Hell Week, part 2
By Madcat
The frat boys take a beating at the hands of a sorority.


Kevin and Brandi walked back upstairs to the TV room. They continued their
verbal sparring all the way up. The couple had quite a history going back to
their pledge match two years ago. Kevin's team was the last one to defeat the
girls. The win mainly hinged on the presence of a 250 lb ex- linebacker who
dominated the smaller females. But everybody remembered the fight that
occurred at the end of the match between a skinny freshman boy and a strong
but frustrated female. The close fought battle ended with Kevin pinning Brandi
and proclaiming the male victory.

The two dated for a short while after the match but they proved incompatible.
Brandi put her athletics over the relationship and things deteriorated.
Kevin's performance in the sack left much to be desired. He hated to
experiment and refused to perform orally for the lusty female. The
relationship quickly became stale and both parties jumped ship. But it set the
tone for future events.

"How long do you think it will take?" Kevin asked his ex.

"Oh, my girls shouldn't take more than an hour to grind them into the dust."
Brandi quipped.

For his part, Kevin deeply wished that his frat would find a new sister
sorority. These chicks were just too mean and nasty. Rumor had it that
Lesbianism ran rampant thru this house and he believed it. Not surprisingly,
very little dating or other social contacts went on. This semi-annual
basketball game about summed it up and it had become something of a farce.
Every fraternity had some silly competition with sorority pledge classes.
Usually it meant an innocent scavenger hunt or a water pistol fight. Perhaps
this basketball game had started this way 20 years ago. But it had morphed
into a violent foray into female domination. One of last year's teams failed
to return home until the following morning and the boys refused to talk about
their over night stay.

"We will see about that little girl." He said plopping down on the couch and
grabbing the remote.

Brandi sat next to her old boyfriend and ripped the remote from his grasp.
"This is my house and we don't allow channel surfing." She said adamantly,
bring up another one of their unresolved relationship issues.

"Whatever," Kevin replied with as much disdain as he could muster. Brandi sat
quite close to him and it brought back some very pleasant memories. He
resisted the temptation to put his arm the pretty blonde.

Just at that moment Ashley walked into the room. She had dark brown hair and a
body to die for. Like many of her sisters the new girl wore only black
athletic shorts and a sports bra. The outfit looked more like a large bikini
than anything else. And Ashley filled out every square inch. Unlike most of
her sisters, she had a petite and feminine build. The girl had almost no body
fat and delicate muscles danced under her perfectly tanned skin. Her breasts
looked a little too big for her slim figure.

Kevin found her to be a welcome distraction from Brandi. The last thing he
needed was to rekindle a romance with this amazon.

"Hi, I'm Ashley," she said as she sat to his left side. The girl stuck her
hand out and Kevin shook it. The firmness of her grip surprised the young man.

"This is Kevin," Brandi chirped.

"This is the big bad Kevin?" Ashley retorted with genuine surprise. "This is
the guy that pinned you?"

"Yeah, hard to believe, isn't it. It isn't easy to live with."

"I wrestled in high school. Beating Brandi was fun and easy." Kevin spoke up.
He broke down and put his arm around his ex-girlfriend and gave her a playful
squeeze.

She responded by putting her head on his shoulders. "Still, I'd love to have a
rematch. One chance at sweet revenge. One chance to remove that ugly stigma of
being the last girl to lose to the boys. Everybody blames me for it."

Ashley jumped at the idea. "Why don't you guys have a rematch right now? It'd
be great fun to watch."

Kevin weighed the idea. He had actually wrestled Brandi a half a dozen times
and won every fall. The girl had insisted on it while they had dated.
Obviously, the highly competitive female still nursed a grudge. One thing
Kevin could do well was negotiate and he could smell a good deal.

"What's in it for me?" he asked innocently.

"What do you want?" Brandi fired back. She knew the answer from the look in
his eye.

"Well, I'm giving you a chance for revenge. What do I get if I win?"

"You can have me." Brandi replied seductively.

"And me." Ashley added softly. Even her voice sounded sexy.

That sealed it for Kevin. He jumped off the couch and removed his sweatshirt.
The over confident male dropped into a double biceps pose for the ladies. Two
years ago Brandi had a small size advantage over him but no longer. Kevin had
gained 25 lbs and grown two inches in the intervening years as he left puberty
in the dust. "Bring it on." He boasted.

Brandi got to her feet and followed the male's lead. She ripped off her tee
shirt and struck her own pose. Kevin noted little difference in her build from
two years ago. The girl always had a slight weight problem no matter how much
she exercised. Her thick arms bulged with muscle but had little definition.
Her stomach looked soft and she had no waist to speak of. The extra weight did
add nicely to her bust line, which Brandi hid behind a red bra.

While his opponent looked much the same, the girl had a few surprises in store
for her male rival. She wrestled often with her sorority sisters and had
developed into a skilled grappler, perhaps the best in the house. Brandi also
hit the weight room hard and could now bench press 200 lbs. She had trained
the last two years just for this moment. In contrast Kevin spent most of his
free time drinking beer. His only exercise consisted of 12 oz curls and his
wrestling skills had dulled.

Kevin went to help Ashley move the coffee table out of the room. Much to his
surprise the sexy little lady lifted the bulky table almost effortlessly and
carried it into the adjoining dinning area. His mind concentrated on her
gorgeous rear instead of the implications of what he witnessed.

"Let's go, tough guy." Brandi challenged. She advanced warily on her male foe.

Caution entered Kevin's brain as he noted the girl's experienced stance. She
left no openings for a quick takedown so he decided to engage her straight up.
Too late he realized his mistake as she grabbed his leg and drove him into the
ground. Kevin thought he could hear female cheering as he plummeted downward.

The boy's teeth rattled from the impact with the ground and he had to roll
onto his stomach to avoid a humiliating end to this match. Kevin cursed
himself for underestimating the wench. He promised himself not to do it again
as he struggled to get to his knees. Unfortunately, Kevin did not factor in
his loose fitting sweat pants that on a good day barely covered his backside.
Brandi's knee pinned one pant leg to the floor. As he broke out of her
attempted full nelson and stood up, his pants did not.

Brandi didn't give him much time to think about it as she retackled him. This
time the hapless male failed to roll over and Brandi climbed quickly on top of
him. His sweat pants wrapped around his ankles prohibited any leg movement. In
desperation Kevin tried to throw the girl off his torso but she weighed a ton.
Brandi responded by grabbing his wrists and easily pinning them beside his
head in an impressive display of girl power.

As he struggled to free his arms from her iron grip, Kevin heard more female
cheering. He looked over and saw at least half a dozen girls watching his
humiliating defeat. The badly embarrassed male redoubled his efforts to escape
but it had no effect on his female conqueror who held him down with ease.
Kevin wanted nothing more than to wipe her big grin off her face.

"I win." Brandi said happily.

Kevin just could not accept this blow to his pride. "It was not fair. My pants
fell down." He blurted out in a whiny voice.

"We can do best out of three falls." The girl suggested as she dismounted the
defeated male. That victory came too easy and too fast. "But we have to get
rid of these."

He watched in horror as she removed his sweat pants from his ankles. A pair of
boxers covered his private area but he knew they would probably not survive
first contact with the enemy.

"Come on, give me those back." He asked nicely.

But the female just shook her head. "No excuses this time."

The female crowd started to chant "Brandi" and she responded with another
double biceps pose. Kevin began to feel outnumbered and intimidated by the
overwhelming female power that filled the room. This match evidently meant a
lot to these ladies. They wanted to humiliate a hated male foe and re- assert
their authority.

The two combatants circled each other cautiously as they commenced the second
round. Neither wanted to make a mistake that the other could exploit. After a
few ineffective faints, the two grapplers locked arms in a test of strength.
Only, it wasn't much of a test for Brandi. She whirled her opponent around and
drove him back to the couch. Caught by surprise, Kevin offered little
resistance until he reached the edge of the cushions. There, the man rallied
and made his stand against female oppression. It lasted all of about 2 seconds
as Brandi dropped low and pushed with her massive legs. She drove him head
first into the pillows then stepped back.

This time the audience did not cheer for their heroine. Her display of
dominant female strength took their breath away. Sure, they expected Brandi to
triumph. But the boy did look slightly bigger and heavier. Plus, he was the
notorious Kevin who played a pivotal role in their last basketball defeat. Is
this the best that the fraternity had to offer?

Kevin sat on the couch wondering much the same thing. He looked up at Brandi
and her heaving breasts with a mixture of admiration and pure hatred. His mind
raced desperately for a way out of this mess but his foe interrupted his
planning. She grabbed his ankles and yanked him bodily off the couch. His head
bounced along the carpet as she dragged him into the middle of the small room.

The panicked male flipped over and tried to stand. His muscles had begun to
fatigue and his movements slowed. Brandi grabbed the back of his boxers and
helped him up. First it drove the fabric up his crack. Then Kevin pitched
forward as he lost his balance and Brandi continued to lift. His heart raced
as he heard the inevitable ripping noise.

The girl removed his ruined boxers and held them high in the air like a
trophy. From his spot on the ground looking up, she appeared almost mythic in
her proportions. The girl's legs looked like tree trunks and her arms like
chiseled rock. Her large breasts thrust proudly from her chest and thick hard
nipples poked thru the thin fabric of her bra. Her fans began to chant her
name again.

But in this moment of female celebration, Kevin saw his opening. Brandi had
allowed herself to be distracted by the crowd, which had swelled to at least a
dozen chicks. Part of Kevin hesitated to get up. The naked man feared showing
himself to the girls. He had always felt that God had short changed him in
terms of size and it made him self-conscience. He even avoided letting men see
it but now he had no choice. Fear also crept into his mind. Brandi had
dominated him so thoroughly that he saw as the girl as invincible. But she had
her back to him and he would never get a better chance.

So he launched himself at the unsuspecting female. In the end his fearful
moment of hesitation doomed him to failure. She turned at the last second and
took the charge. Kevin drove her back but just as she fell the female used her
potent strength to throw him off to the side. Both combatants landed on their
knees and spun to face their opponent. Brandi clasped his hands as he lunged
at her. For a split second it looked the male may be able to topple the girl.
But her bulging arm muscles stopped his drive. He even got to his feet for
added leverage but could not overcome the determined woman. As the naked man's
strength faltered she twisted him to the side and sent him crashing into the
floor. They both knew the one sided contest was over.

Brandi had one more point to make to the defeated man. She bent his right arm
painfully behind his back and woman handled him over to the female audience.
There, she forced him to kneel in plain view of the cheering women. He tried
to cover his shame with his left hand but Brandi intervened by bending both
arms straight up behind his back.

"Who is the weaker sex?" she thundered.

"Just cause you beat me doesn't mean squat. I can still take most girls." He
whispered defiantly.

"Pick one."

"What?"

"Pick a woman you think you can take. I'll bet any of these ladies can beat a
wimp like you."

Kevin liked the idea. It gave him a chance to get even with these girls and
restore some lost pride. He looked at the ladies assembled and tried to find
the easiest target. Most of the women had Brandi's thick and powerful build.
But one stood out from the crowd.

"I'll take Ashley." He exclaimed.

Brandi let him up as Ashley bounded out of the crowd. If she feared the larger
male, it didn't show.

"Where's my pants?" Kevin asked. "You don't expect me to wrestle like this do
you?"

Brandi scoped out Kevin's rigid manhood and for the first time noted its small
size. At first she had assumed that the male had kept his cool and not become
aroused. Brandi had been somewhat inexperienced during their previous
relationship. Now she understood why he had been unable to satisfy her.

Ashley came to her rescue. "I'll wrestle nude too." She volunteered. The
beautiful brunette proceeded to do a little striptease just for Kevin. Her bra
came off slow and sensual. She ran her fingers over her big, ripe breasts as
they traveled down her luscious body. Both hands invaded the front of her
bikini bottoms and penetrated her erogenous zone. This gave Kevin a fleeting
glimpse of curly dark hair. He resisted the impulse to kiss her then and
there.

Gradually, her bikini bottoms fell away due to all the activity. Keeping one
hand innocently covering her womanly treasures, she asked, "Are you ready big
boy?"

All Kevin could manage at this point was a nod. He had forgotten the other
girls and his earlier humiliation. This amazing display of femininity held him
transfixed.

The little brunette opened the battle by charging the distracted male. Kevin
barely had time to mount a defense. She got under his outstretched arms and
drove him back. Panic gripped him as he began to fall. Kevin stood at least 6
inches taller and out weighed the petite female by 50 lb. But it appeared that
he might lose the fall in record time.

Kevin landed on his back with the lovely Ashley straddling his chest. Much to
his relief, the bigger male was able to toss the girl aside and roll out from
underneath her nubile body. He got to his feet as quickly as possible. But his
female opponent was faster. She hit Kevin behind and sent him crashing face
first to the floor.

The impact stunned the already battered male. He shook his head trying
desperately to clear the cob webs. A part of him wanted to signal his
submission. His body had taken too much punishment over the last hour. But his
ego refused to accept losing to this sultry vixen. The male had submitted to
one female already tonight. But Brandi possessed incredible female strength
and athleticism. She was one in a million. But Ashley looked like weakest girl
present at the house tonight. If she could dominate him, then perhaps many
other girls could too.

The wire brush feel of her hair against his posterior and the soft pressure of
her breasts on his back only deepened the frustration. Kevin put his last
ounce of energy into getting to his feet. His lack of exercise over the last
couple years hurt him as he struggled to inhale. Ashley stayed on his until
the last moment. Then she tried to push him down. The big man got a leg out
and stopped her drive. He tried to grab her neck for a headlock but girl
danced back out of his reach.

The male paused and placed his heavy hands on his knees for a well deserved
rest. One look his opponent told him the story. While she too took a breather,
the girl bounced on the balls of her feet and studied him for weaknesses. A
light sheen of perspiration glowed on her naked chest. If anything, she looked
more vibrant than ever before.

Kevin decided to strike first despite his fatigue. He lunged at his female
adversary trying to catch her off guard. It almost worked as she thought him
too fatigued to go on the offensive. The agile girl ducked at the last second
and he caught only air. Then Kevin careened over her as she up ended her
attacker. The two landed in a tangled heap and his foot crashed painfully into
the wall. A wet darkness enveloped Kevin as he struggled to get his bearings.
Finally, he caught sight of Ashley's beautiful face as looked up from between
her legs. The naughty girl had landed on his face and took advantage of the
situation to grind her sweet sex against his mouth and nose.

Nausea hit Kevin as strange tastes filled his mouth. He always considered this
type of activity gross and demeaning for a man (it was OK for girls). Even
when pressed, Kevin had always refused to perform it. But somehow he wound up
lip locked with this lady's special place. For a few seconds, Kevin gazed up
at the beautiful woman from this unique perspective. Her gravity defying
breasts looked wonderfully full from the bottom and she smiled seductively
down upon him. For a brief moment he actually started to enjoyed this bizarre
sexual predicament. Then his battered ego and old paranoia kicked in as her
curly brown hair tickled his cheek.

The frazzled male began to thrash around wildly trying desperately to dislodge
Ashley from her perch. Kevin managed to push the girl forward and remove his
head from captivity. He turned over and got to his knees. At that point things
started to get a little fuzzy for the exhausted man. His legs and arms got
wobbly. He needed to reach out and grab the padded arm of a near by chair just
to steady himself. The rest of the world took on a very dreamy look. Kevin
could see and hear things but it felt like he was miles away.

Ashley proudly stood over him with her hands on her wide hips. She had won her
first one on one mixed battle. All the girls watching knew it. Ashley took
pride in this accomplishment. She had defeated a much larger if not stronger
male opponent. And she had done it as quickly and easily as Brandi. Now she
decided to demonstrate her domination of the helpless male and steal some of
Brandi's thunder.

The brunette took Kevin's limp left arm and twisted it behind his back. The
she forced him over the arm of the chair so his plump posterior pointed
skyward. The boy did not actively resist her but his dead weight did make
things challenging for the small female. She wasted no time in bringing her
right hand down hard across his bare backside.

Pain brought Kevin back from cloud nine. After the fifth whack he realized her
cruel intentions and rolled off to his right. It ended her reign of pain but
he fell hard on the ground. Kevin lay on his back and looked up at this
frightful visage of female beauty. She approached him casually with all the
cool confidence of impending victory. A rational man would have surrendered at
this point but Kevin could not bring himself to that. He got to his knees and
stuck his hands in a pathetic attempt to ward her off.

Ashley simply clasped his hands and bent his wrists back at a painful angle.
Kevin no longer had the strength to oppose her. He tried to rise up and move
his arms. But the nubile girl kept him down and totally under control. This
one sided battle continued longer than it had to. Ashley enjoyed his
whimpering and futile struggles. Finally, Kevin decided the only way out was
unconditional surrender.

"I give up. You win." He wheezed.

"I know." She said while easing up on his aching wrists. Ashley stepped up and
forced him back to a sitting position, her naked mound positioned inches from
his lips.

"Kiss it." The little vixen ordered him to perform the ultimate act of
submission.

Kevin paused for a second only. He knew he had no real choice in the matter.
Tentatively, he planted his quivering lips against her pliant flesh. The kiss
lasted longer than the defeated man expected as he slowly withdrew. Only now
did he become aware of the other females present and their loud cheering.
Strangely, they no longer bothered him. His earlier humiliation evaporated as
he accepted the inevitable.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asked.

"No, ma'am." Kevin admitted in a submissive voice.

"Why don't we go to my room and practice some more." Ashley said as she helped
her battered opponent up. Not waiting for a response, she grabbed his short
stick and began to lead him out of the room.

The crowd of girls parted for the new couple. All except for Brandi. She
blocked Ashley's way and glared down at the smaller girl.

"Where do you think you are going?" Brandi challenged.

"To my room." Ashley responded and stepped up the big girl. The edge of
Brandi's bra rubbed against the tops of her naked breasts.

"Not with my boyfriend your not." The blonde demanded. She pushed the smaller
girl with one hand in an effort to intimidate.

"Guess you want an ass whippin', too." The brunette replied as she released
Kevin's throbbing member and launched herself at the new enemy.

Kevin watched in amazement as the girls went to town on each other. The rest
of the ladies present moved back but made no effort to intervene. Brandi and
Ashley fought with unbridled ferocity, much more so than in his mixed fights.
The male realized the full intensity of these fighting females as they battle
for supremacy.

Initially, he thought Brandi would rollover the smaller girl. But Ashley
managed to thwart the bigger girl at every turn. The brunette managed to
escape a headlock and get Brandi in a reverse bear hug. Kevin thought the hold
useless and his ex-girlfriend would easily escape. But Ashley had other ideas
as she ripped the red bra off her opponent.

The move left red scratches on Brandi's big melons and obviously caused her
some discomfort. The blonde whirled around and launched a hard hook at her
crafty foe. Ashley easily ducked and hit back with a right/left combo that
stunned the bigger girl. Brandi lost all sense of perspective at this
effrontery and charged. A front snap kick greeted the charging female. Brandi
got the distinct feeling that she had made a big mistake as the air exited her
lungs. A small bony fist came in from the side and ended the fight.

Brandi fell to her knees and the other ladies moved to intervene. Ashley
raised a fist in victory and slipped the other hand around Kevin's waist. "Not
bad, huh. You didn't really want to hook up with that fat cow, did you?" She
asked looking up at the man she had just spanked.

"No," he answered in a bewildered tone. He hugged the little hellion as she
led him upstairs to celebrate her victories.