Melissa The College Years Part 4 Shannon's Visit 
by Madman



Ever since Kelly tortured the hell out of Zack with her penis piercing device,
he has been even more subservient and much better at at doing his tasks and
obeying our orders. Just the sight of beautiful Kelly was totally frightful
and intimidating to him and all of us girls thought that was hysterical

I got a phone call from my younger sister, Shannon, who told me that she was
planning to visit me this weekend. Shannon had continued running our high
school Girl's Wrestling Club, where its members beat up and dominated the
wimpiest boys. I had started that club, but she expanded it and treated the
wimps even more harshly than I had.

She brought her favorite wimp, Herman, with her. She made him drive and pay
all the expenses. All the girls were glad to meet Shannon and made her feel
right at home. They all totally ignored Herman, refusing to even give him the
respect of recognizing his existance. I shared my bed with my sister, Herman
slept on the hall floor with Zack. At least Herman got the use of a pillow and
s blanket. a luxury that Zack seldom had

Kelly, of course, and as usual wanted to stir up trouble and make sure that
the boys would have a tough time. She suggested that we could have a tag team
wrestling match, pitting Shannon and me against the two boys. There was no
doubt that we would dominate the match, so we took some time to decide how to
set the rules to be sure to maximize the pain and punishment that we would
inflict on them.

Shannon was very excited about the match and so was I. She had beat up lots of
high school boys and wanted to move up to a college boy. I was looking forward
to working with my sister like we did when I was in high school. Neither of
the boys were happy about it, but, of course, their desires meant absolutely
nothing to us

> When it was time for the match, all the girls came down to watch. Zack and
Herman looked very nervous and they certainly should have. They knew that no
mercy would be extended to them and they were right about that.

> Herman wore his jockey shorts and Zack wore his pink jockstrap that Kelly
had given him. I wore a blue bikini and I lent Shannon a red one. Kelly walked
out to the center of the mat to introduce the wrestlers and lay out the terms
of the match

> She announced " This will be a tag team match. There are no pins,
submissions or time limit. The match will continue until all four wrestlers
agree that it is over. If a wrestler refuses to participate, he or she will be
forced to wrestle the other team by themselves. A wrestler has five seconds to
leave the mat after tagging in their partner or they will be forced to take on
their opponents alone. All tactics , both holds and strikes, are legal."

> Kelly then introduced the wrestlers. " In this corner wearing a pink
jockstrap, standing 5'8" tall and 153 pounds is Zack. His partner, in white
jockey shorts, standing 5'4 and 119 pounds is Herman. They are known as The
Jerks. Their opponents include at 5'9 and 158 pounds, our roommate Melissa. At
5'7 and 143 pounds, is her lyounger sister Shannon. They are The Sisters of
Destruction."

>> Shannon started for our team against Zack. She quickly grabbed his left
wrist, spun around, and continued twisting to apply a nice wrenching arm
ringer hold. I knew, that although she had him in a good tough hold already ,
that she would ramp up both her control and her punishment of her victim. I
was correct as my sister forced him down to his knees, then leaning her weight
into him, she forced Zack down on his belly to the mat. Then she straddled his
back and forced his trapped left arm behind his back in a very painful
hammerlock. Holding his arm in place with her right arm, she delivered several
sharp punches to the side of his bicep with her left hand. Zack screamed in
pain. With mock concern, Shannon asked him "Does your poor little arm hurt,
dear? I am so sorry if it does."

>> Shannon finally got off him, but still kept control of his aching arm,
pulling it across his body to force him to roll over to his back. Still
holding his wrist with her left hand, she pulled it between her legs and over
her thigh. Bucking her hips while pulling down on his arm, she had Zack
trapped in an excruciating arm bar. To add even more pain to her hold, she
drove several hard punches with her right hand into the top of his trapped
bicep. Zack's eyes were tearing up because of his pain, but Shannon ignored
that and continued attacking his already injured arm . Without releasing her
hold, Shannon reached up and tagged me in. I dropped down with a knee drop
into Zack's left arm before Shannon moved off the mat. I straddled Zack and
wove both of my arms around his left arm to apply a tight key lock. Leaning
over him I chided "I bet you want to submit Zack. It's such a same that there
are no submissions. Zack's only reply was a grunt so I informed him that he
would just have to take all the punishment that we felt like inflicting on him
and that Shannon and I both loved watching him writhe in pain

I then laid by his left side and put one of my feet against the side of his
neck and the other against his ribs. Then I pushed with my powerful legs while
pulling with my arms, to further attack his sore arm with an arm stretcher. So
far, we had exclusively concentrated on his left arm and that attack became
increasingly painful to Zack. I decided that he had absorbed enough punishment
for a little while, so I flung him across the mat so he would tag in his
partner, Herman. . I almost broke out in laughter when little Herman stepped
onto the mat. I don't think I ever faced a wimpier, more overmatched opponent.
Nevertheless, I would take no mercy on him. I approached my tiny opponent and
wrapped my arms around his midsection and squeezed him with a bear hug. I
enjoyed hearing him gasping for breath and squeezed a bit harder.

I carried him over to our corner and released my hold. Herman collapsed down
to the mat gasping for breath as I tagged my sister back in. Shannon pulled
him up by his hair to a seated position. Then she wrapped her powerful legs
around his middle and squeezed little Herman in a tight bodyscissors. Her
strong thighs were bigger than his waist. To make it even harder for him to
breathe, she handsmothered him. When she felt that Herman was about to pass
out, she removed her hand from his face and relaxed, without releasing her
scissors. After he got a couple of breathes, she would constrict her muscular
legs and reapply the handsmother. She repeated this debilitating sequence
several times to her tiny, overmatched helpless victim. . Kelly wanted to
spice things up and humiliate the boys as well as seeing them being beaten.
She called a time out and the boys looked relieved to have their painful
beatings stop. However, what was to come would be far worse, at least for one
of them. She said "Lets have a contest between the two boys. They will lay
down in opposite directions and give each other simultaneous blowjobs in the
69 position. The first one to cum loses and has to face Melissa and Shannon
alone." . Both boys were disgusted and humiliated by this idea, but both
wanted to avoid any more of the beating. Neither of them was gay, so this act
was extremely distasteful to both of them. It was hilarious to watch them.
Each hated blowing the other while trying to prevent themselves from cumming.
. Herman had a big advantage in this contest. Living in his own bedroom in his
parent's house, I'm sure he jacked of every day, probably more than once a day
at times. On the other hand, Zack was not permitted to masturbate and after
enduring the brutal punishment when Kelly caught him jacking off, I'm sure he
never tried again. As a result, Zack was unable to restrain himself and came
in several gushes into Herman's mouth. Herman spit the salty semen on the mat,
so Kelly made him clean it up before we got to continue working over Zack. .
Melissa told her sister that they should be extra rough with Zack to punish
him for losing his contest with Herman and Shannon eagerly agreed and
requested to be the one to start on him. With an ear to ear smile on her
pretty young face, she approached Zack and fired a hard punch right into his
gut. He bent over grunting, so she followed up with a knee to his jaw, causing
him to fall down on the mat. Mercilessly, Shannon followed up with a series of
stomps to his belly. Then she roughly hauled him back up to his feet by the
hair, spun behind him, and clamped a full Nelson on him. Forcing him toward
our corner, still trapped in the hold, I fired four punches into his
unprotected midsection. Zack wanted to collapse to the mat, but Shannon's firm
grip prevented it. Maintaining her Nelson, Shannon fell back, taking Zack down
with her, and added a body scissors to her hold. Pressurizing both her brutal
holds had him in agony again. I loved her viciousness and was proud to have
her as my sister

Shannon asked Zack if he wanted to submit and he replied that he did. "That's
such a shame, she murmured sweetly. "There are no submissions allowed." She
maintained the crushing power of her cruel combination hold. Keeping him
trapped in the scissors, she released her full Nelson and tagged me back in .
I started in on him with a knee drop to his already sore belly. Then I rolled
him over so I could hook his legs with my arms and punish his back with a
Boston crab. After I thought his back was softened up, I picked him up, tagged
my sister back in and I told her to go down on one knee. Then I slammed his
back over her outstretched thigh. Shannon pushed down on his neck and his
thighs to subject our victim to an extremely punishing back breaker. Zack was
thrashing in pain, but Shannon merely smiled down at him while applying even
more pressure to his aching back. . When she got bored with her hold, she
rolled him off her smooth thigh and tagged me back in. I say by his feet and
grabbed one of his skinny legs. Pushing both my feet against his other leg, I
subjected him to the discomfort of a leg stretcher. Then, while still grasping
his left leg, I stood up and tagged Shannon. While I still had his left leg,
she grabbed his right one and we each pulled, like we were breaking a
chicken's wishbone. This was a much more effective leg split stretch. After a
four count, I left the mat to avoid losing my partner. Without releasing his
right leg, Shannon tagged me back in so we got to apply our double team leg
stretch for another four seconds. We repeated this sequence at least ten
times, until we were satisfied with the duration of the hold. . Now Shannon
dragged our helpless victim to the middle of the mat and pulled his jockstrap
off. She said " I have a special hold that I like to use. I call it the
testicular claw." Glancing at Herman, she asked " Isn't it just a lovely
hold?" Herman gulped ss he had evidently experienced it before.

Melissa was kneeling next to Zack with her hard shin pressing down on his
throat. She called this technique "shin pin" and she loved using it. It was
much more painful and dominating than a cradle or schoolgirl pin

Melissa pulled off Zack's jockstrap to expose his penis for the testicular
claw. Then she said "This is such a cruel hold and poor Zack has suffered
enough. I just can't do it to him. She cradled his balls and gently kneaded
them. With her other hand, she lightly flicked the tip of his penis. . "Now
Zack," she cooed "isn't this better?" He murmured what sounded like he agreed.
Even though he had just cum a few minutes ago, she was able to give him
another erection on just a couple minutes. . Slowly grabbing her wrist that
was kneading his balls with her other hand, she said, in a harsh tone of voice
"How does it feel now." She squeezed his balks and violently twisted them in a
clockwise direction. Zack screamed in agony, but Shannon merely laughed at him
while continuing to pressure her cruel and brutal hold. She absolutely loved
looking down to see his anguished expression . After a couple of horrifically
painful minutes, Zack mercifully passed out from the intense pain. Shannon
looked disappointed that the torture had ended, but she gave him a couple more
hard twists just to make sure. Then she twisted it a couple times in a counter
clockwise direction before reluctantly letting go of her victim's balls. She
stood up a have the unconscious boy a hard kick to the balls before assuming a
victory pose. She placed her foot on Zack's chest and proudly flexed both her
arms. . I was so proud of how brutally and thoroughly Shannon had demolished
Zack and it was apparent that all the girls enjoyed watching it. Shannon was
the best high school soft ball pitcher in our whole city, as well as the
leading home run hitter. There was no doubt that she would be offered a
scholarship from State University and she would definitely want to live in our
house. . Herman was a brilliant student who could probably get into an Ivy
League college. But Shannon would likely force him to attend State University
with her. Then with Zack and Herman , we would have two houseboy slaves to
abuse. Things were going great in our house and the future looked even better