School-bully beat down / Victim's revenge
By Jimp
Nasty bully gets painful lesson by a skilled mother and her daughter


(c)Jim P 2015

?Take what you want from other people, Terry, before they take it from you?
that was my Dad's motto. He always used to tell me that when he wasn't in jail
for burglary. An honest profession he always said although the Judge was too
dumb to see that. I was always shorter than the other boys my age but made up
for it with pure aggression. Anyone who says 'short man's syndrome' gets a
fist in the face. I've got through school by being a nasty little bastard. If
I want something I'll take it and I don't care who I hurt if they get in my
way, whether it's that woose Bobby Priest, a girl or a teacher.

The park was close to the school on the edge of town and used by many to walk
home, which made it perfect for ambushing kids and kicking their teeth in for
no good reason than looking at me funny or if I just didn't like the look of
them. The council had built a skateboard area sited well away from houses so
as not to be a nuisance in a well secluded area. That was my destination on
this sunny Summer's evening after school as I cycled on a bicycle too small
for me which was low to the ground and uncomfortable to ride. All the lads
rode them so I did too. Besides I looked cool and anyway I stole it from a
little kid so who gives a monkeys? The skateboarders had long gone, scared
away by me and the lads. This was our hangout now. As I waited for them to
turn up I took out my soap bar and cut off a piece of resin into a cola bottle
and lit up. Soon the sweet cloying smell began to fill the tunnel beneath one
of the quarter pipes in which I sat. I took a deep drag not worried about the
Police. If they turned up I would just jump on my bike shouting 'Catch me if
you can' as I sped away leaving them huffing and puffing far behind.

Suddenly I hear the crunch of gravel and silently thanked the council for
including an early warning system without realising it. Nervously my hands
hover over my gear in case I need to make a run for it. My breathing and
heartbeat sounded over-loud in my ears as I struggled to make out whether this
was friend or threat. Immediately I know that it's not one of the lads as it
sounds strangely like somebody wearing high heels. Policewomen don't wear
high-heels do they? Maybe it's a mum bringing her bratty kid to try out his
new skateboard on my patch. Well I'll soon see them off. I cautiously get up
out of the tunnel to take a look. To my surprise I see a willowy mature woman
with blonde hair so pale it is practically white. Creases and lines mark a
thin severe looking face that seemed haughty and sophisticated yet
surprisingly she wore an eye-catching black leather dress that flows down to
below her knees. At the front of the dress at the hem there is a long slit in
the hem pointing vertically up above the knee from which a golden zip extends
vertically to a wide black belt cinched around her slim waist. If the sight of
a long sexy black leather dress wasn't enough, beneath the hem is a pair of
black skin tight leather boots with sharp pointed toes and amazing 6 inch
stiletto heels. The old crone looks at me as if I was something she just
scraped off her sole. Probably only 5 foot 6 without her heels, with her
really slim build she seemed much taller. There is something very sexy about a
woman wearing a leather dress out in public exuding great confidence as it
shimmers and reflects the light in a very exciting manner that just goes
straight for man's groin. The way it just clung tightly to this woman's
slender hips and stretched tightly between her long slender thighs caused my
loins to stir. The soft leather boots with the stiletto heels just added to
the image of a woman signalling ?bang me. I'm begging for it?.

My eyes wandered up past her waist taking in a scarlet silk blouse shimmering
with silky sensuous softness and unbuttoned quite low over the forward
thrusting double slopes of a nice sized rack. You would expect that a woman
who wore such blatantly sexy clothes to be a real hotty, instead glaring back
at me was the sharp angular features of a very stern-looking woman with long
wild unkempt hair brushed back from a high forehead. The almost-white cascade
fell down her back past narrow shoulders. The face was small, narrow and long
with slender grey eyes under thin arched pale eyebrows. The eyelids were
shaded a shocking blue and the lashes thickened with black mascara. A large
curving prominent nose dominated her face above a wide thick-lipped mouth red
with lipstick. Deep crease lines ran from the corners of her nostrils
outlining the edge of her high cheekbones and the vertical groove between the
base of her nose and upper lip. There were also lines running off from the
corners of her mouth which added to the aged appearance. Her chin was shallow,
slightly jutting with a deep dimple. All in all her face was hardly attractive
nor completely repulsive but confidently wearing those kinky clothes certain
caught the eye.

She stopped and stood glaring at me with her hands upon her hips. ?Is this
him?? a cracked low voice says as she stares at me with open disdain. There
was an air of snootiness that marked her out as coming from the posher part of
town and not the housing association estates. That's when I become aware of
someone hiding behind the whip-like woman as she peers around to take a look.
?Sally Forbes!? I exclaimed recognising the tall scrawny girl from school.
Tall for her age, she must have been nearly 6 foot with a long lean boyish
figure and small breasts. With her glasses and tousled mousey brown hair tied
up behind her head, she was plain and boring. With small grey eyes, a
prominent nose, wide mouth with thick lips I could see the resemblance to the
older woman. Her bookish attitude, nice girl prim and proper behaviour and top
of the class marks singled her out to be put in her place on a near-constant
basis. Tall miss goody two shoes was still in her school uniform, the stupid
cow.

?Push off Forbes and take your granny with you? I growled. ?Mother actually
you retarded evil stump of a boy?. There was something about the woman's low
gravelly voice that was exciting. ?Mother?!? I exclaimed for the old crone
looked far too old to be her mum. ?That's correct you little toe-rag? she
looked down at me literally and in a snobbish manner ?I had my career at the
Royal Ballet School and decided to delay having children until I was in a
comfortable financial position to take the time out to raise them properly?. I
couldn't stop my eyes from running over her kinky leather dress and silky
blouse without thinking PHROAR!. I was shocked to realise that the skinny old
crone looked really good and sexy in those clothes. ?He's the one, Mum? the
timid mouse said, barely audible. ?He threw my art assignment in the canal.
I'd been working on that all term and he's ruined it? I smirked at her nearly
in tears. ?Pile of crap anyway? I sneered ?I was doing you a favour?.

?Well let me do you a favour in return? the leather skirted woman said. With a
sly smirk and a cold stare from her grey eyes, she pulled out a mobile phone
and raised it pointing the back in my direction. I heard the digital shutter
as she took a photo. ?Oi!? I shrieked ?What are you doing??. Her smirk widened
pushing up her cheeks causing more lines to form. ?Cannabis resin, smoking
jar. A dumb way to smoke it by the way but if you want to kill yourself, go
ahead? she tilted her head slightly to one side studying me with narrow
piercing eyes atop a large curved nose. A predatory smile appeared. ?I'm sure
that the Police will find that photograph very interesting. Especially as we
can also give them give them your name?. With my blood boiling, I went
ballistic. ?Give me that effing phone now you old bitch? I yelled. The
stern-faced woman openly laughed. ?Oh look Sally. The little runt is having a
paddy attack?. Geeky Sally couldn't suppress a smile. ?You effing bitch! What
did you call me?? I yelled. Still laughing Mrs. Forbes turned her back on me.
?Come on Sally, a visit to the Police Station is in order? she announced
smugly then began walking away. I ran up behind and tried to snatch the phone.
?Give me that you bitch? I cried making use of a long low wall used by the
skate boarders to jump up and grab her by the neck with one arm to drag her
back while trying to snatch the phone with the other. Immediately the lean
lanky woman turned her head to the right towards the inside of my elbow. I saw
the long leather dress rise up in front of her as she lifted a knee while at
the same time she curiously raised her forearm then opened her palm by
straightening her fingers.

What happened next was the last sound that I ever wanted to hear from a
victim. ?Hai!? the sudden shout nearly made me jump out of my skin as her
right arm stiffly raced back towards my legs with her fingers held rigidly
straight. WHUMP! The edge of her hand chopped my balls square on.
?Waaoorrrrrragh!? I cried as her hand continued to rise forcing me onto my
toes. It felt as if someone had just swung a mallet into my groin and I was in
shocked agony. As her hand swung forwards I returned to my feet with a
whimper. ?Huh!? her raised knee dropped in the blink of an eye sending the
stiletto heel and sole of her boot slamming back against my knee. BLAM!
?Arrghh!? I cried as my leg jerked backwards feeling as if my kneecap had
nearly snapped out of position. My arm was now hanging loose around her neck
enabling the old crone to step out, whip her nearside fist across her chest
then swing it back fast into my groin. ?Yai!? WHUMP! her hand was open like a
claw as it slammed into my groin. Upon impact stiff steely fingers clamped
shut around my nuts and squeezed as tight as a vice. ?OOOoooooo!? dear God! I
was going frantic trying to prise her hands away while quickly lifting and
stamping my feet in a dance of extreme mind-splitting agony. ?Arghhh arghhhhh
noooooo!? I screamed as her steel-like grip tugged and twisted my nuts. ?Eeeee
eeee!? shrieking in excruciating pain with my eyes watering while still doing
my rapid dance of agony.

?Bah!? still holding my nuts with one hand her other arm jerked back very
rapidly driving her elbow hard into my gut like a piston engine. WHUMP!
NnnnnurrWorrrrrphh!? I wailed as my breath was violently driven out replaced
by painful winded cramp. My whole body jerked with the force of the impact.
?Dah!? a split-second later I stared in disbelief as her elbow rushed
backwards angled high towards my face. WAPLAT! It struck right across my lower
face squashing my nose and starting a nose bleed. Free of her cruel grip on my
cojones, I creased forwards with my hands to my nose to see if anything was
broken. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the old witch's legs clad in a
leather dress standing by my side. ?Hai!? I jumped in fright only to feel both
her elbows slam into my spine like two sledgehammers. BLAM! ?Arrrrrnnnnghhh!?
I wailed with what little breath I had left then fell to my hands and feet in
front of the pale-haired lady's feet. A bare second later she bent back her
right leg then sent it hurtling towards my side. ?Yah!? WHUMP! ?Arghh!? the
sharp toe of her boot drove deep like a knitting needle hammered into my body.

The cruel bitch kicked me over onto my back then stood over me with her hands
upon her slim hips placing one foot on my chest with the stiletto heel biting
the skin through my T-shirt. What the hell had just happened? I couldn't
believe I just got my arse kicked by Sally's old mother!. I must admit looking
up from the ground at the willowy woman in those boots, long leather dress and
silky blouse with a smug look upon her stern face, I had an overwhelming
feeling that she was magnificent, powerful and superior. I quickly brushed
that silly notion from my mind. ?Sally, you saw how this runt of a boy
attacked me, didn't you?? ?Yes mother? ?And you saw how I was forced to
robustly defend myself?? ?Yes mother? ?Remember to include that in your
statement to the Police? ?F..ff..furrr..fecking bitch!? I gasped fighting the
terrible cramps in my gut and trying to ignore the dreadful ache in my balls.

Mrs. Forbes' eyes narrowed and tightened with her grey eyes turning even
harder. With her foot still on my chest she leant forward, never taking her
cold eyes off me as mine slipped to her hanging rack. ?Well you are horrid
little runt aren't you? A nasty bully that needs to be taught the proper
respect towards his fellow humans? she said in harsh tones. I wasn't going to
let this snooty-nosed bitch get the upper hand like this and began to push
away her foot only for that stiletto heel to dig in hard leaving me yelping in
pain. Giving me an arrogant stare down her prominent long nose with her wide
mouth set in a superior smirk she reached down with her long slim arms to the
front of the hem of her sexy leather dress. I watched the contents of her
blouse wobbling as it hung above me until a sudden unzipping noise drew my
attention. With her hands upon the zipper at the top of the long narrow
triangular slit rising from the hem, she stood up straight pulling it up the
centre of her dress all the way to the wide black belt at her slim waist.

I watched in voyeuristic fascination as the side panels of her dress fall away
from the centre revealing to my amazement that the high-heeled leather boots
that the old woman wore were in fact thigh-boots. PHROAR! I had to admit that
they looked very good on her too. Between the top of the boots and the belt
rose an expanse of sheer black nylon covering what looked like a great pair of
thighs and led to a pair of black panties cut very high on the hip over which
that sexy expanse of sheer black nylon continued, hugging a nicely round hip
to her waist. PHROAR! Indeed. I felt my aching dick began to get very stiff at
the sight of this sexily dressed old woman. Mrs. Forbes was dressed like an
elegant kinky severe old-fashioned school-mistress and very sexy she looked
too. ?Beautiful aren't they?? the severe narrow-faced said noting my
appreciative gaze. ?Top designer Italian leather thigh-boots of the highest
quality custom measured and fitted by Madame Virginie of Paris with steel
reinforced stiletto heels and top pieces? she said with a wide smirk and a
twinkle in her eyes. ?Do you know what that means, runt?? her voice almost
became a seductive purr while her face became more smouldering sending bursts
of stiffness to my dick. I shook my head, too astounded to speak. ?It means
that they are perfect for stomping horrible little bullies out of existence".
Before I could begin to absorb that, she spoke again in that low gravelly sexy
purr of hers. ?Go on, feel them runt. I know that you want to?

BERDOING! If a woman asks me to feel her sexy leather thigh-boots, who am I to
argue? I reached out and felt the long slender calves beneath that
tightly-moulded soft leather, thoroughly enjoying the chance to feel the legs
of a real woman. ?Enough!? she commanded in a strict tone after only a few
seconds and withdrawing her foot. ?Change your bullying ways and you might yet
live to enjoy the pleasures of a real honourable and respectable woman.
Continue to annoy my Sally and I will destroy you. Do you understand?? With a
knowing smirk she turned on her heels and began to walk away with her daughter
who was smirking at me. I watched wistfully as those high-heeled boots carry
the old woman's whiplash slender body away from me. I loved the way the light
played across the back of her long leather dress swishing and moving with
every motion of her long lean body. Suddenly I came to my senses, quickly
becoming angry that the old witch had defeated me with a few simple tricks in
mere seconds. I was also angry with myself for not standing up and giving the
old bird a right slapping for daring to fight back. I don't really know how
she reacted so fast like BAM BAM BAM Game over but that wasn't how an
obviously classy woman like her was supposed to behave. I didn't often hit
girls but in her case I would be happy to make an exception.

I got to my knees when another dreadful thought hit me. She had humiliated me
in front of Sally who would spread it around the school! She needed to be
stopped. I was going to have to do something to Sally so bad that she would be
too terrified to even open her mouth, after I'd dealt with her dreadful snooty
mum. The camera phone! I suddenly remember the incriminating photo the craggy
narrow-faced woman had taken. My blood hit boiling point, remembering all the
things she had been calling me. ?Come here, you old trout!? I shouted after
her retreating backside. ?No-one calls me a runt and gets away with it! Give
me that phone?. The severe-faced woman stopped and looked over her shoulder
with a smug smile. ?What will you do if I don't, you horrible little runt!?
?I'll effing do ya, you old trout!? I screamed seeing red ?I'll kill ya! I'll
smash yer bloody face in!? I hollered as I closed the distance between us.
?And you Sally!? the girl looked scared ?You won't say a word about this to
anyone or I'll be flushing your head down the toilets every day for the rest
of your life? ?Oh how elegantly stated he is, Sally? Mrs. Forbes said, her
face dour and unsmiling ?He is such the raconteur?. I didn't know what that
meant. ?I'm going to wipe that smug smile from your face you old trout? I
yelled.

She whirled around to face me, the panels of the black leather dress billowing
out to show off a pair of stunning legs so slender they were deceptively long
yet shapely. With a strange knowing smirk of smugness the old woman stared at
me with cold eyes. The downward triangle of her black panties emphasised the
patch of sheer black nylon at the very top of her thighs and drew the eyes to
those thigh-boots. Wow! and what boots, kinky black leather softly moulded
over long thighs and shapely long calves that called to my loins leading to
the sensual curves of her feet raised upon high-heels. PHOAR! Mrs. Forbes
might look like an old bag but her long slender body clad in kinky leather was
really hot stuff. I wanted to run my hands all over the long shapely feminine
lines of those boots and with her slender yet busty form up top my dick gave a
strong lurch of wanton desire. In that moment of distraction she struck.

Striking like a rattle-snake her left forearm flashed across the inside of my
forearms and pulled them quickly against her pleasing bust. ?Hai!? I jumped as
her right hand flashed out. The edge of her hand held with the fingers
straight chopped into the side of my neck like an axe felling a tree. WHAP!
The thick chunk of muscle along the side of her hand slammed into the side of
my neck imparting a shocking force. The sensitive nerve endings in my neck
erupted overwhelming me with sudden pain. At the same time the shock to my
system made me disorientated and dizzy with patches of blackness blurring my
vision and for a moment had me fighting to remain conscious. I felt her right
hand grab the back of my neck and managed to re-focus my eyes only to see her
other arm raised elbow bent ready to strike. ?Yah!? her elbow came down
sharply in a motion like pulling the chain. ?Yah!? WHAM! Her arm struck about
an inch above the tip of the elbow pounding my left collar-bone. ?Argh!? the
left side of my torso collapsed downwards under the impact while searing pain
made me scared that she had broke my collar-bone.

As my body jerked down under the force of the blow and downward pressure from
the hand upon the back of my neck, I saw to my horror a black leather-clad
knee speeding up like a sexy sleek express train to meet my face. I didn't
even have time to scream. ?Hah!? WHAP! Bone aching pain exploded in the centre
of my face. I felt my nose flatten under her knee breaking the cartilage and
the blood begin to pour. At the same time my lips are mashed hard against my
teeth. My head snaps up savagely, with the rest of my body following falling
backwards with a brutally aching face, blood pouring from my nose and its
taste in my mouth. BLAM! My back slams into the ground and I'm mortified to
find myself once more collapsed at the booted feet of a mere woman.

I clutch my nose trying to stem the flow, my anger ready to flash the same
colour at being so brutally humiliated by this old woman. At the sight of a
pair of high-heeled booted feet stepping before me I look up ready to deliver
a torrent of abuse only for the words to stick in my throat. Two magnificent
columns of soft high-heeled black leather soared into the heavens above me.
Lord her slim legs seemed to go on almost forever. The supple reflective matt
of the sexy thigh boots contrasted by sexy patches of sheer black nylon at the
top of each thigh then soared up to a wonderful feminine shaped torso. The
pain in my bloodied face was replaced by a growing lust in my trousers for the
surprising defensive skills of this strange whiplash thin old woman with the
penchant for kinky clothing worn in public.

?Terry? Sally's voice spoke up with surprising confidence ?My mum is a black
belt and she really hates school bullies". Her eyes which were normally too
scared to look at me, stared with barely hidden excitement. Oh crap! No, she
must be winding me up. The old woman certainly knew how to defend herself and
that was enough to make me not to tangle with her anymore but I couldn't
believe the skinny old cow was a Karate expert or something. I got as far as
my knees but that lean sleek kinky-clad body was distracting. Her cold grey
eyes stared down at me along her prominent nose in that severe thin face with
open disdain. ?How old are you, boy?? Mrs. Forbes asked prodding my upper
thigh with the steel-capped sharp pointed toe of her oh-so long thigh-boots.
?What's it to you?? I growled angrily. ?He is 18 mother? Sally gleeful said. I
glared at her ?Shut the feck up bitch!? ?Ouch!? I yelped at another sharp
swift kick from the thigh-booted mother. ?Don't you talk to my daughter like
that you horrible little toad? ?Don't you call...Ouch!? I yelped at another
swift against my upper thigh. ?I will call you anything I like because I am
your elder and better while you are just a mindless runt?. I opened my mouth
to protest. Her leg twitched to kick again. ?Ouch!? I yelped failing to get
out of the way quick enough. Her small eyes got wider with the pupils dilating
with an excitement that chilled me. ?That means you are no longer legally
considered a child so I can beat you up severely without fear of being
arrested for assaulting a minor?

?W..what? N..no? I stuttered at her shocking words said so matter of factly.
That boot swung again and just caught me as I rolled to one side. Mrs. Forbes
leant forwards bringing her face close to mine. I tried not to look at the
nicely filled contents of her silky blouse falling forwards and dangling
before me. ?It means I am going to beat you up really badly and enjoy every
second of it? she said in a seductive whisper that called to my loins. ?Y..you
can't be serious? I protested. ?Become a nasty bully who lives by violence and
intimidation and you will be punished by violence and intimidation? she said
with a chilling smile. ?Y..you're crazy? I said backing away from this mad old
woman with the almost white blonde hair and scrawny figure. ?Do you remember
Stephen Wilson? Or Bradley Jones??. Thrown off guard by this change in topic,
I nodded while my heart raced as I tried not to look at the black panties
covering her crotch. They were two of the nastiest bastards I had ever met and
bullied the school with a reign of terror that scared pupils and teachers
alike. ?I see that you do she purred and stretched out a long sexy leather
boot with the top of the toe stroking the side of my cheek. I was too stunned
to push it away, besides it felt so good and kind of erotic. Her smile widened
as did her eyes ?They came to a nasty end didn't they??. That was right, there
was something about a nasty accident that put Stephen in hospital for a long
time and he never returned to school. With chills running down my spine I
realised the same thing had happened to Bradley a few years later. ?I had to
do it? her face lit up ?They were hurting too many children?. ?No, no. You're
winding me up. Trying to scare me? I said backing further away so I could
scramble to my feet and get away. Crazy old lady. Her smile became predatory
as her eyes hardened to steely grey increasing my nervousness. ?I'm going to
enjoy this very much? she whispered while her hand moved suggestively to the
front of her panties and gave them a naughty rub while opening her mouth
suggestively without taking her eyes off me. BERDOING! such an outrageously
sexual move had my cock straining my underpants.

?Sally. Go and wait for me at the Caf? by the boating lake, there are some
things you best not see? she said still staring at me. Sally's plain face
leaned in from the side with an eager expression. ?No mum. I really want to
see this. He's got it coming and I want to savour each moment?. ?Stop mucking
about Sally? I snapped ?You're not scaring me?. Surprisingly Sally leaned
close with her face inches from mine. ?I really hate you and hope you suffer?
she hissed ?I hope Mum puts you in hospital for a very long time?. ?You're
crazy! You're both crazy and should be locked up!? I shouted pushing Sally
away then jumping to my feet.

?Hai!? I jumped as a black blur streaked skywards right before me. BLAM! The
metal-reinforced sole of her long right boot caught me under the jaw hammering
it back over my shoulders with a loud crick and a scrambling of my senses. Her
long slim leg continued to rise until the top of her thigh hit her chest.
Throb! Throb! my dick throbbed at such flexibility. The next second the crazy
old lady spun quickly around and her long thigh-boot shot out again like a
bullet. ?Yah!? WUMP! ?Orrrragh!? The metalled sole punched deep into my belly
with the wicked stiletto heel stabbing like a needle. Not pausing for a
split-second, the whip-like thin woman continues to spin until I'm looking,
winded, at her sensationally small but compact arse sheathed in black panties
and sheer black tights as her long shapely slim leg blasts backwards with knee
bent. ?Hah!? in horror I saw the light shine off black leather as a long slim
shapely calve hurtled towards my groin. BLAM! ?Arrrrriiiii!? I screamed as a
metal-plated sole hammered my nuts striking at an upward angle from beneath my
legs while that nasty heel pierced the front of my jeans to deliver a stab of
blinding pain to the top of my ball-sack. I creased over cupping my balls with
my hands with tears in my eyes and the sound of jubilant applause from Sally.

Even doubled over my aching balls in excruciating pain, I found myself staring
at the patch of thigh clad in sheer black nylon above those sensationally
moulded leather boots as they walked casually to my side. ?Hai!? I jumped as
her knee jerked and a black leather blur rushed towards my bowed face. THWOCK!
my lips taste leather as her knee smashes into my mouth like a hammer brutally
powering my face upwards swiftly in a blinding blur of light and pain. The
rest of my torso follows suit, driven to stand straight in a painful instant
by her still rising knee. I'm shocked to find myself staggering about
unsteadily on my feet. A sign of weakness that shook me to the core.

The slender woman turned side on and the black leather lance kicked again.
?Hai! Hai! Hai!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! three powerful side kicks delivered in
barely a second rocked my face with brain-scrambling power, devastating speed
and sexy legged flexibility. Her metal soles landing like hammers bruising my
skin while her stiletto heels tore at my flesh. Standing in front of me, off
to one side she grabbed my T-shirt and pulled me forward while turning her
back to me. ?Hai!? a reflective black thigh-boot shot up in front of me, the
long leather-clad calve clubbing across my chest like running into a feminine
steel barrier. WHUMP! ?Hai! Hai!? ?Woargh!? I groaned as the old lady rapidly
kicked me across the chest twice more, my whole body jerking uncontrollably
under the power of her brutal kicks.

?Hai! Ha! Ha!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! The old woman's slim leather booted legs were
high-kicking my face so fast I only saw a blur. ?Hai! Ha! Ha!? BLAM! BLAM!
BLAM! Her boots kicked me so hard I nearly went blind in the never-ceasing
torrent of terrifyingly fast kicks. With the sharp toes, metal soles and
stiletto heels of her thigh-boots tearing up and mashing my face, her kicks
were a thing of real terror. Desperate to save my face I tried to raise my
hands to protect it but the old witch just gripped them, pulled them out to
each side and continued slamming her long slim boot through the middle with
relentless brutality. ?Hai! Ya! Ya! Ha!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!. My head was
rocking back and forth wildly like it was on a spring, My face felt it had
been broken under pounding mechanical hammers while my vision was permanently
blurred and my brain scrambled. Strangely being beaten up by an old woman with
a great pair of legs clad in sexy thigh-boots with a sexy patch of upper thigh
and hips clad in sheer nylon and her panties on show who was kicking my face
in with incredibly high front kicks was stimulating my cock to extreme levels
of hardness. I couldn't understand it yet Mrs. Forbes' incredible flexible and
devastating legs had given me a boner of epic proportions.

Her kicks were coming so fast that I couldn't even think of defending myself
let alone fight back. ?Hai!? a streak of reflected light off black leather
streaked across my chest. A leggy crowbar struck just beneath my ribs. WHOMP!
?Oarrraghh!? I wailed spilling my breath, stunned that something so slim and
feminine could feel so hard. Breathless I could only watch in terror as her
sleek willowy body tensed for another kick. I couldn't help staring at the
triangle of black at her crotch and the long sexy thigh-boots in open lust
mixed with fear as she drew back her right leg. Her voice started with a
chilling growl that rose to a blood-curdling scream. ?EeeeYAH!? I nearly
creamed myself. Moving in a blur that sexy slim right leg kicked right up. The
image of that black triangle of panties, the sheer black nylon of her upper
thighs and those long boots seared into my memory. A split-second later that
wicked sole smashed into my face like a sledge-hammer whipping it back to be
gouged by the stiletto heel a nano-second later. With brutal pain lancing
through my face as if the very bones had been broken and in a dazed
barely-conscious stupor I saw that long leg continuing to rise as I fell back.
With the foot above her head like a sexy leather-booted flagpole as I fell
back towards the ground, I was shocked to feel my dick stiffen to salute that
sexy image of the flexible deadly old lady do the standing splits with her
sexy booted slim legs. BAM! ?Orrgh!? I cried out as my back slammed hard
against the ground.

The sound of high-heeled footsteps close by brought me to my senses. ?Get up
you toe rag and take it like a man, you nasty little runt? Mrs. Forbes low
gravelly tones commanded. The effing bitch! I raised my head to see the
thigh-high boots of the mad old cow standing by my feet. The sight of her sexy
long slim thigh-boots, the nylon-sheathed upper legs wrapping around her
slender hips and the triangle of black at her crotch as I lay looking up along
their full length from the ground was the sexiest thing that I had ever seen.
Throb throb throb, my dick rose in my pants trying to reach that unobtainable
triangle of black at her crotch. ?PHROAR! I think he fancies you mum!? Sally
stated in a clearly amused tone. ?Yes dear? Mrs. Forbes looked down at me with
barely concealed contempt. ?That always happens. Most men secretly long to be
physically over-whelmed and dominated by a woman? she said with a chuckle
which Sally joined in. ?Kick him hard for long enough and your little runt
will almost certainly mess his trousers?. Mother and daughter burst into
outrageous laughter as I fumed in my shame.

With aches, bruises and cuts protesting I pushed myself to my knees in
disbelief. I'd never been this badly beaten in a fight and the fact that it
was an old lady doing the beating was humiliating. I had to do something to
put her in her place but what? Out the corner of my eye I spotted my bag and
remembered the resin knife. Making a quick roll I came up with my knife in my
hand. Only to see the arrogant calm face of Mrs. Forbes as her booted knee
snapped up before her then the long slim shapely calve draped below kicked
forward with incredible speed. ?Yah!? BLAM! ?Arghh!? I cried as the shapely
foot of her boot smashed across the inside of my wrist, my hand going limp and
tingly as the knife went flying.

A split-second later the scary old lady was grabbing the front of my shirt
with both hands and a slim shiny booted knee and shin rising fast. BLAM!
?Arghhh!? the sharp-toe drove hard into my balls. To my surprise, with her
foot still firmly buried in my nut-sack, she pushed her body backwards
throwing herself towards the ground pulling me down on top of her lifting me
from my feet. As her back hit the ground, I was rolled above her looking right
down at her scary severe face when her leg straightened. ?Arghh!? I cried at a
burst of power from that sharp toe and needle-like stiletto in my nuts tried
to ram itself inside to rupture my nut-sack. ?Ooooooooo!? I wailed at the pain
in my groin as I found myself kicked high into the air, hurtling at great
speed right over her body flipping over as I flew unsupported. BERLAM!
?Orrrrghh!? my back slammed against the ground driving out my breath.

With the world still spinning around my head and balls aching like thunder, I
was helpless as a sharp stiletto heel stepped upon the base of my throat.
?Kkk! Kkk!? the wicked heel threatened to pierce my throat. I felt so
vulnerable and helpless as the scary old lady seized my left wrist, pulled my
arm straight vertically. With a view right up her kinky legs, patch of
nylon-sheathed upper thighs to that triangle of black panties at her crotch I
was mesmerised with a wild desire to get inside those knickers. ?Arghh!? I
screamed as she snapped forward my hand until it was bent double. ?Up before I
break your wrist? she commanded and began to raise my bent hand forcing me
quickly to my feet. ?Pull a knife on me and you deserve everything I give you?
the narrow-faced big nosed dragon said without emotion just before her hands
darted forwards to seize the front of my shirt and raised a knee to bury a
sharp heel again in my groin. WHAP! ?Arghh!? I yelped. To my horror the old
woman jumped up and slammed both sharp heels straight into my nuts. WHAM!
?Arrrghhhnnn!? I screamed as twin needle-points of pain lanced through my
groin while the lean woman lent back, her weight pulling me forwards as she
fell backwards pulling me off my feet. No, not again I wailed in my mind as my
body fell towards that of the old lady. As her back hit the ground and the
flaps of her long leather dress fell back, I saw myself raised upon two long
slender columns of leather-booted sexiness with her panties at her crotch, an
unreachable yet desirable paradise. Her back hit the ground with myself above
over looking down as a twin surge of crippling agony drove through both heels
and her metal soles planted firmly in my groin. ?Arghh!? a powerful leggy
surge launched me high into the air while I screamed mentally at the terrible
lancing pain in my balls. I flew high and flipped over real fast everything a
dizzying blur spinning around me until my back slammed heavily into the
ground. BERLAM!

I wanted that to be the end of it as I lay with my eyes closed as the spinning
world made me feel nauseous. In horror I heard the sound of high heels
treading close by. My eyes flew open to see the high-heeled boots tightly
moulded to the shape of her long slender calves. I opened my mouth to scream
as the hard-faced woman snapped her knee higher than her waist. My scream
dried on my lips as foot plummeted down towards me in a blur BLAM! ?Arggghhh!?
I screamed as the metal reinforced stiletto heel drove like a spike right into
the back of my right hand. ?Arghh arghh!? thinking that it had driven all the
way through. There was plenty of blood and I couldn't move my fingers. ?You
bullies are all the same. Think you are so tough until you meet someone who
fights back?. Her eyes narrowed as she looked down at me in cold sympathy
?Then you cack your pants and cry your eyes out? ?You see, Sally, there's
nothing to be afraid of. Your big bad bully is nothing more than a pathetic
little runt? she sneered.

?Don't call me a runt, you crazy old bitch!? I yelled nursing my useless right
hand and getting to my feet intending to get as far away I could from this mad
dangerous old turkey. The woman with the pale-blonde hair cackled. ?Oh dear
Sally, look at how the runt mouths off while getting ready to run away? she
sneered raising one eyebrow. ?You can tell your whole school how the nasty
little runt ran away from your dear old mother? her thin face was harsh and
cold. ?Stop calling me that, you old witch, or I'll? ?Or you'll what? Run away
crying? she said scornfully. ?I'll I'll fix you, you old bag? I stated
angrily. The old bitch had ruined my right hand and I saw red.

Moving swiftly, the willowy woman in the open leather dress, silky blouse and
thigh-boots placed one heeled boot in front of the other turning slightly to
one side to me and raised her hands both held open-palmed with the fingers
stiff with one hand in front and the other level with her face. Crap! It
looked like the old witch really knew what she was doing. ?Come on then runt.
Show me what a big man you are? she sneered. She stepped forward purposefully.
?Hai!? she shouted making me jump and try to throw a punch with my good arm.
Striking like a snake she caught my wrist, quickly raised her right knee and
fired her foot inside my arm. ?Hai!? BAM! Her sharp-toe drove into the side of
my jaw jerking it out of place. ?Hai!? WHUMP! The long slim feminine shaped
boot hammered across my chest. ?Yah!? BLAM! The boot struck like lightning
with the top of the foot clubbing across my face.

Dropping my arm the woman stepped in close. ?Yah Yah! Yah!? WHUMP! WHUMP!
WHUMP! Her fists pounded my gut in less than a second. Gasping, I creased over
staring at that sexy patch of upper thigh sheathed in sheer black between her
black panties and the tops of her boots. I was terrified that she would knee
me in the face again so drove my fist at close range into her belly. WHUMP! My
fist struck something solid and to my sorrow she didn't even seem bothered. A
tight smile spread across her thin face. ?35 years in the Royal Ballet gives
you a belly as hard as steel? she stated matter of factly. ?Now, it's my
turn?. In alarm I tried to force myself straight to get away but she was too
fast. Grabbing my shoulder and keeping me bent over she slammed her knee into
my gut over and over. ?Yah! Yah! Yah! Yah!? WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! WHUMP! Her
booted knee pounded my belly rapidly like she was playing the drums. Each
strike was powerful and physically lifted my feet from the ground as my body
violently jerked under the brutal impact. I was so badly winded and the
stomach cramps so severe that I was paralysed to inaction, stunned that I was
unable to even defend myself from this crazy old woman in the kinky clothes.
The realisation that this old woman really was a Karate expert hit me as did
her knee, and I felt a strange mixture of fear even as my cock throbbed.

Creased over and too winded to move, I watched helplessly as the whiplash
slender woman turned around in front of me threw aside the flaps of her
leather dress revealing a small tight compact backside. Sheer black nylon
sheathed tight rounded buttocks looked as hard as cannonballs with a sexy
sheen with a thin strip of black material separating them. The kinky old woman
was wearing a thong! PHROAR! I wanted to groan as she pressed that sensational
backside into my groin teasing my stiffness. Before I could enjoy the
sensation she wrapped her slender arms around my neck and pulled me into a
side headlock. Shockingly her slim arms clamped on with surprisingly brawny
strength. With my face looking down at the ground over her slim hips, my hands
flew to her slender arms certain that I could prise them away easily. Her
deceptively strong slender arms felt like steel cables wrapped around my neck.
Pulling my head down low she forced me to bend over her hip, the feel of her
small firm buttocks pressing into my groin nearly made me lose my load. Then
came the sound that I was dreading. ?Hai! Ha! Ha! Ha!? with nowhere to look
but down I watched in dread as her right nylon-sheathed upper thigh and booted
knee jerked up and down like a piston. Over and over her knee smashed into my
downturned face with powerful force. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! ?Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!?
I grunted in agony powerless to stop her turning my face into an aching
bruised and bloodied mess of pain.

?Hai! Ha! Hai! Ha! Hai!? Her right leg began kicking back with non-stop
energy. The sexiest shapely thigh-boots I'd ever seen with her wicked stiletto
heel driving like a nail-gun sent white hot needles of pain into the top of my
ball-sack while the metal sole crushed into it from beneath. A pincher-like
movement that sent shards of pain screaming throughout my being as my body
jerked physically into the air with each pain-lanced kick of frightening
power. Her strong wiry arms still locked around my neck brought me back down
to earth again in time for the next brutal back-kick. ?Argh argh no argh!? I
cried in agony, tears filling my eyes and streaming down my face.

It took several seconds to realise that the terrible kicks had stopped. ?There
Sally. Still think he is a scary bully?? I looked up to see the frightening
Mrs. Forbes had gone over to speak with her daughter. ?Or a pathetic cry-baby
loser?? ?Pathetic cry-baby loser? Sally replied. The willowy woman with the
pale blonde hair looked over her shoulder at me, her thin severe-looking face
fixing me with a cold stare that chilled me to the bone. I thought about
running but then watched mesmerised as the old woman suddenly threw her slim
body into a series of high-speed cartwheels, her long booted legs flipping
through the air like the hands of a crazed clock. Her amazing litheness spoke
to my loins and before I knew it she was bending forward right in front of me.
The top of her head flipped down level with my groin as her right leg whipped
right back over her back and shoulders with eye-watering speed in a scorpion
kick. ?Yah!? KABLAM! The sole and heel of her boot clubbed the top of my head
and sent me stumbling back. The next split second the scary woman had jumped
to her feet right in front of me and spun her side to me. ?Hai!? the sole of
her boot rocketed towards me and slammed into my throat. BERLAM! ?Kkkk kkkk!?.

Terrified that she had crushed my throat and punctured it with her cruel heel,
I didn't notice her grab my right wrist and turn around wrapping her other
hand around the top of my arm until her sexy hard compact backside thrust
itself into my groin. As she leant forward raising me onto my toes I felt that
sexy arse push back hard sending an electric surge of pleasure through my
groin. I never got to enjoy it because the next second I was being whipped at
high speed over her shoulder. ?Woah!? I yelped as I spun forwards at a
dizzying speed with my head rapidly falling downwards. KABLAM! My back slammed
hard against the ground. The very next second the old bird who still had hold
of my arm forced me onto my side and slammed her right boot down against the
side of my head with the stiletto biting deep.

?I hate school bullies, you little runt. As you have discovered? The
frightening old lady told me in a near-growl that made me instantly burst into
tears with fear. ?Please, please no more? I cried shocked at how pathetic and
weak I sounded. ?You will stay away from my daughter? She warned grinding the
needle-like heel into my temple causing me to squeal in pain. I was shocked to
see Sally's face smiling as she yelped with delight. ?Do you understand me you
horrible little runt?? the terrifying old woman asked. ?Yes, yes, please let
me go? I sobbed. ?Oh I will let you go alright? She said to my relief. ?To the
hospital!?. I opened my mouth to scream as the old woman's boot snapped into
the air bent at the knee poised over me but my voice froze up knowing that she
was going to stomp my face out of existence. ?Mum!? Sally hissed just as that
deadly boot was about to fall like an executioner's hammer. ?Someone's coming?
?Oh botheration? Mrs. Forbes sighed and lowered her boot to the ground.

I whimpered in fright as the slender old lady crouched down on one knee giving
a close-up view of her black panties moulded to her crotch as she raised her
right hand held with fingers straight and together with her palm open. Oh God!
This woman was too much to handle. My dick thrashed around like crazy knowing
she had literally kicked my arse good and proper. I had never felt so scared
of anyone before and knew that this slender leggy woman in kinky gear was
going to finish me off with her hands. ?Hai!? my dick gave a strong lurch that
leaked a bit of cum as her hand moved like lightning. The side of her slender
mature hand fell like an axe with a quick hard chop to the arteries at the
side of my neck. WHAP! ?Nnnnnnn!? I groaned through clenched teeth as the
whole of my body tensed while as a shock to my nervous system blasted through
me as if hit by a cattle prod. I felt my body immediately relax again as a
darkness fell over me.

***

Orrrr! I came around with an aching body, horrified to find that I could
barely open my eyes. I touched them ?Ouch!? they were badly swollen and sore.
Everywhere I felt on my face was terribly bruised cut-up and swollen. Ouch!
every move I made caused bits of my body to ache badly in protest. ?Yes. Mum
did a good job on you. I don't think any girls are going to fancy you for
quite some time to come? it was Sally Forbes' voice full of mocking scorn. I
looked towards the direction of her voice but could only make a figure hiding
in the shadows. Obviously the stupid cow was scared of me. Looking around at
my surroundings, I found myself on a rubber matted floor inside an unfamiliar
building which sort of had an outbuilding feel to it. ?It was a shame she
didn't have time to finish breaking you so you would have been in hospital for
a very long time? ?If you don't tell me where I am, you'll be the one in
hospital for a very long you silly bitch? I growled. ?This is the back of our
garage that Mum has converted into the gym where she is teaching me Karate?
?What the Feck are you...? my words dried on my lips as the figure stepped out
of the shadows.

My first thought was PHROAR! who was this hotty? Then realised with a shock
that it was the same familiar face with the small grey eyes, prominent nose
and wide mouth with thick lips. Sally without her glasses and with her tousled
mousey brown hair down looked so completely different. I know what're your
thinking but it was true. With her hair loose and tumbling down her back and
without those geeky glasses, she was actually quite good looking. So much so
that I kicked myself for not noticing before. However that wasn't the only
thing that tied up my tongue as she walked slowly towards me with a confident
smile. Around her tall lean boyish figure was wrapped a short white cotton
kimono. My heart starting pounding and I began sweating, made nervous by a
simple piece of clothing. ?W..why are you wearing that kimono?? I asked in
shock. Her smile got wider ?It's a gi jacket, stupid. It's what Karate
practitioners wear? her tone sounded condescending. Jeez! Karate! I began to
panic thinking of that brutal beating her scary old mother had given me. Then
I saw the white belt tied around her waist and felt relief. White belt meant
beginner, right? That meant that she was still the Sally that I used to bully.
Except she wasn't.

The gi jacket came down barely below her crotch, below which her legs were
sheathed in sheer tan coloured tights. PHROAR! This was what was getting me
all hot and bothered for Sally's legs were simply sensational. Long and
slender to match her tall willowy build like her mother, her legs were shapely
and very sexy in those nylons. Being the geeky studious type, she always wore
long dresses and not being the sporty type I couldn't remember seeing her in
kit either. Man oh man! my cock was responding to those sexy legs and I now
regretted picking on her because she is a lot hotter than I had thought. Sally
stepped closer. ?What's wrong Terry?? her voice is soft and silky. With her
hair down she is very feminine and I realise that I fancy her. She steps
closer, her hands touching the edges of her cotton jacket. ?Does this make you
nervous??. Sally was no longer the scared shrinking violet but surprisingly
sexy and confident. Throb! Throb! while the gi jacket may have been making me
nervous her transformation into a sexy leggy hotty who I fancied like crazy
had turned my world upside down. I wanted to take her there and then except
that white jacket stopped me. I cursed myself for being so stupid. ?No, no,
Sally. Look I've treated you bad in the past, I realise that and feel really
bad about that and...?

My chat-up was rudely interrupted by a more unwelcome figure walking into the
small home gym. ?So the little toe-rag is awake at last. Sally you can go
inside this is not going to be pleasant? Mrs. Forbes' strident gravelly rang
out. Like her daughter, the old woman wore a white cotton gi jacket around her
very slim frame with a black belt around her waist. Her long slender legs were
encased in sheer black tights and to my surging lustful cock I could see where
Sally had inherited those great legs. ?Please mum, I want to stay, I really
hate him. He's made my life a misery and now I want to do the same to him?
Sally spoke up. A pleased smile appeared on the severe face of her mother.
?Why of course dear. That's the best way to deal with a bully. We'll
incorporate it into your training. Go and get the breaking boards? she
instructed. ?I bet you think you've had a lucky escape, young man? the scary
woman addressed me as her daughter went off to look in a cupboard. A chilling
smile appeared on her lips. The old woman with her black belt scared me
although I enjoyed the sight of her long slim legs now that they weren't
covered by thigh-boots. The gi jacket wrapped around her body emphasized it's
lithe slimness. Without her high-heels her calves noticeably flared out on
either side of her slim shins with wide wings of muscle considerably out of
proportion than the rest of her legs. As she turned around to watch Sally
return, I gaped in astonishment at the thick well-defined balls of muscle with
sharp downward pointing arrow heads. I remembered her saying something about
the Royal Ballet, well she certainly had dancer's calves and very sexy they
looked too except she terrified me.

PHWOW! I loved looking at Sally's legs as she returned with about a three foot
length of wood a few inches thick and handed it to her mother. PHROAR those
short gi jackets that mother and daughter wore were more like micro skirts and
really showed off their sensational legs which looked so sexy sheathed in
sheer nylon. I really loved to do both of them here, except the mother was a
crazy old bird. The dangerous woman with the black belt adopted a stance while
holding the wooden plank lengthways in front of her. ?Come on Sally. Imagine
this is Terry. Punch your way through your fears? she encouraged her daughter
as she faced the plank of wood with her fists balled visibly psyching herself
up while concentrating on the short plank of wood. I knew it was a lot of
baloney yet felt a build up of excitement as the leggy girl worked herself up.
?HAI!? the uncharacteristic loud shout from the placid girl made me jump and
my dick lurch as her right fist leapt forward. CRACK! It drove right through
the centre of the plank which broke neatly in two in her mother's hands. ?Well
done, Sally? she said. The old crone shot me a look ?Although Terry doesn't
look too impressed. I expect he thinks you broke that through sheer brute
force or that it was pre-cut?. That was precisely what I thought. Sally's eyes
gave me a hard glance that while wearing that gi top chilled me. ?While don't
you demonstrate that punch on the little runt?? ?Oh yes? Sally's voice was a
low hiss while her eyes blazed fury.

?No way! If you think I'm going to let a girl hit me you've another thing
coming? I snarled trying to move away from Sally. Suddenly the willowy old
crone with the black belt blocked my way with her hands held open with
straight fingers. ?HAI!? her right hand leapt skyward next to her head and I
nearly jumped out of my skin with fright. ?Yah!? her left hand darted out
grabbed my wrist as her right fell like an axe across the side of my elbow.
BAM! ?Arghh!? a jarring tingling numbing sensation radiated along my arm
before the old witch twisted my arm preventing my escape. ?Watch. This is how
you do it? the scary old woman lectured. Restraining me by keeping my right
arm twisted out in front of me, she balled up her left hand and moved it
slowly in a straight line towards the centre of my chest while talking to her
daughter. ?Drive your fist nice and straight towards his sternum?. She pressed
her small knuckles into my breast bone, moving her hand back and forth a few
times to demonstrate the motion which frankly scared me. She was so close to
me that I could clearly see the lines and wrinkles in her severe face and the
stretch marks around her neck reminding me just how aged this woman actually
was. ?Remember to visualise driving your fist to a point beyond the target as
you did with the wood?. From barely a few millimetres from my chest she
swiftly jabbed me. WHUMP! ?Orrppph!? I groaned as the sudden impact drove air
from my lungs. That she could punch so hard from only a few millimetres away
scared me silly.

As Sally stepped forwards to have a go, my natural instinct was to move away
except her leggy mother still had hold of my arm. ?Will you keep still boy!?
she shouted. ?Hai!? in a split second her left knee leapt up and the
nylon-sheathed leg snapped straight driving the sole of her foot into my
groin. BLAM! ?Arghhh!? I cried as the pain flared up in my already bruised
balls. Twisting my arm she stopped me folding over and forced me upright.
?Hai!? Turning her side towards me, her knee raised swiftly once more and her
leg flashed forwards in a sidekick as if on a hair-trigger. BLAM! ?Oieee!? I
squealed as her foot again hammered my aching balls. Again she twisted my
captive arm to stop me doubling over my groin forcing me to stand while
glaring into my eyes with those small hard cold eyes of hers with a look of
open disdain. ?You will stand still so that Sally can practice on you
otherwise I will demonstrate to her the total piecemeal destruction of a man
and you won't like that. Understood?? she growled.

Even before I could nod my head the scary willowy old lady with the near-white
hair had whipped my right arm behind my back forcing it right up between the
shoulder blades. ?Argh arghh arghh!? I yelped but she had me powerless in a
hammerlock keeping me under control as Sally approached with a hard gleam in
her eyes. ?Go on Sally, imagine his chest is that block of wood. Drive your
fist through it?. No! that sent sheer panic through me. I tried to calm myself
down realising that she was just trying to scare me. This was baloney! How
could a non-sporty bookish girl throw a punch let alone one hard enough to
hurt me? She was having a laugh. Besides she was only a white belt and that
meant she was only a beginner.

Sally stood in front of me fists clenched by her sides staring at me composing
herself. I couldn't help my eyes slipping down and lustfully roaming over her
long slender nylon-clad legs. ?This is a joke right?? I yelled struggling in
the old women's arm-lock unable to get free. ?In your own time, dear? Mrs.
Forbes encouraged close to my ear as she held my struggling body captive.
?Come on Sally. Stop messing around. Let me take you out by way of making
amends?. Her eyes went chillingly hard at my words. ?HAI!? the surprisingly
loud shout made me jump and my dick lurch as her fist sped towards me. BAM!
?Mmnn!? her fist struck the middle of my chest. As I had expected it was
pretty feeble, more like a hard tap but I was shocked that she had actually
hit me. I thought she looked kind of hot standing there in that short top with
a stern expression of concentration. I forced a smile. ?Come on Ss...? ?HAI!?
BLAM! ?Nnnurr!? I grunted as her fist struck with considerable force. ?Hai!
Hai! Ha! Ha!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! To my amazement the geek girl's fists
kept slamming against my chest with each punch stronger than the last that
they were actually beginning to hurt. ?Yah! Dah! Da! Da!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
BLAM! her punches were landing one after another about one per second rocking
my body, slamming against my ribs disrupting my lungs functioning. ?Hai! Yah!?
WHUMP! WHUMP! Gasping for breath but unable to draw any, I tried to twist and
turn in her mother's brutal arm-lock to no avail. ?Yah! Dah!? WHUMP! WHUMP!
With her fists raining against my airless chest, a maniacal gleam grew in her
eyes as she got more confident and sent a chill running down my spine. ?Dah!
Die! Die! Die!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Her punches were so strong now that I
was genuinely scared that she was going to break my ribcage as easily as she
had broken that plank of wood.

?Woah! That's enough Sally? to my surprise and relief the voice of the old
woman restraining me from behind rang out while twisting my body out of the
path of Sally's furious fists. ?We don't want him to go to hospital just yet?
she chuckled while I hung in her arm-lock with my mouth wide open clutching at
air with my head faint and spinning. ?Why don't you go and work out with the
weights while mummy takes care of the little runt? ?It felt good!? I heard
Sally pant looking at me hungrily. Her small grey eyes seemed to smoulder with
an inner desire peering at me atop her large prominent nose. ?It made me feel
so strong. I want to hurt him, mother. I want to make him suffer to pay back
all the suffering he put me through over the years?. Looking at how hot she
had become especially those great legs, I regretted picking on her. Her
chilling uncharacteristic words uttered with such passion were shocking and I
found myself with an unexpectedly hard rising erection. I wanted to poke this
hot girl in the very short gi top and the hot legs sheathed in tan nylon.

?Sally, let's make a.? ?HAI!? her fist was a blur as it rocketed towards my
face. BLAM! Her small knuckles hammered against my chin with a short sharp
blow that snapped my face savagely back. ?Hai! Hai! Ha! Ha!? her fist kept
pounding my chin whipping my face back and forth really fast making my eyes
blur over and sending my brain into a daze. ?Da! Da! Die! Die!? my head was
spinning, my jaw an aching mess shocked by how hard she was punching. ?Die!
Die! Die!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!! I was sure my ears were hearing things. ?Die!
Die!? my body kept flying back into Mrs. Forbes with my head lolling. ?Try
some elbow strikes, dear? she suggested.

?Die!? her elbow swung around at shoulder height. BLAM! It caught me on the
side of my jaw brutally whipping my face to the right. ?Die!? Whimper, whimper
oh God this couldn't be happening. BLAM! Her elbow struck like a sledgehammer
on the other side of my jaw hurling my face in the other direction, my eyes
motion blind and my jaw badly aching. ?Die!? BERLAM! Her elbow struck beneath
the jaw blasting my face upwards towards the ceiling. If Mrs. Forbes hadn't
been restraining me I would have collapsed to the floor.

?Take a breather dear. Let the stupid runt recover a bit. Don't use him up all
at once? mother told daughter. With my arms locked behind my back and my head
lolling towards the floor, I became aware of Sally's legs as I regained my
senses. PHROAR! They were incredible, so slim so long yet shapely and
unbelievably sexy sheathed all the way from the tips of her toes to her crotch
in sheer tan nylon. ?Mum he's staring at my legs again??That's because the
little loser fancies you? ?Orrrr Sally you've the best legs of any girl in
school? I moaned with my dick aching to get right inside her. ?Oh please go
out with me, let me make it up to you? ?This is how you deal with randy little
creeps like him, dear? Mrs. Forbes said releasing my arms and coming around to
stand right in front of me. With mother and daughter wearing very short gi
jackets and their long slim legs clad in sheer nylon looking sexy and
sensational, I couldn't help getting an erection.

The severe-looking woman's leg swung forwards towards my groin and I leapt
back in fright. ?I warned you what would happen if you didn't stand still boy?
she shouted angrily. ?P..please I'm sorry? I found myself shamefully begging
to the old lady. ?Then stand still laddie? she demanded. Forcing myself to
stay clam I stood as once more the old woman's leg swung forward gently and
pressed her heel against my groin. ?Strike with the heel Sally. Especially
when bare-footed?. Her foot swung back and forth pressing the heel into my
groin as she spoke. The feel of her nylon-covered sole against my stiffening
boner just made it all the harder. ?That's the hardest part of your foot and
saves you breaking your toes?. ?Hai!? WHUMP! ?Orragh!? I wailed at the sudden
sharp stomp to my balls that had me creasing my eyes, gritting my teeth and
sinking down to hunch over my groin. Wrapped up in my world of pain I heard
mother whispering something in daughter's ear.

I looked up to see Sally slink towards me with a strange smile on her face.
Every step emphasised her sexy long slender legs. I gasped as she slid her
beautiful long right thigh between my legs as her face came seductively close
to mine. ?Orrrrr!? I moaned, she had such great legs. I found myself subtly
humping her thigh, the hard-on inside my trousers rubbing over the smooth
nylon covering her delicious long thighs. Full of lust I grabbed her to pull
her against my body to kiss her. ?So you fancy me now do you?? her mouth
whispered seductively close to my ear. ?Oh yes? I gasped. Her mouth moved to
my ear and her tongue flicked out to lick it. The unexpected sensation of this
hot leggy girl licking my ear while I slowly humped her thigh was too much.
?Nnnnnnarrrghh! Nnnnarrrgh! nnnnarrrr!? I moaned ecstatically as the sensual
sensations completely overwhelmed me and uncontrollably creamed myself. Sally
withdrew her leg and stepped back with a smirk of amusement. ?Oh mum! What a
pathetic loser, he's just messed his pants over my leg?. I hung my head
blushing with shame. ?Yes dear, he's a horny nasty little toad. I've shown you
a cure for that?.

A smile appeared on Sally's face so chilling that I knew what she intended.
?Sally, please no? I begged.?Hai!? I jumped as her slim nylon-sheathed leg
hammered her heel into my balls. BLAM! ?argh!?. ?Hai! Hai! Ha! Ha!? BLAM!
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! again and again her stomp-like kicks to my groin hammered my
nuts with such force that my lower torso kept lurching backwards beneath the
rest of me. ?Die! Die! Die!? Oh God she won't stop! Her kicks are getting
stronger and stronger. BLAM! BLAM! BERLAM! The last was a stomp so strong that
my feet momentarily left the floor. To my horror as soon as my feet touch the
floor Sally steps forwards grabs the top of my head and pulls it down to meet
her rapidly rising knee. ?Die!? BERLAM! I taste nylon and blood as a powerful
painful force like a mallet smashes into my face exploding and completely
obliterating it in excruciating pain. BLAM! I hit the floor with every bone in
my face aching and my balls on fire.

Through my world of throbbing pain I hear hands clapping. ?Oh well done,
darling. You are amazing. Why were you ever afraid of this runt?. I couldn't
believe that geeky Sally had become so violent that she had actually dropped
me and left me incapacitated in overwhelming pain. But she was only a white
belt! I couldn't get my brain around that. From my view on the floor it was
hard not to stare up at mother and daughter along their sexy sensational slim
legs clad in sheer nylon right up to the glimpse of underwear at the crotches
visible from this angle beneath the hems of their very short white gi jackets
and not get turned on despite the aching throb in my groin. Mrs. Forbes seemed
to be demonstrating some strikes and kicks that Sally was no doubt going to
practice on me. Well sod that for a game of soldiers. Sally was as crazy as
her mother and I wasn't going to hang around here to be her practice dummy. I
had barely got to my feet, wincing with every move trying to suppress gasps of
pain, intending to make a run for the doors at the front of the garage when a
tall slim figure in a white cotton wrap-around jacket stepped in front of me
looking unusually strong and confident. ?You're not going anywhere Terry until
I've finished my Karate practice? Sally's bold confident words were oddly
exciting.

I was so stunned by the change in her attitude that I watched dumbfounded as
she raised her hands open-palmed with the fingers together and straight like a
blade. ?Hai!? her shout made me jump as the side of her hand slashed down and
chopped the side of my neck. WHAP! ?Arrgh!? excruciating bolts of pain burned
through my nervous system. ?Hai!? my dick lurched as the side of her hand
slashed down to chop the other side. ?WHAP!? ?Arghh!? My whole body stiffened
and shook and my nerves were on fire. As the pain surged through my body the
tousled-haired girl in the white wrap-around jacket watched with a calm
confident look of superiority that made my dick stiffen. ?Yah!? her hand
chopped my trapezius muscle running from my neck to my shoulder cap. WHUMP
?Argh!? my shoulder cap leapt up towards my face. ?That's it dear, keep him
suffering. Don't knock him out? Mrs. Forbes instructed her daughter.

Out of sheer fear I tried to grab her hands to stop her chopping me but Sally
deftly twisted my wrist and sent a kick blasting into my side. ?Ha!? BLAM!
?Arghhh!? it felt like someone had taken a lump-hammer to my side of my waist.
How could non-sporty geeky Sally kick with such power? ?Argh!? she bent back
my hand at the wrist then twisted my arm forcing me to bend forwards until I
was looking at the floor. I was stunned by how Sally was physically dominating
me. ?Hai!? ?No!? I screamed in fear as her long nylon-sheathed right leg
kicked off the floor with incredible speed. BERLAM! ?Arghh!? her dainty foot
blasted my face like a bomb going off snapping my aching head right back.
?Argh!? I yelped again at the sharp pain in my twisted arm as I was hauled
back towards her.

Releasing my hand the girl I thought I knew so well shouted right in my face.
?Die!? I jumped. A chuckle and no chop made me look up to see a mocking smile
as she stood with her feet apart with hands raised in a fight stance. She
looked so hot with her sexy legs and her short jacket like a micro-skirt as
she deliberately intimated me with her slender but deadly hands raised ready
to strike at any moment. ?How does it feel to be bullied, Terry? Not nice is
it?? Sally said with a smirk of superiority that chilled me. I realised in
horror that my former victim had become a deadly powerful fighting Goddess
against which I stood no chance. Shockingly my cock was rock hard at the
thought which scared me silly.

This couldn't be happening!, I couldn't let I happen. ?Hai!? the shout fired
my arms up in front of my upper body to try and stop her next chop. Before
they got in place she knocked them casually aside with one arm then chopped me
with her other hand across the upper part of my stomach. WHUMP! ?Ooffffff!?
air escaped my lips while Sally openly laughed at my puny attempt to save
myself.

?Die!? WHUMP! the side of her rigid hand bit into the side of my neck
disrupting the blood to my brain and causing black spots before my eyes.
Chopped to helplessness Sally had become a martial arts Goddess in my eyes.
She may only be a white belt but she was too dangerous for me to handle and
every nerve-jarring chop was pumping up my cock to extreme hardness. ?Die!?
WHUMP! a chop to the side of my head and my legs turned to water and I fell to
my knees before the young leggy Goddess. She lifted up my head by my hair.
?Die!? a chop across my throat WHOCK! ?Kkkk! Kkkk!? can't breathe ?Kkkk!?
Grabbing my wrist Sally bent it back and forced me to lay on my side. ?Die!?
the back of her heel slammed against my sternum. BLAM! ?Krrghhh!? a horrible
rasp as air was expelled over my bruised throat. ?Die!? BLAM! a powerful stomp
to my head left my senses reeling as darkness closed in and threatened to take
me.

?Well, you seem to be doing marvellously on your own Sally. I shall leave you
to it? Mrs. Forbes said. Sudden panic took me. ?No!? I gasped ?don't go!? I
amazed myself by begging for the old lady to stay. Mrs. Forbes laughed ?My,
Sally. It seems the bullying little runt is now terrified of you?. ?Try not to
kill him dear that might be a bit awkward to explain to the police? She said
before turning to go, leaving me to watch her big dancer's calves, so much
thicker than the rest of her very slim legs flex and wane in a very sexy
manner as she walked away without heels.

?Get up Terry. It's payback time? Sally told me leaning over and reaching down
to grab my arm. ?Leave me alone? I hissed over my raw throat grabbing at the
front of her jacket to try and resist until she bent back my wrist to force me
to my feet. Releasing my hand she stood there facing me. ?Try to attack me
Terry so I can defend myself? she demanded. Sod that for a laugh I'm not
getting my balls busted. I've seen those self-defence videos, I know how it
goes. Just then I saw that the front of Sally's gi jacket had been loosened
and now hung loose. Beneath it, all she had on was a white bra and matching
panties visible beneath the sheer tan coloured nylon tights. That was sexy
enough but I was astonished to see a very hard looking stomach complete with a
faintly-defined six-pack. I just couldn't stop staring as this was the last
thing I expected to see on this geeky non-sporty girl. Her belly was so taut
and toned but with an undeniable six pack. Her eyes stared at me with an
amused expression as she let the gi jacket slip down her arms. BERDOING! I
went rock hard in an instant. Sally Forbes had a hot fit body! OMG it was the
hottest body I'd ever seen on a girl from school! THUMP THUMP THUMP! I was
shocked to see faint but definite biceps veins in her arms! ?OMG Sally, you've
got a really hot body!? I gasped in amazement ?Have you been working out??.
Her lips parted sensually as her mouth widened in amusement. She was never the
sporty type at school. ?Mum has been helping build my strength up so I can
stand up to bullies like you?. Holding her gi jacket with one hand she raised
it to throw it in the corner, a flicker of strong biceps appeared in her arm.
THROB! THROB! Sally was small-chested with a long lanky, rather boyish torso
with long slim legs yet that firm taut ribbed stomach taunted my eyes. She was
surprisingly very fit and sexy and I am really turned on. I wanted her badly
but that Karate shite and that hint of muscle in her stomach and arms made me
forget about just grabbing her and taking her.

?Sally I'm sorry let me take you out on a date to make up for it?. With a
strange smile, Sally pressed that body against me. Such close physical contact
with her amazing body sent my senses into overdrive and my dick went
absolutely wild. She brought her face close. ?I wouldn't go out with you if
you were the last boy on earth? she whispered seductively. ?You'll just have
to wank yourself off with your memories of me like this while regretting that
you ever picked on me. Go on let's see you wank off right now?. Her hand
formed a loose fist and started pumping up and down mimicking wanking off. God
the sight of her doing that made me want to whip it out and blast one off. I
was shocked by her forthright attitude and to be honest more than a little
turned on. With sweat forming on my brow and my dick beating wildly I resisted
that but could no longer resist taking the grey-eyed tousled-haired hottie.
?Oh Sally!? I moaned and went to pull her into my arms.

?Hai!? her hands shot outwards chopping the insides of my elbows and knocking
them wide apart. Before my astonished eyes, the hot-bodied girl did a showy
spin right in front of me with her left knee rapidly rising until her back was
almost turned to me. ?Hai!? with fury in her eyes Sally's left foot hurtled
backwards and smashed into the middle of my gut like an express train. THUD!
?Nnnnarghh!? I wailed, the power of her kick so intense that it drove deep
into my stomach flattening my diaphragm and lifting my feet clean off the
floor. ?Mum took me to Paris for the Summer holidays where I had 6 weeks
extensive training with a wonderful woman named Madame Michelle? she told me,
her chiselled abs rising and falling as she breathed hardly out of breath. ?I
hate sport and I hate exercise. What kept me going what the thought of what I
was going to do to you? she told me standing there proudly displaying her
amazing fit body in only her bra, panties and sheer tan-coloured tights with
her hands raised open-palmed. ?I've been waiting for this for a very long
time, Terry and I'm going to thoroughly enjoy it?.

No, I couldn't be beaten up by a mere girl and certainly not Sally Forbes. She
was only a white belt I kept telling myself as I psyched myself up. ?No,
Sally. You've got too big for your boots and I'm going to put you back in your
place!? I yelled at her and angrily swung a fist at her stomach. Her abs
deepened and became more defined the split-second before my fist hammered her
belly. WHAP! ?Mnnnn!? I held in a groan as pain lanced through my hand. It was
like punching a brick wall. Sally wasn't even fazed. Her smile got wider
sending chills down my spine. ?Please Sally I...? ?Hai!? I jumped with fright
as a tan blur streaked towards my belly. WHUMP! ?Nnnnnoorph!? her foot plunged
deep into my belly lifting my whole body completely off my feet and slamming
my back hard into the cushion padded wall behind. Urrr Urrrr she had kicked me
so hard that my diaphragm had cramped up and I couldn't breathe. ?Madame
Michelle says that a woman's legs are proportionally stronger than a man's and
that I'm really good at kicking? I looked at her imploring her to stop but
couldn't draw breathe to beg.

?Die!? she screams, her lithe body leaning back as a nylon-clad leg streaked
in a high arc towards my face. BLAM! My face is violently whipped around to
the right as her foot smashes into the left cheek. I feel her seize my wrist
preventing me from falling back as her foot slams my face back in the opposite
direction. ?Die!? BLAM! I can't believe that this fresh-faced skinny teenaged
geek girl is kicking the crap out of me. ?Die! Die! Die! Die!? BLAM! BLAM!
BLAM! BLAM! Sally goes absolutely ballistic. Her foot smashes my head, face
and upper body again and again with devastating speed and power. A sweet tall
tousle-haired girl showing off her hot fit body in her bra and panties while
her sexy long legs kick up a constant storm like a non-stop leggy jack-hammer.
My body jerks violently and my head snaps around like a manic doll on a spring
with the terrifyingly powerful kicks that this sweet hot-bodied girl delivers
with her chilling shouts. ?Die! Die! Die! Die!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! my
brain is blasted into a permanent daze unable to think or protect myself from
the brutal rapid leggy storm while my vision is just a confused blur as
Sally's dainty foot constantly batters my head. I have never felt so terrified
before in my life, yet the sheer ferocity and leggy power that Sally inflicts
is strangely erotic. ?Die! Die! Die! Die!? BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Too much
legginess to cope with my dick is so stiff it feels it will burst.

It takes several seconds to realise that the leggy beating is over. The whole
of my face aches terribly, I have never felt this battered and bruised before.
My legs were literally shaking terrified at what Sally would do next. I felt
myself paralysed with fear as Sally pressed her body against me pushing me up
against the wall. I couldn't resist as she took my hand and placed it on her
belly. ?That's real muscle, Terry. Feel how rock hard it is? Her voice purred
seductively as her eyes bored into mine. I could feel the hardness beneath my
fingers and it felt good then I gasped too terrified to move as her hand
slipped down to the front of my trousers. ?So is this. I'm going to become a
black belt. Ohhh it got stiffer? She chuckled with a saucy wink. ?Mum said
that I should just teach you a lesson to show that I am no longer scared of
you but I'm enjoying bullying you too much to stop? her voice was soft
seductiveness wrapped around sharp-edged steel. ?This is how it's going to be.
From now on every time I see you, you will make this hard for me" Her hand
closed around the denim covering the stiff shaft and it got even stiffer in
her grip. "I don't care where you are, in the common room, in a classroom in
the playground, in the street. You will get this out and wank yourself
thinking about my body and what it can do to you until you cum and cum hard. I
want to see the spunk flying? I knew that she meant it ?Because if you don't I
will beat you up so bad in front of everyone then force you to do it so
everyone will see what a loser you are? I hung my head in shame and saw those
amazing nylon-sheathed legs ORRRR ?Understand? Oh and you will address me as
Mistress from now on, especially when you address me at school. Understand??
?Yes Mistress? I mumbled crest-fallen.

Sally turned her back on me and looked over her shoulder. ?Are you staring at
my backside, Terry??. I wasn't but now that she had mentioned it my eyes
travelled down her long lanky back to her behind. WOW! what a hot arse! ?Get
it out and wank, Terry? she said with a hard impassive face as I stared at
those sexy small tight buttocks resembling two cannonballs wrapped in sheer
tan nylon. ?Orrrrrr you've a great behind, Mistress? before I knew it my hard
dick was in my hand. ?Oh you are a real Goddess? I moaned at the rear view of
those long sexy legs and that small tight backside. Those sexy buttocks moved
closed as she backed it up right into my groin, grabbed my hands then rubbed
it back and forth, and from side to side. It was just too much for a guy to
take. ?Ohhh Sally ooohhh Mistress Nnnnar nnnarrr nnnarrr? I moaned unable to
contain my lust. ?Oh you filthy little sod! Look at the mess you've made all
over the back of my tights!? she admonished in mock-disgust. ?Die!? in horror
her foot shot backwards towards my groin BLAM! ?Ooooeeee!". The brutal stomp
to my balls just after ejaculation was intensely painful.

Sally spun around looking like an Amazon kick-ass fighting woman in her bra,
panties and nylon-clad legs. Her face set hard in concentration so fierce that
I nearly wet myself. The terrible nerve-shredding sound began low then became
an ear-piercing scream ?EeeeeDIE!? Her long slim sexy leg became a deadly
rocket soaring straight up with terrible speed towards my face. KERBLAM! The
sole of her foot crashed into my jaw with dreadful power snapping my head back
hard over my shoulders with atrocious pain lancing through my skull and a loud
CLICK as the fearsome speed drove me painfully into the darkness.

***

I awoke to find myself trussed up in a hospital bed unable to move my mouth
because my jaw had been wired so that the nurses had to feed me through a
straw like a baby. Of course Mum was unsympathetic. ?Terry, have you been
fighting again with bigger boys? she scolded ?Well you're not lounging around
at home getting under my feet. I'm packing you straight back to school?.
School! I broke out in a cold sweat shaking. I was dreading going back to
school and being bullied by Sally. Already I felt my dick begin to stiffen at
the thought of the geeky scrawny girl that I used to bully. Now that I knew
what a sensational hot body she had under those school clothes I just couldn't
stop thinking about it. I also knew that I had driven her to gain that
dreadful Karate power and I would be willingly worshipping her in front of the
other kids at school knowing that I now had no chance of having her. Oh it's
not fair! The life of a bully is no longer as simple as it used to be!