Punch N Judy



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The following story is 100% true.

I was her second victim.

Judy loved to box. Judy loved to win. Judy loved boxing men and beating
them up. Judy loved making men worship her. I loved worshipping her. It was
a match made in a heavenly portion of Hell.

Judy is my buddy John's little sister. I've known Judy since she was 5
years old. We've always gotten along very well. Judy is a bright articulate
and highly driven young woman. She was always very athletic growing up.
Frankly, more athletic than John and me. I've had an unhealthy attraction
to her ever since she reached puberty. But, she's always been like a little
sister so I never pursued it. I've always been a fan of female domination.
I never knew she was as well.

Judy had turned 21 at college. When she came home for Christmas vacation I
met her and John for a drink. Judy was so excited to be able to go to the
bars. The 3 of us were enjoying cocktails when John's pager went off.
Unfortunately, poor John was called into work for an emergency. I told him
that I would drive Judy home. So I bought another round and we got to
talking about college.

Judy was really enjoying school and her grades were first rate. She
mentioned that she was considering law school. Judy had always been hard
working and focused. She was the kind of kid who excelled at pretty much
everything. But she never bragged about it. Now, she seemed much more
confident. I couldn't put my finger on it, it was more the way she carried
herself. I mentioned that she seemed more confident and assertive.

Judy smiled and said that her ex boyfriend had a lot to do with that. I
asked what he did. She laughed and said not much. That's why he's her ex. I
didn't understand.

Judy blushed and explained his demise. She said that they used to wrestle
as a prelude to sex. Her boyfriend found it very erotic to roll around on
the carpet and fight for dominance. The winner controlled the love making.
It turns out that Judy is very competitive and always won. Like a typical
male, he made excuses and one thing led to another. Anyway, they decided to
have a boxing match. Judy annihilated him. She beat him bloody and made him
beg her for mercy. She winked at me and told me she also made him her
bitch. He couldn't handle the shame and humiliation,  so they broke up. She
said it did wonders for her self esteem and it was really fun. She
mentioned that she was hoping to find another man to beat up and use as her
personal sex slave. Judy studied my reaction before saying she wasn't that
goodie little two shoes that I probably remember.

"That's for sure." I replied. I couldn't get the thought out of my mind of
her standing over a beaten boy goading him into taking more of a beating.
The thought turned me on. Apparently, I spent too much time thinking about
it, because I wasn't speaking. Judy shocked me out of my daydream. She
waved her hand in front of my face to get my attention. I apologized for
spacing out. She was wondering about what I was thinking. I replied that I
was picturing her standing over a beaten opponent and goading him into
getting up to receive more punishment. It was a vision that I was having
trouble getting out of my mind. She laughed and said that my picture was
pretty accurate. She wondered if I was picturing what she did to him
afterwards as well. Now it was my turn to blush. I admitted that yes, I was
imagining that as well. She said that yes, she did sit on his face and make
him pleasure her. By now I was hard as a rock.

I asked her if she made him cry. She said "oh yeah, he was crying like a
baby and begging me for mercy. He was promising me the moon and it was a
huge turn on for me to make him cry."

I had never been beaten up before. Hell, I haven't been in a fight since
second grade. I had however engaged in some light wrestling with a former
girlfriend. But that consisted of rolling around on the floor with me
ultimately pulling her on top so I could worship her before having
intercourse. But it was fake. The thought of being beaten up fair and
square by a girl always excited me. Now, this little girl who was all grown
up and I had masturbated over was suggesting that she liked to beat up
boys. I was nervous, excited, and ashamed all at once. I was also wondering
just where this was going. The newly grown up and confident assertive young
woman was just getting started.

She continued. "I'll bet that turns you on doesn't it. I've seen the way
you look at me. You've been checking me out ever since I started growing
tits. How many times have you beat off fantasizing about me?" She didn't
say anything else. She was awaiting my humiliating response. Judy just
stared me down and it was quite clear that I needed to answer her question.

I was really blushing now and I couldn't maintain eye contact. I looked
down and mumbled "thousands."

"I knew it. Well here's something you didn't know. As soon as I started
growing hair on my cunt, I would play with myself thinking about you. I
would picture you licking my cunt or me smothering you as I would have an
orgasm. You were the subject of my first orgasm. Bet you didn't know that."

I was stunned. I was also beginning to consider the possibility of fucking
my little Judy tonight. I really wasn't considering the possibility of
being beaten up by her. At least not yet. This was flirting. This was 2
young people admitting that they both masturbated thinking of the other.
No, this smelled like 2 young people in a bar flirting before going home to
have unbridled dirty sex. It was 2 young people turned on and turned on by
each other. But Judy was having very different thoughts. And Judy wasn't
done revealing her secrets.

"You have always been a sweet boy but not really a manly man. Really, more
of a girly mon. I always imagined that you were naturally subservient. I
sense that you're the kind of boy who "needs" to be dominated. You deserve
to be punished. You jerked off thinking about me when I was not quite a
woman yet. Granted, I played with myself thinking about you too but that's
normal for a little girl with her older brother's friend. But you, you're a
pervert. You deserve to be punished. You want me to dominate you. Don't
you? Don't lie to me. Answer the question."

I quietly mumbled yes.

"I thought so. My feminine intuition is usually spot on. I also have set
this whole scenario up. I told my brother what I was planning on doing to
you. I texted him. Not work. My parents are spending the weekend downtown
and are going to a play tomorrow night. I have the whole house all to
myself all weekend. If you dare enter, there will be no turning back.
Nobody is going to save you. But you've been fantasizing about this all
your life, haven't you?"

Yes. I almost whispered.

"Good. Order another drink. You're gonna need it. It will help dull the
pain that you're going to be feeling soon. I have been fantasizing about
this evening since the night I first beat up and dominated and humiliated
my soon to be ex. We are going to go back to my house. We're gonna strip
down to our panties and don our boxing gloves which I brought home with me.
Then we are going to box. And I am going to beat you up and make you my
cunt licking bitch unless you're man enough to stop me. But we both know
you're not. I don't care how much you cry and beg for mercy, I will decide
when you've had enough. Afterward, you are going to be my slave forever.
Are we clear?"

I didn't answer. I was afraid. I also was extremely curious about what it
would be like. But most of all, I was turned on. Judy didn't wait long for
an answer. Instead she grabbed my rock hard cock in my pants and said she
knew it. My cover was blown.

She continued her verbal humiliation. "Tell me that you deserve to be
punished. Tell me about how you want me to beat you up and humiliate you.
Beg me to beat you up! Go on, beg me."

I was completely overwhelmed. I was buzzed and rapidly becoming drunk. I
was scared. I was ashamed that Judy knew me so well. I was curious. But
mostly, I was as excited as I had ever been. My mouth began to speak
without any direction from my brain.

"Yes. I deserve to be punished. I am going to get beaten up by a girl and I
really have it coming. I have masturbated to your image countless times.
I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me. Please beat me up and humiliate me."
My subconscious was doing my talking for me. I ordered 2 shots of Jack
Daniels and paid the bill. Once in my car, Judy lit up a joint. She said
that getting high really elevates her libido and will numb some of my pain.
No amount of pot or alcohol was going to be able to numb the shame and
humiliation I was about to endure. But I wasn't going to turn down the
joint. Momentarily, I was feeling no pain. That was soon to change.

When we got to Judy's house she stopped at the door and said "I am giving
you one final chance to chicken out. But once you set foot in my house, you
surrender your ability to make your own decisions. Decisions will be made
by the winner. And we both know that is going to be me."

I followed her into the house and down to the family room. Apparently, this
was more than coincidence. Judy had already moved the furniture to create
plenty of room to fight. She had planned everything. She knew that I was
going to be her very willing victim. She assertively told me to strip.
Right down to my panties as she called them. Our eyes were transfixed on
each other's bodies as our clothes fell away. She was a vision. She stood
there completely nude except for her black bikini panties. She is 5 foot 9
and 130 pounds of pure feminine perfection. She has 2 little cone shaped
tits with tiny pink nipples standing at attention. Her jet black hair was
tied in a ponytail and she wore a white headband. Her arms had more
definition than mine. I was wearing my own black panties. But hers looked
better. I was the only one of us sporting a boner.

Judy obviously noticed it and commented. "I see the thought of getting
beaten up and dominated by your little fantasy girl gives you a boner.
Well, since you are already hard, there is no more need to hide your shame.
Remove your panties bitch!"

I embarrassingly removed my undies and my little 5 inch long cock popped
right up. She pointed and laughed. "You call that thumb tack a dick. That's
barely a pencil. What are you like 5 inches? You better hope your mouth and
tongue is more woman friendly than your little clitty cock."

I blushed and apologized for my shortcoming. I inserted the mouthpiece she
gave me and donned my boxing gloves as she did the same. A moment later we
began and my life as I previously had known it, ended. It ended abruptly.

Judy said begin and launched her assault. She was bouncing up and down and
had her fists in a ready position. I was flatfooted but I had my gloves
ready in a  defensive posture. Judy lashed out her left jab and sailed it
right over my defenses and straight into my nose. Ouch! That hurt. And that
was only the first of many many more punches to come.

I raised my fists and Judy took the opportunity to step forward and deliver
a left right combo. Both punches landed cleanly and caused me to groan. I
was backing up and she was slowly stalking me. She had a grin on her face
as she was quickly figuring out that I was going to be extremely easy to
beat up. Again I lowered my gloves and she creamed me with a double hook to
the sides of my face. The first was her left. The next was her right. Those
really hurt and I knew she meant business. I was quickly having second
thoughts. But Judy wasn't planning on giving me time to think. She was
having too much fun beating me up. Then she made a funny little sound with
her mouth as she playfully punched me in the dick. That certainly lightened
the mood. But not for long.

Judy followed that cute little dick punch with a stiff double left jab.
Both punches landed cleanly and crisply right into my nose. It was like she
was intent on giving me a bloody nose. She was. A left right left 3 punch
combo into my weakening stomach opened me up for her next foray into my
face. A vicious straight hard right cross. She put all her weight into it
and it just crushed my nose. It crushed my spirit too!

The next thing I knew I was sitting on my butt. She had already knocked me
down. I think she actually knocked me out because I don't remember falling.
I could feel the blood flowing freely from my possibly broken nose. The
tears began to fill my eyes. I probably wasn't going to be able to hold
them back for long. Judy was very proud of herself. She asked how I liked
getting beaten up by a girl. She was having a blast. Her arousal was
increasing too as a damp spot began to form and spread in the crotch of her
sexy panties. She told me to get up. She sounded like she wasn't joking.

I really didn't want to get up. Getting up meant more punishment from her
devastating little fists. Thank God she was wearing gloves. But judging by
the look on her face, I knew I had to get up or else she was really gonna
make me sorry. I reluctantly arose. I wasn't going to be standing for long.

Judy was waiting and began pounding on my torso. Left right left right left
right left right and so on. Some I blocked. Most I didn't. Oof ouch ugh and
various other calls of distress were escaping my lips. I found myself
bending forward and really contracting my elbows to try and protect myself.
But Judy was undeterred. She just kept pounding away. The sheer magnitude
of the volume of punches was wearing me down. I was having trouble getting
breaths as I kept exhaling on impact. I was leaning further and further
forward. This was the fatal flaw in my jumbled logic. Judy stepped back and
ripped a wicked right uppercut which landed flush on my mangled nose. I
fell over like a bowling pin landing flat on my back. I remember it
perfectly. My  whole world went dark and then quickly light. My nose was
surely broken and bleeding badly. I think my mouth may have begun to bleed
as well. I was finished. Judy had quickly and brutally beaten me up badly.
There was no point, or for that matter any possible way to keep the tears
in. I covered my nose and began to cry like a baby. I had never cried so
hard. I began pleading with Judy to stop hurting me before she killed me. I
had wanted to be dominated but I had no idea how badly she was planning on
hurting me. I was ill prepared. I laid there crying and begging like a
little bitch. Judy was savoring my pathetic pleas and humiliating little
boy crying. The stain in her panties was expanding. My shame, pain, and
suffering was expanding too.

Judy gave me a moment try and collect myself. She was about to begin
heaping some biting verbal humiliation on me as well. "You're a weak little
sissy boy. Look at you, crying like a baby. You wanted me to beat you up
and now look at you. You're fucking pathetic. Cry pussy boy cry. You
deserve every fiber of the pain and humiliation that I am going to continue
to pile on you. You fucking pervert. You jerked off dreaming about an
underage girl. Now you're gonna pay for your dreams and aspirations. I'm
having fun are you? Your puny little boy dick is still hard. That's ok, my
big girl cunt is getting all wet. I'll bet you can smell me. Your breath is
gonna smell like my cunt. That's right little boy. I'm getting off on
beating you up. Next time you go down, you're gonna "go down" on me. You're
gonna kiss and worship my panty covered drooling cunt. Now get up so I can
beat you up some more."

I was completely terrified. My nose hurt like hell. It was bleeding and
probably broken. I was ready to do anything in the world other than fight
at that moment. But fighting is what Judy had in mind. Actually, destroying
me was probably a more accurate portrayal. Somehow I dragged my bloody
carcass onto my feet. My fists were glued to my nose. I couldn't bare to
allow her to hit me there again.

Judy waded into me punching my unprotected and vulnerable torso. Left right
left right left right left right etc. I moaned and groaned and stood there
basically just taking it. My body was burning. I couldn't stand much more.
Then that dominant vixen did something that was far outside of the rules of
boxing and social decency. She stepped back and fired a right uppercut
straight into my balls! Whatever version of hell I thought I was
encountering, a new more sadistic level had just been summited. I screamed,
grabbed my balls, and fell to the floor bawling like a baby. I kept asking
why over and over.

"Woops. Sorry. My bad. Now kiss my panty covered cunt! Quit your crying and
get to licking." Judy removed her left boxing glove and grabbed my hair.
She then pulled me face first into her burning crotch. She was far from
gentle. She mashed my broken nose right into her cunt. Oh Christ did that
hurt. Her panties were damp and she smelled ripe. At 21, this heavenly
piece of fruit was perfectly ripe.

I kissed and licked as best as I could. Frankly, it was fruitless. The
tempo and direction was being controlled by Judy. She ground her hips side
to side and up and down. She pulled and pushed my face this way and that.
But, what she was not so subtly demonstrating was her complete and total
domination of me. Her happy little cunt must have been drooling with
anticipation as her preorgasmic stain was widening. She smelled like she
was ready to pop. Turns out she was.

Judy pulled me to my feet by my hair. She was ready to end the fight and
move on to the next stage of complete female domination. She looked at me
smiled and pulled me close and kissed me. Not like my little sister either.
No, she attacked my mouth with her hungry and powerful tongue. She wrestled
my tongue as if she wanted to pin him as well. Then she pulled away and
spoke.

"You look like you've had enough little boy. I think it's time for you to
go to sleep. I'm going to knock you out cold now. And I'm going to make you
love it. You will have sweet and sexy dreams during your short nap. Then
I'm going to wake you up and make you worship and service my hairy gushing
cunt. Are you ready to go night night? Close your eyes now my love and
count to 3." Then she leaned forward and gave me a little peck on the
cheek.

I was more than ready for this beating to mercifully come to an end. I
closed my eyes and began to count. 1 2... POW! A right hook exploded
against my left temple violently. I don't remember a thing. Apparently, my
eyes closed and my legs ceased to function. I collapsed at her feet and she
pushed me over onto my back. Visions of sugar plums dancing in my head as I
dreamed about her sugar plum. Judy was ecstatic. She had not only beaten me
to a pulp, but she knocked me out cold too. She placed her bare left foot
on my chest and raised her fists over her head in the ultimate symbol of
female domination.

The next thing I remember was feeling her lightly slapping my face and
hearing her say it was time to wake up. I couldn't tell you if I slept for
8 seconds or 8 hours. My head hurt, my nose was killing me, and everything
was a little bit blurry. The only part of me that was unharmed was my cock
which was still standing at attention and saluting its boss. Sadly, my
balls were still on life support. As my vision cleared, oh, what a vision I
was treated to. Judy was standing with her legs spread on either side of my
head and her heavenly body rising to the heavens. She smiled and slowly
slipped down and off her sopping wet panties. Her glorious black triangle
of cunt hair descended toward my waiting lips. And then she facesat me. Or,
as she calls it, she cunted me. Her aroma was intoxicating, her taste
devine, and the view was spectacular. I didn't have to do much except try
to breathe and lick and suck on whatever she allowed. She ground her
burning bush and swiveled her powerful hips all over my helpless face. She
was screaming all sorts of obscenities which would make a hooker blush as
she raced toward her first orgasm. It was a sprint. The official time of
the 100 meters was 9.74 seconds. I mean she came quickly. She bathed my
greedy mouth with her cuntal delights. The second third fourth and all the
rest just kept on coming. No pun intended. Well, maybe just a little pun
intended.

She smiled and told me that I deserved a treat for being such a good boy.
She was going to rape me but assured me that I would learn to love it.
Apparently, I was quite the student or just a fast learner because I
enjoyed it from the jump. And jump me she did. She sat on me looking down
with a sexy hungry look about her and pinning my arms over my head to
immobilize me, and then raped me. She power fucked me silly. Judy
threatened to literally kill me if I dared come to quickly. To ensure that
I would obey, she slapped my face over and over as she used my cock for her
orgasmic eruptions. I pleaded with her to stop hurting me and just let me
come before I died. She laughed at my pathetic plight and continued to beat
and fuck me silly. Finally, she stopped the beating and allowed me to come.
Just in the knick of time too. And come I did. Powerfully, gloriously,
loudly, proudly, and longer and stronger than I ever had before.

There was more domination to come. I became her life long cunt licking
bitch which I still am to this day. She texts and I drop whatever I'm doing
to drop to my knees for her pleasure. She is my queen and I will worship
and adore her until the day I die.

Basically, every word of that story is true. I filled in a little of the
narrative for effect. But the victim was not me. This is a friend of mine,
Bob's story. Bob confirmed it and so too did Judy. Bob introduced me to
Judy and I had both the pleasure and consequence of watching her beat up
men. Judy was heavily into cuckolding as well. She beat me up in front of
Bob and fucked him while I had to watch. And she beat up Bob for my
pleasure and gave me the fucking of a lifetime another time as well.

If anyone desires you can email me at ibfeysaat18@gmail and tell me which
event you would like me to describe for a future story. If there is any
interest I might have to relive either the agony or the ecstasy that Judy
provided.