Humiliation

A mother teaches her son he should show some respect.


Looking out the window I could see the rain wasn't going to let up, it was
horrible! I wanted to go play basketball today! I'm 17 yeas old and the first
day of summer vacation I just want to have fun! Oh well I guess I can go to a
friend's house.

I turned around and my mom was standing with her hands on her hips. She didn't
look happy. She was only 5'7" and slightly overweight, she'd been working out
with her new friend for over a year now but I didn't see any difference. She
still had on her nightgown with a robe on over it. I took one look at her and
rolled my eyes, ever since Dad left us and I grew about three inches taller
than her I didn't really need to listen to her anymore,

"Mom enough with the nagging about my room ok? I'll clean it but not today
it's Saturday."

Just then my little sister came in the room, 10 years old and a bundle of
curiosity. My mom glared at me,

"Look I'm tired of you ignoring me I'm the parent here and your going to mind
me!"

I laughed in her face,

"Mom in case you didn't notice I'm quite a bit bigger than you now. Don't
worry I'll clean my room later, I'm out of here."

I turned around and started to walk away but my arm was yanked back so hard I
was flung to the ground! I was dazed and looked up as I heard my sister laugh
in the background, I saw my mother standing with her hands on her hip's
looming over me looking very angry,

"Jim you wanna test me your going to get hurt, and your ego won't like it too
much either!"

My sister danced around,

"Kick his butt mom!"

I shook my head confused and got up looking down at my mother,

"Look mom nice trick but I gotta go."

I grabbed her by the shoulders and started to push her away but she didn't
move. I pushed harder but she stayed planted only moving one leg back a
little. This time I noticed how hard her shoulders were. I couldn't let myself
believe my mother was overpowering me,

"Look Jim your gonna loose so just go clean your room."

I couldn't let it go though and I gave it everything I had pushing a giant
burst of energy but she only took one step back and grabbed both of my wrists
forcing them to my sides with ease. I fought it but I couldn't stop her, I was
getting desperate and pulled away while I took a few step's back.

My sister's mouth dropped she knew I had just got beat, my mother started to
smile,

"I told ya hun your going to get hurt playing like this with mommy."

Just then her friend Julie came through the back door, she was about 5'8" and
very fit but still ya know not that big after all she was a women,

"Hey everyone."

She stopped as she saw my mother and I squared off, she probably saw the look
of worry in my eye too,

"Uh oh what's going on?"

I didn't let my mom say a word and my sister still stood with her mouth open,

"Problem is your friend here thinks she's stronger than her bigger son. Ya
want to tell her she's a women, she doesn't seem to remember."

Donna (My mom's friend) got up in my face enraged,

"Ya wanna tell me what that's supposed to mean?"

I looked at her and sized her up I never noticed before but her muscular
shoulders and arms looked bigger than mine but I must be imagining it,

"Ya know guys are stronger than girls!"

Donna stepped back,

"Since your Angie's (My mother) son I'll go easy on you come over here."

She walked over to the kitchen table and sat down pointing to the chair,

"Come on big strong guy."

I didn't understand but I sat down anyway. Looking confused,

"Yeah now what?"

She smiled mischievously and flexed her muscles. She had on a tight small tank
top covering her small firm breasts. Her shoulders and biceps looked hard when
she flexed them, It looked like they were bigger than mine but that's not
possible.

She set her elbow down in the arm wrestling style and looked over at my sister
that was smiling intently,

"Hey Carmen watch your brother get his butt kicked at arm wrestling a 42 year
old women."

That pissed me off, I grabbed her hand as hard as I could and put my elbow
down,

"Ok I was gonna go easy on you but if that's the way you wanna play your gonna
have to pay!"

Suddenly I felt pain in my hand as she squeezed back, I didn't show any sign
that it hurt but this can't be! I tried to squeeze harder but it just hurt
more like she was squeezing harder each time I did!

My mom came over and before she could say go I pulled with everything I had
not letting out a sound but my face gave me away. I couldn't believe her hand
didn't move my mom giggled,

"I didn't say go yet hun."

Donna laughed and looked up at my mom,

"Angie he's just trying to set me up he isn't pulling hard."

I was scared! I tried to pull away lifting my elbow and standing up but I
couldn't loosen her grip,

"This is stupid I don't want to hurt you!"

She glared at me not letting my hand go,

"SIT DOWN!"

I almost started to shake I can't believe it but she's stronger than me! I
can't let them know, but I have no choice but to arm wrestle her. I sat back
down and told myself I'll just give it everything I got. Just then she smiled,

"Tell me when Angie, I think that was his best."

They both laughed. Mom shook her head,

"Jim I told ya to clean your room, your gonna wish you had, Ready, set, GO!"

I pulled harder than I did last time and let out a slight grunt. I moved her
hand very slowly half way down then it stopped dead with force enough to move
me back an inch. I pulled and pulled with everything I had but nothing. I
looked up and Donna was almost giggling,

"You are weaker than I thought."

I pulled harder but she shoved me back to neutral like it was easy. That's
when I noticed the bulging muscle in her bicep. It was much bigger than mine
bigger than a softball. I couldn't believe it, that's when I heard Carmen
laughing,

"Jimmy is a wimp, Jimmy's a wimp. Mommy beat him next!"

I got pissed,

"Shut up Carmen you dork!"

Just then my hand shot with pain! I winced and cried out as Donna got a mad
look on her face,

"Don't ever call your sister that!"

I felt fear for the first time in my life,

"I'm sorry Carmen."

My hand flew to the table so hard it sent me flying to the floor and I rolled
over and looked up at her astonished.

Donna smiled and stood up making a double bicep pose,

"Now go clean your room wimp boy!"

I stood up pissed off,

"Look that's not even fair you've been working out for 15 years my mom has
only been working out for a little over a year. Your not my mother so you want
to see me clean my room, have her arm wrestle me!"

I was trying to save a shred of my dignity. My mother pulled off her robe and
let it fall my mouth dropped she wasn't still fat it was muscle! Her nightgown
stretched to contain her bulging muscles. I backed up I couldn't believe this!
Carmen Whooped and cheered,

"Yeah go mom kick his butt!"

I couldn't believe this she looked as muscular as Donna! I stood in a daze as
she sat down in front of me,

"She went easy on you but I'm gonna tell ya after this your going to learn to
respect me or get punished around here a lot!"

I sat down already beaten, I kept thinking and thinking there was no way out,
if I didn't my sister would know I'm scared. If I did I'd get my butt kicked
by my mother! She slammed her elbow down on the table hard,

"Come on boy time to take your medicine!"

I sat down and grabbed her hand as hard as I could, she just stared into my
eyes and almost got a sad look on her face,

"I'm sorry Jim, I hate to do this to you but you gotta learn to respect me."

I squeezed hard but it seemed to not even affect her. I saw her forearm swell
as my hand started to shoot with pain, I winced and tried to ignore it but it
got so painful that I grunted then cried out in pain not able to hold it in
any longer.

I heard my sister laughing,

"Mommy's stronger than JIMMY!"

My mother eased up on her grip,

"You got a choice Jim, Go clean your room or I put you down and I won't go
easy on you. If I hurt ya I hurt ya."

I looked at my mother's serious face and over at Donna's angry face. I was
terrified, ashamed and just wanted to curl up and die,

"Fine, I'll clean my room."

My mother let go immediately, she looked sad,

"Jim don't make me do this again I don't like hurting you."

I walked to my room and thought about how easily they both overpowered me. I'd
beat plenty of guys at school at arm wrestling! What the hell? As I started
sorting papers and cloths I could hear my sister giggling and my mother
shushing her. I don't know how I'll go on.

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