in.

"Are you crying? You're crying like a little girl. What's the matter? You're
getting beaten up by a girl. 5 feet and 96 pounds. And look at you crying like
a little bitch. You better get up or I'll really give you something to cry
about!"

Instead, I pleaded with her for mercy. I told her that I would do anything
just please stop hurting me. But she just stepped back and reminded me to get
up. As soon as I was on my feet Kim was punching me in my bloody nose again. I
just stood there and took it. Crying hysterically and begging for mercy as she
just beat the shit out of me. I finally got my arms up and she pummeled my
guts robbing me of air. I was gasping for breath and lowered my arms but she
just stepped forward and ripped a ruthless right uppercut as my face was
gulping air. The collision was brutal. I felt myself falling and counter
clockwise was shaking my arms at my sides. Kim smiled and unleashed a right
roundhouse punch which crushed the side of my face. As I was falling to my
right, I was met head on with a left uppercut. My arms went one way, my legs
another as I fell to the ground bouncing until I lay flat, knocked out cold!
Absolute silence.

The moment that the uppercut landed I went immediately to sleep. I began
dreaming that my body was floating in air. Over and over but slowly with zero
gravity. I felt so peaceful as I slowly rolled over and over seeing the
horizon rise and fall. Suddenly, I smacked up against a wall and I went
tumbling to the ground. As I lay there, birds began tweeting. The sunrise was
coming over the edge as more and more gentle light warmed my eyes. But more
than that, I felt a gentle caressing of my cock. This was a warm pleasant
experience. My eyes began to blink and I was becoming awake. And there off to
my side was Kim. She was gently beating me off. Wait, I was naked as the day I
was born. And she was too. I could see part of her right nipple. It was small,
pink, and standing up proudly. She smiled when I began blinking.

"Nice to see you. I just beat you up and knocked you out. I mean you were
totally unconscious. You looked so cute laying there. So I decided to strip
you naked and you know what happened? You got a boner. You got a boner from
getting beaten up by a little girl. You like getting dominated don't you?
You're going to cum for me aren't you? Look at you. Beaten up and crying like
a little girl and you've got a boner that's getting ready to rip your pathetic
little load aren't you?"

I tried to stop the inevitable but was losing the battle. I begged her to stop
but she was all proud of herself. She was hellbent on making me cream myself.
And it was more intense than anything I had ever felt. And then I gushed. And
I gushed again and again and again. Spurt after spurt of my shame came out of
my cock. Kim ran her fingers through my puddle and made me lick her fingers
clean. It was disgusting.

Then she swiveled around and brought her left leg over me and sat down on my
chest. She had a big hairy bush just staring at me. And she read me the riot
act.

"You ungrateful little fuck. You greedily just came all over yourself without
offering to service your conqueror. Well, you're going to eat my hairy little
cunt! And you better do it good. Now beg me for the dream of licking my hot
dripping honey pie. You're going to be my first. So ask me, no beg me to eat
my hairy cunt!"

She was so tiny but her bush was so full and just begging to be serviced. Of
course I begged and pleaded for the chance to lick her pussy. She corrected
me. "A pussy is a cat. A cunt is a sign of female domination. You better ask
to lick my cunt!" The second time worked better. And as I was begging for the
right to eat her out, she scooted forward and grabbed the back of my head and
facesat me. She was drooling and slightly fishy tasting but she was a real
live girl. And she was feeding me her real live cunt. Suddenly, getting beaten
up didn't seem so bad. She mashed my face deep inside herself as she mangled
my face to her heart's content. Kim announced that she was fixing to cum and
then flushed me with her tasty cuntal offerings. As she face fucked me to
another impending orgasm, she cut off my oxygen. I was squirming frantically
for air but Kim didn't even care about me. She was gushing and screaming and
creaming me to her cunts delight. Afterwards, she realized that she had choked
me out again. I awoke to her jerking me off again and telling me that if I
came too quickly, I would really have to pay. A moment later a huge glob shot
out me and she kneed me in the nuts. The second shot was right when she nutted
me and splattered against the wall. The pain was unimaginable. The pleasure
amazing. Two more knees to the gonads and guess what. Yep, she knocked me out
a third time. When I awoke Kim was dressed and smiling.

"I'll see you next Saturday at the same time. I'm going to beat the shit out
of you and I am going to buy a strap on dildo and fuck you in the butt. Are
you ready?"

Uh-oh!

Ya ya. I am Spartacus!