Smoked 
by Ibfeysaat


(Questions and comments to ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

I caught her smoking and threatened to tell on her. Big mistake! Now I do
her bidding.

My pretty little sister always gets her way. And she never has to do
anything. Someone always does it for her. Yesterday was no exception. Her
friend Tara taught me a lesson that neither I nor my little bratty sister
Dina will ever forget. Dina has already reminded me several times today.

Mom and dad were gone for a few days leaving Dina and I to fend for
ourselves. She invited her new friend Tara over and trouble instantly was
brewing. They were lounging around by the pool with the stereo blaring. I
went outside to tell them to turn it down when I noticed that they were
smoking. Dina was smoking! My bratty little sister was going down the wrong
path.

"What are you doing? Are you smoking? What? You don't think I'll tell on
you? You're gonna be in big trouble when mom and dad find out."

Tara chimed in. "Snitches get stitches."

I questioned her in disbelief and Tara reiterated her threat. What did I
have to worry about. She's just a girl. Like she could beat me up. Pleeze!

But I should have taken heed of her warnings because she really could and
did beat me up. Worse, she humiliated me in front of Dina who really loved
watching my one sided beating at the hands of a girl. The little cunt even
smoked a cigarette while I was learning all about the power and fury of the
superiority of the female of the species. It was a slaughter and the most
humiliating experience of my young life. And things were only going to get
worse from there.

The threats escalated as did the animosity between Tara and me. She took
off her sunglasses and stood up to confront me. She was wearing a red 2
piece bikini and she really looked hot. Full disclosure here. I have had a
mad crush on Tara since I first saw her. She has that California surfer
girl look. Blonde hair and blue eyes with a hint of freckles that those
kind of girls often have. They were so sexy. That golden brown deeply
tanned skin and oh, those legs. Ok, as long as I'm being honest and
forthright here, I masturbate to the image of her standing over me and
making me worship her sexy feet and powerful legs. Sometimes I would
imagine her forcing my face higher and higher, encased in her powerful
thighs and forcing me to worship her dripping wet pussy. My masturbation
sessions were as pleasurable as ever once that sexy but untouchable Tara
came into my life. But now I had disturbed a hornet's nest and the queen
was going to take her pound of flesh. I was about to be her helpless
victim. And Dina was going to see it all and more.

She's a couple of inches shorter than me but she definitely looks more
solid. I'm not very athletic. I'm kinda tall and skinny. As she approached
looking so sexy and confident my bravado evaporated. Suddenly, I realized
that I really didn't know how to fight and Tara obviously did. My sister
was spurring her on to teach me a lesson that I would never forget. She was
getting wet and fiery in her young loins imagining me getting beaten up by
her new tough friend. I couldn't help it and was quickly and embarrassingly
developing a boner as well. I hoped that nobody noticed.

"Look at the front of his pants Tara. Steve is getting a boner. I think the
thought of getting beaten up by a girl in front of his pretty little sister
turns him on. Look at you you pathetic loser. You opened up your big mouth
and now you're gonna pay. You fucked with the wrong girl and now she's
gonna pound you and you've got a boner. I hope she strips you naked to
completely humiliate you. You can cry and yell all you like. No one can
hear you. Go ahead Tara, kick this sissy's ass!"

Apparently, unfortunately, she noticed. Before I had a chance to digest
what Dina was saying a fight was breaking out. Tara slowly stalked me
daring me to put up a fight. And then like a bolt of lightning, she stepped
forward and punched me in the cheek before I was able to defend myself. It
made a clicking sound when it struck. It hurt. As I retreated and Tara
stalked me her left hand came from nowhere and smashed into my mouth. I was
in trouble and afraid of her punches so I changed my strategy. I took a
couple steps backward and then charged at Dina to try and tackle her. But
she deftly stepped to her right and shoved me to the grass as I went
sailing by. This brought laughter from my sister. As I was contemplating
getting up and trying again, 2 back to back hard punches landed on the side
of my face. Tara laughed and goaded me into getting back up and continuing
her utter destruction of my manhood and masculinity. Dina had lit up
another cigarette and smiled at me as she inhaled while our eyes locked
onto each other's. I was already sorry that I opened my mouth and I was
about to become much sorrier.

I got to my feet and Tara told me that I was a big mouth weakling who
deserved everything I had coming. She menacingly announced that she planned
on prolonging my beating to really savor the experience. Pow! Just like
that another punch to my mouth. As I retreated nervously awaiting her next
strike, she surprised me by stepping towards me and firing a left right
left combo straight into my belly. I could feel the walls of my stomach
lining weakening with each strike. Her right hand grabbed my hair and
forced me to look her in the eye. She smiled and then did something totally
uncalled for. Tara kneed me in the balls. Searing jolts of pain spread
throughout my body. The agony of defeat.

Next thing I remember was laying on the grass with Tara proudly sitting
atop me. She shimmied forward until her knees had secured my weak arms and
her red bikini bottoms were a mere few inches from my face. She giggled and
punched me in the cheek. I couldn't do anything about it. She paused a
moment and hit me again. Her punches weren't that hard but were just a
glimpse into my near future. So this is what it's like to get beaten up. As
she continued to pound me and the pain and helplessness of my situation
ascended, my bravado evaporated.

Tara told Dina to bring her a cigarette. Dina lit it for her. Tara took a
deep drag and slowly exhaled through her mouth forming a trail into her
nose. She looked so sexy and dangerous. Bam! Another strike to my face.
Tara smiled, took a long drag, exhaled, and walloped me again. She said
that I appeared to be learning my lesson.

As she slowly and inexorably beat the masculinity out of me, I was becoming
more and more discouraged. Dina noticed the tears forming in my eyes and
yelled "oh my God you little sissy, are you going to cry? You're getting
beaten up by a girl and now you're about to cry. I thought you didn't like
to cry in front of your baby sister. Big boys don't cry. That's why you
always run into your room and lock the door isn't it?"

As always, Dina was right. Dina hadn't seen me cry since I was 7. Dad
taught us that men don't cry. Little boys do. I always locked myself in my
bedroom when I could no longer hold back my tears. And now I was surely
going to be crying like the little bitch that Tara had turned me into.
Worse, Dina was watching the whole thing and relishing it. Another drag,
and then she flicked the cigarette away, smiled, exhaled and punched me 3
times in a row. Bam bam bam! The pain and humiliation. The shame. The
underlying sexual dominance. The hopelessness and helplessness of my
situation. Any last semblance of pride went up in smoke. I burst into
tears. I was crying like a baby and Tara was laughing at me. She switched
from punches to slaps and slapped my tear stained face to and fro. As the
tears and manhood poured out of me, I was becoming overwhelmed. Terror,
fear, regret, shame, pain, humiliation, and all these other emotions were
running towards my cock. Untouched, but hard in my shorts, almost painfully
and not the way I was hoping, I came in my pants. As the big wet stain
spread over my pants Dina noticed. She pointed and screamed "oh my God, did
my big brother just cum in his panties? He did or he pissed himself. Look
Tara."

Tara punched me really hard in the mouth causing my lips to bleed. She
backed up and I covered my eyes with my suddenly freed up hands and bawled
like a girl. It was as if by covering my eyes it wasn't really happening.
But it was. And Tara took the opportunity to unsnap my pants and rip them
off. Sticky globs of cum got caught up between her fingers. "You're right
Dina. The little bitch made a mess in his panties. Didn't even have the
decency to worship his conqueror first. He needs to learn some manners.
Besides, I'm getting turned on too from beating this sissy's ass. Mind if I
make him my own personal cunt licking bitch?" Dina enthusiastically urged
her on. Tara spread her legs on either side of my head and squeezed. My
eyes opened and looked up at the victress. "Look at me you pussy. You are a
pussy." Pointing at her crotch she continued, "this is a cunt. Can you tell
the difference. Time for the little pussy to kiss and worship my little
cunt! Eat me." The red bikini bottoms descended down her legs and her
heavenly garden appeared. A triangle of dark blonde hair, darker than her
head, covered and surrounded her red angry pussy lips. She kicked her
bottoms off and unceremoniously sat down right on my face. She smelled. I
can't place the scent but I liked it. She wreaked of sexual arousal. My
field of vision disappeared. All I could see was no man's land. She
basically swallowed my face with her womanhood. She grabbed the back of my
head and ground me into oblivion. I could no longer see a thing. But I
could feel her temperature rising and her sweat glands opening. The taste
and smell got stronger and she was screaming all sorts of instructions
which were impossible to hear with her thighs squeezing my head so tightly.
I could only sense the pulsing of her dampening  young cunt as she face
fucked me to a mind bending orgasm. "Boy that was nice. Was it good for
you?" And then Tara and my sister laughed at her joke. Her sweaty stinky
foot replaced her happy cunt and I was forced to kiss and lick her feet as
Dina and Tara smoked a victory cigarette.

My ordeal was far from over. It was just beginning and only getting worse.
Dina was so excited to see how easily and thoroughly Tara had beaten me up
and wanted her own turn. This morning started with Dina coming to wake me
up and rip me from my bed to the back yard. She smoked a cigarette along
the way as she explained that I needed another lesson. Before I knew it, my
baby sister was beating me up for the first time. She was every bit as
ruthless as Tara and gave me a most humiliating beating. I'm certain it
won't be the last time. Afterwards, she made me do he bidding. Wish I would
have kept my mouth shut. Now it's too late. Wo is me!