Kimberly just wasn't happy anymore, forcing Cole to pleasure her with his mouth. He has accepted his role as her sex slave and is much to afraid to challenge her. She has come to realise that to reach the pinnacle of heights for her orgasmic pleasures, she needed the thrill of danger in battle. Cole meekly lies there and obeys her commands out of fear. She can beat him anytime she pleases, but it's just not the same with him not fighting back. She misses the excitement and thrill the danger gave her, which made her orgasms so pleasurable. She remembered how wonderful it felt to beat the huge thug senseless that Cole had hired to beat her to a pulp. Having that big man at her mercy and begging her not to hurt him anymore, had given her the most explosive orgasms she had ever experienced. That's what she was missing, and needed the most. She had to think of a way to get that feeling back.

She was wracking her brain trying to come up with a solution, but nothing had come to her yet. It was driving her crazy, because she needed those mind blowing orgasms to fulfill her sexual desires. The most frustrating thing was, she had all the money in the world that a person could want, but it couldn't give her the one thing she desired the most. There had to be a way. But what the hell was it. The answer was about to fall in her lap. Kimberly had a date to play tennis with one of her girl friends that Saturday morning. As they finished up, they headed to the lounge area to get a cold drink. There, sitting at one of the tables, was a man they both knew. He was the brother of one of their friends and his wife was NOT the woman sitting with him. They were seated behind him where he couldn't see them, but they could see everything that was going on at his table. And plenty was going on.

As the two girls watched him, he was groping and kissing the woman like they were in love. They were laughing and carrying on like children. Then Kimberly saw him give her a present, and she was shaking her head when the woman opened it. The woman screamed out in a loud happy voice when she saw the contents of the package. She dropped on the mans lap and began rubbing her body all over his. He seemed to enjoy what she was doing, because he was rubbing her leg while she sat there on his lap. Kimberly watched as the man placed the present around her neck. They weren't close enough to see exactly what it was, but the sun glistened off of the stone that was around her neck. Kimberly could see the box it came in, and knew it was from an expensive jeweler in town. When the woman ran off to the powder room to see it in the mirror, Kimberly got up to walk over and confront the man. She knew his wife was sitting at home pregnant, and was going to give him a piece of her mind. But on her way to his table, an idea came to her pretty head. This was her answer.

The man owned a swanky dinner and dance club uptown that she had been dying to get in and see. But she was only sixteen, and not old enough to get through the door. But with a special door pass, she would be able to get in. And who better to get the pass from, then the guy who owned the place. A little blackmail scheme formed in her mind as she reached his table. "Hello Damien, how is your pregnant wife?" "Oh hi...uh...Kimberly is it?" "That's right Damien, it's Kimberly. How is your wife doing. Is she here with you today?" The man sat there sweating. "Uh..no..she's seeing the Doctor right now. She's going to meet me here later on today." "Oh is that right. Will you introduce her to the young woman who's leg you were rubbing while she thanked you for her necklace? Or is she a close family friend?" The man's head dropped to his chest. "Please Kimberly, don't tell my wife what you saw here today. I really love my wife, and don't want to lose her and my son that is about to be born." "Don't worry Damien, we can work something out." Kimberly replied with an evil smile.

It worked perfectly. The door pass was in her purse and she was on her way home to take a nice hot bath and pick out her male charming outfit. Something that would entice a big strong male to fall in her trap. With her movie star looks and 5 foot, 4 inch, 112 pound sexy body, it should be easy to lure a large muscular man into her web. He would be putty in her hands, and unaware that she only wanted to use him to reach her sexual pleasures by beating his face and huge body until he begged her for mercy. The mental picture in her head started her juices bubbling. After a nice long bubble bath, she opened her closet door. Fifteen minutes later, a red leather skirt that barely covered her beautiful round ass was lying on her bed. A tummy baring red leather top and white lacy underwear was lying next to it. She brushed her shoulder length blond hair with a large smile on her face. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. And the beauty of it was, Damien couldn't call the police no matter how much trouble she caused, because she was under age and he could lose his license.

The red skirt fit perfectly and made her sexy ass stand out. The red leather top was extremely tight and made her look older and more mature. A little perfume behind her ears, between her pert firm breasts, and rubbed on her wrists, and she was ready to go. She slipped on the 4 inch red high heels and took one last look in the mirror. Yes! This outfit, combined with her young sexy body and creamy smooth skin, would certainly make a man want her in his arms. She smiled and picked up her keys. It was time to go male hunting. Kimberly parked her red Mustang and walked to the door swaying her shapely hips. The door man never even looked at her face when he let her in. His eyes were glued to her gorgeous feminine body. Kimberly smiled to herself, thinking about how easy men were to control. "They are so predictable and pathetic." She thought to herself. They always let the head between their legs do their thinking for them. No wonder they were so pitifully weak.

The bartender did the same thing. He took her order for a diet soda and brought it to her while his eyes never left her firm breasts. If this was any indication, her plans were going to work out just as she had hoped they would. She took a seat at the bar and turned toward the dance floor. Crossing her beautiful right leg over her left and casually swinging her foot, she waited for a huge muscular male to take the bait. It wasn't long in coming. She turned down several invitations to dance because the man was to short or not muscular enough. She was waiting the the perfect target. Ten minutes later, she spotted him. He thought he was a ladies man. All decked out in fancy duds and dancing with every pretty girl he could find. He hadn't made his way to the bar yet, but Kimberly knew it was just a matter of time. She saw him turn down an invitation to dance from a woman he didn't think was pretty enough to waste his time with. This asshole was perfect.

He was ruggedly handsome and very well built. Probably about 6 foot, 7 inches tall, and roughly 300 pounds of solidly built muscle. And in his mind, he thought he was the only man there worth having. Yes, this asshole was tailored made for the plans she had for tonight. She could feel her sexual juices stirring just thinking about her fists pounding the cocky attitude out of him. She could see him in her mind, crawling at her feet and whimpering like a lost little boy. She couldn't wait to start his destruction. And he was coming her way. Kimberly sat her diet soda down and rested her elbows on the bar. Her pert firm breasts were sticking out like ripe fresh melons, and her lovely leg was swinging up and down with confidence. He stopped a few feet away from her, and grinned as his eyes roamed over her very shapely female body. "Well hello pretty lady. I should have needed a drink a lot sooner. I would have been up here earlier if I had known you were sitting here. My name is Travis pretty lady, may I ask you your name?" "Hello Travis. My you sure are a handsome man. And so well built and strong looking. My name is Kimberly."

"Ahhh Kimberly. A beautiful name that fits a beautiful lady. You sure are a knock out yourself Kimberly." Kimberly smiled when he used that phrase. More then you know asshole. But You'll soon find out. She thought to herself. "Why thank you Travis. I do try my best to make myself look presentable." "Well you sure did accomplish that tonight pretty lady. You beat the other women in here hands down. I think it was destiny we found each other Kimberly. Tonight is your lucky night." Oh man. It was really going to be gratifying to beat this asshole down. "I think you're right Travis. It is my lucky night." "Let me get a drink doll face, and I'll show you to my table. Travis is going to make all your dreams come true tonight pretty lady. You're going to be very grateful we met." I'm already grateful we met asshole. She said to herself smiling. And you are going to make my dreams come true. But not the way you think.

Travis ordered a Scotch and water and led her to his table. He managed to fall behind a few times on the way there, to watch her swing her gorgeous ass while she walked in her 4 inch heels. There was a large grin on his face when they reached the table. "You sure are put together perfectly in the right places Kimberly. How come I haven't seen you in here before?" "I'm here visiting a friend Travis. She was here with me for a while, but she was called home for an emergency. I decided to stay and have some fun." "Well I'm glad you did pretty lady. And you'll be glad you stayed too. Travis is going to show you a great time. You may never want to go back home after you've spent the night with me. I know how to treat my women and give them what they desire." "Oh I'm sure you're going to give me what I desire Travis. In fact, I'm certain of it." "That's the way I like to hear my women talk Kimberly. I can see you and I are going to get along just fine. How about we start off with a dance." "Sounds good Travis, lets shake it."

This was working out even better then she had planned. She had managed to find the biggest fucking asshole in the city. Maybe in the state. It was going to be a pleasure to put him in his fucking place. She could feel her orgasm building already. They walked to the center of the dance floor, and Kimberly began swaying her young body in a very sexy fashion. Travis was hooked. His eyes were glued to her body while he danced in front of her. Time to put her plan into action and beat this asshole to the floor. With him watching her body move to the music, she smiled and began pumping her arms to match the beat. A few seconds later, she popped him in the mouth with a short left jab. "SMACK!" "Oh God Travis I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?" "Nah, don't worry about it doll face. Accidents will happen." They started dancing again and his eyes automatically went back to her hips. About a minute later, she jabbed him in the nose. "SMACK!" "Oh shit, I did it again. Are you hurt Travis honey?" "NO! But quit pumping those arms so another accident won't occur." "I'm sorry Travis."

The song ended and he started heading for their table. "Wait Travis, I want to dance. I don't get much of a chance to at home and I love dancing. I'll watch myself this time. Please stay here and dance with me." "Alright pretty lady, if it's that important to you." "Oh it is Travis. More then you know." She said as she smiled. He looked at her beautiful smile and fell into her trap completely. Kimberly couldn't wait for the next song to start. He was going down this time. And she was going to enjoy putting him there. The next song began to play and he danced in front of her cautiously. When he saw she wasn't pumping her arms, he relaxed and his eyes drifted back to her hips. "Putty in my hands." She said to herself, as she readied her fist to strike the next blow. The beat of the music slowed down and she ground her hips in front of him enticingly. As he smiled and watched, she cocked her right and let it fly. "SMACK!" It landed between his eyes and he stumbled back. Before he could say anything, she beat him to it.

"I TOLD YOU TO KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF MY ASS YOU PERVERT!" He stared at her like she was crazy. "NOW I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU TO MIND A LADY WHEN SHE TELLS YOU NO!" He was as surprised as the other couples on the floor when her next solid right landed flush on his chin. "SMACK!" "There, that should teach you some manners you pervert." "Why you crazy bitch. I'm going to beat you within an inch of your life." Travis began throwing sledgehammer punches at her pretty face, designed to beat her to the floor. Her orgasm started building as soon as she dodged the first punch. When an opening occurred, she fired back with precise female fists that found their target every time she threw it. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She had broken his nose, split his lip, and caused a great deal of pain to his eyes. The orgasm grew. His face scrunched up as his anger spread over it. His punch count increased as a multitude of wrecking ball blows came flying at her head. Moving her sexy young body as if she were dancing to a tune she loved, she evaded them all. The crowd voiced their approval.

Kimberly had worried at the beginning that some knight in shinning armour would step in to save her from the beating he thought she was going to get. But every man there was smaller then Travis and they were intrigued as they watched her avoid his punches and land her own. She was glad. She wanted this asshole all to herself. He slowed his attempts again, so she took over with a smile. "SMACK!" "You messed with the wrong girl little man." "SMACK!" "I'm going to beat you like a spoiled little boy." "SMACK!" "You should have picked on someone your own size." "SMACK!" "Because I'm to much woman for you to handle." "SMACK!" "I knew right away that you were a pussy." "SMACK!" "And now I'm going to prove it to everyone here." "SMACK!" "They'll see you're not tough at all when you're crawling at my feet." "SMACK!" "And begging me not to hurt you anymore." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Travis hit the floor.

The one thing Kimberly knew she would have to get around was the bouncer. But when he stepped up to take care of Travis, she screamed at him to leave the bastard to her. The crowd began screaming at the bouncer too, thinking Travis was a pervert like she said and was getting his just rewards. The bouncer stepped back and let her continue. She silently thanked the crowd and looked at Travis grinning. "Get your ass up wimp. I'm just starting to put you in your place. I'll let you know when I want you to stay in the floor. And by that time you will be so afraid of me, you'll be obeying my orders. Now get on your feet little man so I can beat your brains out. If you have any." Travis climbed to his feet. Somehow the night had turned into a nightmare and he didn't know how or why. But the bitch in front of him was the reason and her mouth needed to be beaten shut.

Punch after punch came winging at Kimberly with bone breaking power in them. But her swaying voluptuous body ducked, dodged, and weaved around them all. Frustration was setting in on Travis's face because of not being able to land anything. And the little bitch was smiling and taunting his incompetence. The crowd was behind her too, which also pissed him off. He hadn't done a God damn thing. But they were acting like he was an animal that needed to be trained. God this is great! Kimberly thought to herself. This is what I've been missing. The thrill of being in danger and overcoming it with my strength and fighting abilities. This asshole is going to receive the worse beating of his life. And I'm going to give it to him to satisfy myself with sexual pleasures. This is what life is about. I'm glad that Cole stole my car and wrecked it. Otherwise I may never have found out how good it feels to beat someone senseless and make them afraid of you. God this is great!

"SMACK!" "You're pathetic you wimp. "SMACK!" "Those big muscles and your large body are useless against me." "SMACK!" "My muscles are much smaller and so is my female body." "SMACK!" "But you're no match for me and my feminine strength." "SMACK!" "I'm just to fast for you." "SMACK!" "And to smart for you." "SMACK!" "I'm going to beat you like you've never been beaten before." "SMACK!" "And there's not a damn thing you can do about it." "SMACK!" "Except whimper." "SMACK!" "And beg." "SMACK!" "And pray that it will soon be over." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Travis was staggering all over the dance floor. Every punch she threw landed on it's target and he couldn't stop her. His face was becoming a swollen, battered mess, and his huge muscular body was breaking down from her hard accurate punches. She managed to avoid everything he threw to try and slow her down or back her off. And he was running out of options. He was being thoroughly humiliated and degraded by a younger, smaller, less muscular female. And there was no way out. His cause was totally lost.

"SMACK!" Travis dropped to his knees and flopped over on his stomach. His head was spinning and his whole face was in terrible pain. His huge thick body was bruised and turning soft everywhere. He was taking a horrific beating and there was no one to save him from the cruel hard hitting young female that was making a complete fool out of him. His vision cleared a bit, and he noticed her small feet encased in the red spiked heels. As hard as it was for him to believe, he had been knocked down and was lying in the floor at the feet of a female. And was afraid to get up. The thought of climbing to his feet made his large muscular body shake with fear. As soon as he landed at her feet, the orgasm hit Kimberly like an avalanche. She threw her head back and closed her sparkling green eyes to savor the incredible feeling. Her mind was screaming YES! YES! YES! while it washed over her. Just like it had happened before. When the orgasm subsided, she felt more powerful then ever. Her strength seemed to grow substantially after each orgasm ripped through her well formed, young sexy body. At that moment, she knew she could beat Superman to a pulp if he challenged her.

Kimberly looked down at Travis lying at her feet and an evil grin spread across her beautiful face. "Get up you weak little pansy ass. I'm not done with you yet." Travis lie there trembling. She must be a Witch or a Voodoo Priestess to be able to turn him into a coward like this. No ordinary female that was one third his size and weight could beat him senseless like this and fill him with so much fear. It just isn't possible. She must have cursed him somehow. Kimberly was getting agitated. She wanted more fantastic orgasms to flow through her sexually craved young body and this asshole wasn't cooperating. She stomped on his fingers with her spiked heel. "STOMP!" It broke his middle finger and caused him to scream like a banshee. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "YOU BROKE MY FINGER YOU FUCKING WHORE!" "Then get your ass up you pathetic little bitch! Or that's not all I'll break!"

Travis got to his feet and backed away from her. "Look. I don't know what this is about, but I didn't do anything. So knock off this bullshit and we'll just go our separate ways." "Now you're a liar as well as a pervert you bastard. You know damn well you grabbed my ass after I told you no. So shut your whining mouth and put up those pitiful male fists of yours. I'm going to beat you like I own you. Maybe the next time you'll take no for an answer." "I didn't touch your ass and you know it. Why do you hate me so much that would make you do something like this? I never even met you until tonight." "ARE YOU CALLING ME A LIAR YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE?" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His thick muscular arms dropped to his sides and his eyes turned glassy. Kimberly smiled as her orgasm grew to a tremendous size and threatened to overload her before it was released. She couldn't wait.

She curled her fingers in his sports jacket and jerked him up to stand more firmly on his wobbly legs. "You are such a pathetic weakling Travis" "SMACK!" "You're going to be lying at my feet again in just a second." "SMACK!" "While you're down there, why don't you try begging me?" "SMACK!" "Maybe if you lick my shoes clean I'll stop hurting you." "SMACK!" "Or I can slip my heels off and you can kiss my bare feet while you beg." "SMACK!" "Or suck on my pretty toes." "SMACK!" "You look like a toe sucker you little bitch." "SMACK!" His bulky legs buckled and he collapsed to his knees in front of her. "Pl.please...K.Kimberly. St.stop...b.beating... me. (SOB) I...c.can't...t.take...anym.more.(SOB) I'm...s.sorry...for...wh.what...ever...I...d.done...to...p.piss...y.you...off. (SOB) Pl.pl.please...d.don't...h.hurt...m.me...anym.m.more." (SOB) Her orgasm hit her like the end of a Forth of July Celebration. Explosion after explosion of her creamy female juices came popping out of her when he started begging. She almost screamed with pleasure.

"Grovel at my feet and lick my heels clean you little pussy. I want them to sparkle like they were just polished." "UNDERSTAND WIMP?" Travis lie prone at her feet and began licking her heels like a dog. Tears flowed from his swollen, black and blue eyes in buckets, and his large muscular body trembled with fear. He felt shame clear to his soul, but was to afraid to disobey the blond haired warrior. Another orgasm flushed through her system while he degraded himself at her feet. When her red heels were clean and shiny, she removed them and placed her bare feet in front of his battered face. "Kiss them pansy ass. I want to feel those busted, swollen lips of yours on my skin. You better press hard if you don't want me to give you another beating." When his puffed up lips touched her soft smooth skin, another orgasm splashed out to cover her creamy white thighs. She threw her head back and moaned.

"Open your mouth little man. I want to see how good you are at sucking my toes." Travis opened his mouth and cried like a new born baby. Humiliation spread through him like a virus. But his fear of the young female fighter held him in check and made him obey. He sucked one big toe and then the other like a baby sucking on a bottle nipple. She then spread his mouth wider and crammed all five toes of her right foot in his mouth. He cried much harder and her orgasm lasted longer. She made him suck her left toes too. Kimberly hauled him to his knees when he was finished sucking all of her toes clean. Holding him by the hair with her left hand, she stared into his frightened swollen eyes. She felt another gigantic orgasm building inside of her when she saw the fear in his eyes and looked at his tear stained, battered face. This one was going to be huge. "The next time a lady tells you no. You better accept it. Understand?" "Y.yes...K.K.Kimberly." "Good boy."

"Now I'm going to give you one more punch to remember me by asshole. So hold still for me." "OH GOD!PL.PLEASE DON'T HIT ME AGAIN!" He begged. Kimberly gave him that evil grin of hers as she drew back her hard right fist. The fear covering his black and blue swollen face, made her feminine juices inside fill her like a balloon being blown up with air. It hung on the edge, waiting to erupt. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" She snapped her fist forward with as much power as she could muster. It exploded on his chin like dynamite going off. "SMMMACK!" When he landed at her feet sound asleep, her orgasm blasted out of her with the force of an atom bomb. Her whole body trembled with pleasure as wave after wave flooded her panties and creamy thighs. The crowd had applauded and cheered when she knocked him out, but she never heard a bit of it.

When her last orgasm finally died down, she turned and walked over to the bar. She had to lean against the bar to put her red heels back on because her legs were still a bit shaky. After she had composed herself, she picked up her purse and strolled to the door. The crowd was still cheering and clapping as she stepped outside. When she climbed into her car, she looked in her rear view mirror and saw the bouncer dump Travis's sleeping battered body on the walk. She smiled and drove off, a contented and sexually fulfilled young lady. God this is great.