Josh Shull was a bully. He knew exactly what he was and loved it. There was nothing in the world like the invincible feeling that washed over him while he was bullying someone. It started in Kindergarten when he used to take toys away from the kids so he could play with them himself. Once in a while the teacher would make him give it back. But most of the time he was able to convince her he had the toy first and it was the other kid that was trying to steal it. Each year he grew older, his bullying tactics escalated. By the time he was in middle school he had it down to a fine art. The number one rule of bullying was to pick on someone smaller then you. Which made it easy for Josh. Because at 5 foot 4 inches and 140 pounds he was big for fourteen. He enjoyed his life as a bully and never wanted it to change.

For twelve of his fourteen years Josh reigned supreme over his neighborhood and the schools he attended. The first two years he was learning to walk and talk. It's hard to bully someone if you can't run them down or frighten them with a loud tough talking voice. But once he turned two he found his calling. It's hard to estimate how many lives Josh would have made miserable if he hadn't met his nemesis. That was a sad day for the bully everyone was afraid of. When he thinks back on that day, his eighteen year old muscular body trembles with fear. And he can't stop the tears from pouring out either. Up until he was fourteen Josh never feared a single person. It just wasn't in his nature. Everyone backed down and gave him what he wanted so he wouldn't hurt them. No one had the courage to stand up to him. So he didn't know the meaning of the word fear. That was about to change.

Because twelve year old Marilyn Ricks moved into his neighborhood. At the time, Josh saw it as a golden opportunity. There was five kids in the new family that moved into the house on the corner. Only one boy was older and bigger then Josh. The other three boys and the girl was fresh meat. Four more kids who's lives he could totally control. He remembered how happy he felt watching the movers unload the truck. They unloaded a couple of bikes he wouldn't mind riding. There was also one particular skateboard he couldn't wait to get his hands on. And he noticed they had a Sony PlayStation 2 and an X box. Since he owned both of them, he wondered what games they might have he would want. He was positive the girl or one of the boys would give them to him if he threatened to beat them up.

He had no idea his reign of terror was about to end when the Ricks family moved into the neighborhood. Who would of guessed a twelve year old girl would be so damn tough. Josh had bullied girls as old as sixteen. So a twelve year old girl wouldn't be a problem. That's the way his mentality worked. He programmed himself for twelve years to think that way. Smaller boy or girl, another easy victim. New items to confiscate for himself under the threat of a beating. So Josh set his sights on the Ricks family and waited for his chance. Sooner or later he would catch one of them alone. Then he would show them exactly who ran this neighborhood. After that, anything they possessed would be his for the asking. He was absolutely sure of that. Twelve years of bullying experience backed up his thinking.

But poor Josh didn't know what Marilyn Ricks was capable of. She was the fourth child in the Ricks family and the only girl. There was three older boys and one younger. Born and raised with a house full of boys, she had to quickly learn how to survive. So she naturally became a tomboy. And she loved it to. She could climb a tree, play football, or wrestle with the best of them. She hated Sunday's because her mother made her dress like a girl to go to church. Marilyn despised girl clothes. She preferred jeans to dresses or skirts, T shirts to blouses, and sneakers or sandals rather then those sissy patent leather girly shoes that buckled across the top of the foot. To Marilyn, digging up worms to go fishing or handling frogs and snakes was a hell of a lot more fun then playing with dolls or a tea set. They were for sissy's. And she definitely was not a sissy.

Her four brothers treated her like a boy too. And they didn't take it easy on her if they were playing a rough game. Because they knew she would get madder then hell if they did. She hated to be pampered or treated like she was fragile. If they tackled her while playing football they better come at her hard. If she suspected they let up just the least little bit, she was right in their face threatening to kick their ass if they did it again. And they knew she could do it to. She had proved it to them on many occasions. Even her fifteen year old brother hated to tangle with her. She simply would not give up. If he had her down or in a hold, she would grit her teeth and suffer through the pain. Then when she got the upper hand, she would make him pay dearly. So he and his brothers avoided wrestling with her when ever possible. Her threshold of pain was much higher then theirs and she was cleaver and ruthless.

The next Saturday morning Josh looked out his window when he heard rattling wheels on pavement. There was one of the Ricks boys playing with the skateboard. No one else was around, so Josh dashed to his front door. This was his chance to begin training the Ricks family to fear him. Josh approached the boy with an evil grin on his slightly chubby face. He looked to be about thirteen and was smaller then him by at least forty pounds. "Hey. That's a cool looking skateboard. Can I see it a minute?" He asked. Thinking he was making a new friend, the boy handed him the skateboard. "Sure. Give it a try. It's the best skateboard I've ever had." He replied grinning. Josh took the skateboard from his hands and smiled back. This one's a real dummy. He thought to himself.

"Now it's the best skateboard I've ever had." Josh told the puzzled kid. "What's that mean?" He asked. "You heard me shrimp. This skateboard is mine now. So beat it." He said threateningly. "You can't do that. Give me back my skateboard." He whined as he reached for it. Josh held it away from him and pushed the boy down hard. "I said beat it shrimp. Now take off before I really hurt you." Josh said with a menacing look. "I'll tell my dad." He replied nearly in tears. "Go ahead. My dads twice as big as yours. He'll beat your dad up. Then I'll beat you up for trying to get me in trouble. Understand shrimp? Now get lost or I'll beat you up right now." Josh told him hatefully. With tears streaming down his cheeks, the boy started for home.

Marilyn walked out her front door heading for the neighborhood park a few blocks away. It was a very beautiful day so she decided to go play on the parks swing set. She met her brother coming up the walk with tears in his eyes. "What happened Ben? Did you fall off of your board and hurt yourself?" She asked concerned. "That boy took my skateboard and won't give it back Marilyn." He whimpered as he pointed at Josh walking towards his house. "Hey you. Give my brother his skateboard." She ordered. Josh turned towards her and smiled. Here's my chance to get their PlayStation and X box games. He thought to himself as he walked in her direction. "Who's gonna make me?" He asked. "I will fatso." She replied with confidence.

Josh thought that was funny. "YOU?" He laughed out loud. "Are you joking? You can't beat me up. I'm lots bigger then you. So shut your mouth before I hurt you like I did him." He said with a scowl. "I'm warning you fatso. Give him back his skateboard or you're gonna be real sorry." Marilyn replied without fear. Josh couldn't believe she was serious. The little twerp was half his size and a GIRL. "Make me you little brat." He challenged. "OK fatso. You asked for it." She responded. With her ash blond ponytail flying and her bright blue eyes fixed on her target, Marilyn attacked. One second she was standing in front of Josh and the next she was tripping him from behind. He never saw anyone move that fast in his life. "SLAM!" He hit the ground hard.

Before Josh could do anything, the little blond gladiator leaped on his back to keep him down. She planted her left knee across the back of his neck and whipped his right arm up his back in a tight hammerlock. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "LEMME GO! LEMME GO!" He squealed. "Make me." Marilyn replied with a grin. Josh squirmed as hard as he could to break her hold and get her off of him. But her grip on his arm was firm and her dominate position was to secure. "Lay still fatso or I'll hurt your arm again." Marilyn warned. "GO TO HELL YOU LITTLE BRAT! GET OFF ME!" He hollered as he squirmed again. "I told you to lay still fatso and I meant it." She said as she wrenched his arm higher up his back and listened to his scream. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Josh couldn't handle the pain and started crying.

"You gonna lay still?" She asked the sobbing boy. "YES! YES!" He loudly blubbered. "Good boy. Don't ever pick on my brother again. You got that fatso?" The young girl asked the crying bully. "Yes. Just.. lemme.. go. It.. hurts." Josh whimpered. Marilyn climbed off of the beaten boy and picked up her brothers skateboard. Josh leaped to his feet and ran home crying. "Thanks sis. You're the greatest." Ben told his younger sister with a smile. "You're welcome Ben. Let me know if he bothers you again." She told him. "I don't think he'll mess with me again. Not after what you did to him. Thanks again Marilyn." He shouted as he took off on his skateboard. Marilyn waved and left for the park.

Josh started plotting his revenge. No God damn girl was going to make him cry and get away with it. She needed to be taught a good lesson and he couldn't wait to get his hands on her. But when he caught Marilyn alone and jumped her, she beat him up again. She pinned his arms to the ground in a schoolgirl pin and bent him in half. Josh lie there crying and begging with his toes touching the ground on both sides of his head. When Marilyn let him up, he ran home squalling for the second time. Still thinking it was a fluke, he found her at the park one day and challenged her. This time she got him down and maneuvered his larger body until she was sitting behind him. A painful full nelson and crushing body scissors quickly had him in tears and pleading to be released. Josh ran home crying for the third straight time, shamed and humiliated.

After that he avoided the tough little blond like the plague. He felt so ashamed of himself for hiding from a girl. But the humiliation of being beaten up and crying his eyes out three times haunted his dreams and waking hours. Josh had never known fear. Now that he did, he hated it. And he hated the twelve year old female that planted that fear in him even worse. But facing her again to gain back his pride and self esteem was completely out of the question. He was simply to afraid. If he saw her coming down the street he would run like the devil was chasing him. The few times she happened to sneak up behind him without him knowing it, his large body trembled like a leaf and he nearly pissed his pants. Marilyn would make him admit she was tougher then he was. Then she would tell him to run along before she changed her mind and beat him up again. Josh would run like hell while listening to her cruel laughter.

Things got even worse when school started. Josh was fifteen now and in the ninth grade which was still in middle school. Unfortunately for him, Marilyn who was thirteen was starting the seventh grade at the same school he attended. They didn't have any classes together of course and their lunch periods were at different times. So Josh felt safe to return to his bullying ways. But before the first week was out, he made the mistake of picking on a boy much smaller then him after school. The boy had an MP3 player that Josh decided to take into his possession. After pushing the boy down and twisting his arm to take the MP3 player out of his hand, Josh smiled and began to walk away. The smile quickly evaporated when he turned to find Marilyn right in his face. He was cornered with no place to run and there was dozens of students around to witness his humiliation. Things couldn't have been worse.

Marilyn quickly had him face down on the ground and was straddling his back. Both of his arms were wrenched up his back and held there by her knees and left arm. She grabbed a handful of his hair with her right hand and pushed his face firmly on the ground. She rolled his head from side to side and forced him to eat grass. All the students gathered there were laughing at his sobbing pleas to be let up. Marilyn tortured and humiliated the crying bully for at least ten minutes before she released him and proudly climbed to her feet. She gave the MP3 player back to it's owner and he repeatedly thanked her. Josh slowly got up spitting grass out of his mouth. Listening to the students laugh at him because she made him eat grass and cry like a baby was to much for the bully to bear. He snapped and charged at Marilyn. Her back was turned to him so the students shouted a warning.

The only thought Josh had was to hurt her as much as possible for shaming him in front of fifty or sixty kids. If he couldn't out wrestle her he would beat her up with his fists. When he was near enough, he took a wild swing at the young blond warrior. The main problem Josh had was his nemesis was quicker and more agile then his over sized male body. Marilyn easily dodged his clumsy effort and put up her female fists. What followed was a one sided massacre. By the time Marilyn was through with Josh, he had a black eye, a fat lip, and a bloody nose. She continuously knocked him down and taunted the bully the whole time. When he finally gave up, she placed her foot on the side of his head and raised her arms in a muscle pose. The students cheered her victory while Josh bawled his heart out.

From that day on his bullying tactics began to fail him. Word quickly spread that the thirteen year old girl could easily beat up the fifteen year old bully everyone was afraid of. Every time he tried to bully someone they threatened to tell Marilyn if he didn't leave them alone. A few times a couple of the kids he had bullied for years, told Marilyn they were being harassed by Josh when he hadn't laid a finger on them. They laughed and congratulated themselves when she beat poor Josh up for nothing. Josh's life had turned into a living hell. He was afraid to go to school for fear someone else had lied about him so Marilyn would give him another severe beating. He even stayed in on the weekends so she couldn't catch him outside. But his mother would shoo him out of the house when she tired of having him under her feet. On those occasions, if Marilyn caught him he accepted the beating without fighting back. She proved it was useless to try so he just stood there and took it.

But he was about to get a reprieve that would make him eternally grateful. A few months after school started his father was offered a better paying job with the company he worked for if he would agree to relocate out of state. Josh was never more happy in his life then he was the day they drove away from that town. Thirteen year old Marilyn with her superior wrestling abilities and hard hitting female fists was history. The dominate little blond became a distant memory in the bully's mind. He picked up where he left off with his constant bullying at his new school. Fresh meat to pick on until they feared him as much as the other kids used to. He soon had a room full of things he forced his victims to part with. Life was back to normal and better then ever.

For the next three years Josh continued to bully everyone smaller then him. The humiliation and shame he suffered at the hands of Marilyn was buried far back in the inner regions of his mind. Although he still woke up in a cold sweat some nights when his sleeping memory dredged up the painful torture she put him through. He would sit up in bed with his muscular body trembling uncontrollably while tears slid down his cheeks and soaked the bed. The fear he felt would consume him like a swarm of locusts over a field of corn. Even though he knew it was totally ridiculous, he was afraid to go back to sleep when that occurred. Sometimes it would be several days before he could push it out of his mind and enjoy life again. But as he got older it happened less frequently. He was thankful for that.

By the time Josh turned eighteen and graduated from high school Marilyn was all but forgotten. He was well acquainted with the city and knew exactly where to find a victim when the urge to bully someone came over him. He was still living at home letting his father support him and they showed no signs of asking him to leave. So by Josh's standards everything was perfect. Until he learned his Grandmother on his fathers side was ill and may not last much longer in this world. Not that he was concerned about her well being, because the two of them never got along. But because his father informed him he was taking a leave of absence from his job so the family could spend a few months with his dying mother. Josh's pleas to be left behind were denied. They couldn't trust him not to throw a rip roaring party and trash their home. So Josh was going along and that was final.

After struggling with his emotions, Josh settled down and accepted the decision. His Grandparents lived clear across the city from Marilyn's house and she had no way of knowing he was returning. Besides, she probably had forgotten all about him by now. He would only be there for a few months so there was nothing to worry about. It would be nice to see his old hometown and maybe reestablish his dominance over a few of his old victims anyway. At eighteen he had grown into a good sized young man. He was now 6 foot 4 inches tall and 233 pounds of solid muscle. He was sure he would still strike fear in the hearts of anyone he used to bully back then. They would fall back in line and it would be like old times. Yes, this trip was beginning to sound better and better.

Josh and his parents left Friday morning for the long drive to his old hometown. They drove all day and finally reached their destination late Friday night. Josh settled in the bedroom they assigned to him and watched some TV before going to bed. The next morning before his parents left for the hospital, Josh asked his father for some money. He remembered there was a gigantic mall a mile or so down the road and he didn't want to stay cooped up in the house all day. His father was still supporting him as far as a roof over his head and food was concerned. But money was a different story. He gave Josh ten bucks in case he wanted to buy something to eat while he was out. Josh knew he would be refused if he asked for more, so he kept his mouth shut. His parents dropped him off at the mall on their way to the hospital.

Josh wandered through the mall keeping an eye out for anyone that looked familiar. It didn't take him long to spot one. Josh smiled when he remembered he was one of the assholes that lied to Marilyn about being bullied so she would kick his ass. It was time to pay the little bastard back for that treachery. He was still small in stature so he would be an easy mark. He casually followed him around the mall until he left for the parking lot. Grinning like a predator that found helpless prey, he quickened his pace when he exited the door. Josh caught up with him just as he reached his car. "Hey there Alfred. Do you remember your old buddy Josh?" He asked with a menacing glare. Alfred nearly fainted. "Uh, hi Josh. What are you doing back in town?" He nervously replied. "Cut the crap you little shit. I need some cash so hand over your fucking wallet." The hateful look on Josh's face forced him to unwillingly comply.

Josh took the money and threw the wallet back in his face. Then he grabbed him with both hands and jerked the frightened young man up to look him square in the eyes. "It's time we had a discussion about a certain lie you told a few years ago you fucking little wimp. I owe you big time for the shit you pulled and I always pay my debts." Josh began to pound on his helpless victim while laughing out loud like a mad man who was completely insane. As luck would have it, a young woman heard the disturbance as she was getting in her car. She gazed out over the parking lot and recognised Josh immediately. Julie was one of the lucky ones Josh never bullied back then. But quite a few of her friends weren't as fortunate. She was also one of Marilyn's closest friends. There was nothing she could do for poor Alfred. But retribution for Josh's callous actions was in the works.

Julie couldn't watch while Josh wailed away on Alfred. So she sat in her car and waited. When she saw Josh walk off, she hesitated until he rounded the corner of the mall and was out of sight. Then she rushed to Alfred's aid. She called an ambulance for the badly beaten young man and stayed with him until they arrived. While they were waiting, she convinced Alfred not to press charges. "Josh may spend a little time in jail for what he did to you Alfred. But as soon as he gets out, he'll hunt you down and beat the hell out of you again. Let me take care of Josh for you. I have a plan in mind that will straighten Josh out once and for all. Please. Just let me handle it." She asked. Alfred agreed. She was right about Josh hunting him down. He wanted no part of that.

When the ambulance drove away, Julie climbed in her car and headed for home. On the way she called Marilyn on her cell and filled her in on what she had witnessed. Marilyn was just as angry as Julie for the stunt Josh pulled and vowed to pay him back in spades when she got her hands on him. Julie hung up smiling. She knew Marilyn would feel the way she did about that asshole. Now to figure out the best way to find out exactly where Josh was staying and lure him to her house so the two of them could set their trap. As she was mulling it over in her mind, a large smile appeared on her pretty face. The patron Saint of luck must be riding with me today. She said to herself. There on the sidewalk was Josh walking in her direction. It was time to put their plan into action.

Julie drove a little ahead of him before pulling over to the curb and rolling down the passenger window. As he walked by she leaned over and looked out the window to speak to him. "Josh? Josh Shull? Is that you?" She said, acting surprised to see him. " "Yeah. Who's that? He inquired with a touch of hesitancy. "It's me, Julie Decker. Don't you remember me from middle school?" She replied with a cute smile. "Yeah. Sure I remember you. How you doing Julie?" He asked more relaxed. "I'm doing fine Josh. How about you?" "Pretty good Julie, pretty good." He replied. "Get in Josh and I'll give you a ride to where you're going. It will give us a chance to talk over old times." She said as she opened the passenger door. Josh climbed in smiling.

When she found out where he was staying she counted her blessings and thanked the patron Saint of luck again. "Really? I didn't know they were your Grandparents. My house is in the middle of the next block. We're practically neighbors." She told him like it made her happy. Josh was checking her out while they chatted. The skinny little girl he remembered had grown into a good looking teenager. Since he was going to be here a few months, he might as well tap that sweet looking ass of hers. He thought to himself. "Say Josh. I'm having a few friends over tonight for my sweet sixteenth Birthday. Why don't you drop by and say hello. I would love to talk over old times a little more. And I'm sure the others would be glad to see you." She pleadingly asked.

Josh froze in the seat. "Uhhh, I don't know Julie. I'm not sure that would be a good idea." He muttered. "Oh come on Josh. Everyone you knew will be there. Except that bitch Marilyn Ricks of course. I wouldn't invite that slut to my party if she were the last person on earth." She said spitefully. This intrigued Josh. "I take it you and Marilyn don't get along?" He asked inquisitively. "Oh it's more then that. I can't stand the whore. I was more or less seeing this guy last summer and she knew I liked him. But that didn't stop her the lousy bitch. She started shaking her fat ass in his face and batting her God damn brown eyes. The next thing I know, he dumps me for her. One of these days I'll get her ass for pulling that shit. Anyway, that's enough talk about that slut. Come on Josh. Come to my party. Please." She pleaded.

Hell why not. He said to himself. It might be fun now that I know for sure Marilyn wouldn't be there. And the more he looked at Julie's flawless soft skin, the harder his dick got picturing her naked body in his mind. She was approximately 5 foot 5 inches tall and roughly 115 pounds. Her shoulder length black hair and crystal clear blue eyes were damn nice to look at too. If he played his cards right, he just might get lucky tonight. "All right Julie you've convinced me. What time should I be there?" He asked with a large smile. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" Julie squealed to show him she was thoroughly happy he had changed his mind. Which she was. But not for the reason he was thinking. "Come around seven." She replied. Julie showed him where she lived before dropping him off. "Bye Josh. I'll see you at seven." She said as she waved and drove off.

As soon as Julie got home she called Marilyn and explained the trap she had set for Josh. Marilyn was absolutely delighted with the plan. She couldn't wait to get her hands on Josh Shull and painfully remind him he wasn't nearly as tough as he thought he was. Some of the kids she grew up with were still in therapy because of the suffering they were forced to endure at the hands of Josh. His repetitive bullying had ruined quite a few lives back then. It was time Josh paid for the harsh treatment he continuously dished out while living there. Marilyn Ricks joyfully appointed herself the enforcer of his discipline. With the aid of her good friend Julie Decker and her marvelous plan, Josh's sentence would painfully be carried out tonight.

When Marilyn turned sixteen she finally gave in to her mothers wishes to dress and act like a female. Her days of playing tackle football with males and climbing trees was over. But she still enjoyed a rough and tumble wrestling match or a fist fight. That part of her tomboy side would never leave her. The males she dated were more then happy to roll around on the floor with the beautiful blond. The chance to grope her fantastic 5 foot 6 inch 119 pound female body in a wrestling match appealed to everyone of them. Until she repeatedly pinned them to the floor or wrapped them up in an inescapable wrestling hold and forced them to give up. Their fragile male egos couldn't handle losing to a female every single time. The humiliation was entirely to much to deal with. So they moved on and found a safer girl to date who wasn't as strong or cunning.

Marilyn arrived around six o'clock so the two girls could work out the details of their plan. She was wearing a black pleated flair out skirt that hugged her curvy shaped hips perfectly. The white spaghetti strap skin tight top, fit her well developed upper torso like a glove. Black high heels completed her outfit. The tomboy ponytail was also gone. Her ash blond hair was nestling on her creamy shoulders and her amber brown eyes were gleaming like liquid gold. Julie greeted her at the door wearing a dark blue shirt of a similar style with a light blue top and dark blue heels. Marilyn had informed her to wear loose fitting clothes to spring their trap. The two sixteen year old females were the absolute picture of beauty. And they were ready to rumble.

Josh showed up a little before seven and knocked on the door. Julie let him in with a lovely smile on her beautiful face. She gave Josh directions to the Den and told him to go on in. She said she would join him and the other guests after grabbing some snacks. Josh found the double sliding oak doors she had described and slid them open. When he entered the room and closed the doors, he noticed no one else was there. A large grin spread across his face. The little minx orchestrated this little charade so the two of us could be alone. He said to himself. Well that's fine with me. She looked sexy as hell in that short blue skirt. And those smooth bare legs of hers will feel great hanging over my shoulders. Josh my man. You're going to score tonight. He thought grinning.

Josh heard the oak doors slide open. He turned with a smile on his face to greet the little sex kitten and say he approved of her scheme to lure him there for fun and games. The smile quickly disappeared when he saw Marilyn standing in the doorway with her arms outstretched holding the doors open. Fear filled his heart in seconds. All of a sudden he couldn't control his 6 foot 4 inch 233 pound muscular frame. It began to violently tremble like he was freezing. His legs were shaking so bad his knees were knocking together. And his handsome face turned as white as a sheet. The only person in the world he was terribly afraid of was blocking his path to freedom. When Marilyn stepped into the room and closed the doors behind her, he nearly passed out from fright.

Marilyn Ricks

"I understand you've been a very naughty boy since you returned Josh. I can't allow your bad behavior to go unpunished. So I'm afraid I'll have to beat you senseless to remind you of the dire consequences you face when you bully someone smaller and weaker then you. You should have known I would find out. You're not any smarter then you were at fifteen are you dumb ass? I'll bet you can't fight any better either. You do remember the beatings I used to give you, don't you wimp? How you used to cry like a baby and beg me to leave you alone. I certainly remember them. I can also remember tying you up in numerous wrestling holds and laughing at your feeble attempts to break free while you cried your eyes out. But you never could get loose could you Josh? You were to weak and pathetic. I'll bet that hasn't changed either. You always were easy to beat up. Now I'm going to prove you still are. So prepare to start crying sissy."

Marilyn kicked off her high heels and began walking towards her soon to be victim. Her 5 foot 6 inch 119 pound feminine body brimmed with confidence. Josh was frozen in his spot and unable to move. He stared at her bare feet gliding across the plush carpet, bringing her closer and closer to him. When she was within five feet of him he started to raise his fists to defend himself. But forgotten memories buried deep in his mind came rushing upward. They flooded his brain with painful images of her hard hitting female fists beating him down like a dog. It was useless for him to fight back in those days because he was no match for her speed and agility. Somewhere in his mind, he knew it would be pointless for him to try now. By the time Marilyn reached him, his broad shoulders were slumped down in defeat. And large tears filled his frightened eyes.

Marilyn curled the fingers of her left hand in his shirt and pulled his head down so they would be face to face. "Same old cry baby Josh. You were a pussy then and you're even a bigger pussy now. You're pathetic." "Pl.please.. M.Marilyn. Don't.. b.beat.. me.. up. I.. pr.promise.. I'll.. be.. g.good. I.. won't.. b.b.bully.. anyone.. else.. wh.while.. I'm.. here. Just.. pl.pl.please.. don't.. hurt.. m.me." He pitifully begged. "I'll say one thing for you Josh. You beg a lot better then you used to. But it won't do you any good. You have to be punished for what you did to poor Alfred and it's my job to administer that punishment with extreme prejudice. Crying and begging will not save you from the beating you have coming. So let's get started you pathetic cry baby."

"SMACK!" Her hard right exploded on his chin. Josh stumbled but didn't go down. "SMACK!" The solid left hook sent excruciating pain rushing to his right eye. "SMACK!..SMACK!" The right and left combination caused welts to appear on both of his tear stained cheeks. "SMACK!" Josh was staggered by the straight right that broke his nose. Marilyn casually walked him down. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Now his left eye was in a great deal of pain and he had a split lip. "I'm proud of you for staying on your feet little man. Three years ago you would have been lying on the floor soaking the carpet with your tears." "SMACK!" Her pile driving right landed between his eyes. "SMACK!" The devastating left cross nearly broke his jaw.

Julie returned with two sodas in her hand. She peeked through the small slit she made by slightly opening the oak doors to see how things were progressing. It looked like Marilyn had everything under control. She quietly stepped in the room and tip toed over to the leather chair by the wall. She slipped off her blue heels and propped her bare feet up in the chair to get comfortable. Julie relaxed and watched the one sided slaughter going on in front of her. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..CRRRACK!" Four battering ram punches to his mid section was followed by a thunderous uppercut from down by her knees. Josh left his feet and landed on the floor a few feet away. Marilyn calmly strolled over to the sobbing male and stood over him with her lethal hands resting on her shapely hips. Josh lie at her feet crying his heart out and prayed his torture was over.

"Get up coward. We have a long way to go before I'm finished with you." Marilyn told him. Josh completely broke down. "AAAWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "HAWWW HAWWW HAWWW!" "Sniff sniff." He slowly climbed to his feet sobbing loudly. "That's my boy. Now stand up nice and straight." She ordered. Josh did as she commanded and straightened his trembling body. "Good boy. Now tilt your head slightly to the right and stick out your chin." Without the slightest hint of disobeying her, Josh did as she asked. "There. That's perfect. Now hold still and don't move wimp." Josh closed his tear filled eyes and braced himself for impact. "SMACK!" The bone jarring right cross connected with his chin and dumped him back in the floor.

"Up boy." Marilyn demanded. Josh pulled himself up and stood in front of her on very shaky legs. "Very good. Now tilt your head to the left this time and stick that chin back out." Josh followed her orders to the letter. "That's my good boy. Now steady as she goes." "SMACK!" Her solid left struck his chin like a sledge hammer. Josh collapsed to the floor in a heap once again. He lie there squalling like a new born baby. "AAAWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "HAWWW HAWWW HAWWW HAWWW!" "Sniff sniff sniff." "Come on weakling, get your ass up. We don't have all night. Now move it." She sternly told the frightened bully. He obeyed and climbed to his feet. Josh was scared to death of finding out what she would do to him if he failed to obey. And he knew begging would get him no where.

"OK sissy. Lets work on those eyes of yours. Be a good boy and bend over a little for me." He did as she asked. "WHOA! Stop right there. That's perfect. Now hold still." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Her quick moving fists slammed into both eye brows with all the power she could generate. Josh fell over backwards and hit the floor hard. "SLAM!" The two beautiful girls exchanged lovely smiles while Josh lie there bawling like a spoiled brat that hadn't gotten his way. The dominate blond turned to Josh and demanded he get back on his feet. He was slower complying with her wishes, but he finally made it up. His muscular frame was weaving a bit trying to maintain his balance. His wobbly legs didn't want to support his weight.

"You mind extremely well candy ass. I like that. I'm very pleased you're cooperating with me. As long as you keep me happy I won't get angry. Trust me weakling. You don't want me angry. You may not leave this house alive if you piss me off. Remember that if you know what's good for you. You won't be in very good shape when I'm done with you, but you'll remain in one piece as long as I'm pleased with your performance. Now be a good boy and bend over again. Those lips of yours need a little work." Josh leaned over while closing his tear filled eyes and sobbing mouth. Marilyn took dead aim at his mouth and fired a hay maker that split both lips wide open. "SMMMACK!" Josh's trembling body slumped to the floor once again.

"AAAWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "HAWWW HAWWW HAWWW!" "Sniff sniff." He couldn't stop himself from crying. He hated the fact he wasn't man enough to stand up to Marilyn and take her on. She was barely half his size. But not being able to turn off the tears flowing like a torrent rain storm shamed him beyond repair. It was humiliating and degrading. Although there was no denying the fact she scared the shit out of him. He was afraid of her when she was twelve and he was even more frightened of her now. Self pity filled his muscular body like a cancer. If only the Ricks family had moved to another town or even a different neighborhood. He may never have met the blond female if that were the case. Then he would be enjoying his life as a bully instead of suffering through it as a victim. It just wasn't fair.

"On your feet little man. I'm getting tired of telling you. Surely you have enough brains to get up without being told every time. You're very close to pissing me off wimp." "NOW GET YOUR ASS UP!" Josh struggled to his feet shaking like a leaf. His bladder nearly released it's contents when she raised her voice. Marilyn grabbed his right wrist in her left hand and jerked it out from his body. Then she savagely twisted it until it was dangerously close to breaking. "AAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Josh screamed from the awful pain shooting through his entire arm and shoulder while he dropped to his knees. "This is your last warning you pathetic piece of shit. The next time you fail to get on your feet I'll start breaking your bones." "IS THAT CLEAR YOU PUSSY?"

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" He screamed. "I'M! SORRY! PLEASE DON'T BREAK MY ARM! I'LL DO WHAT EVER YOU WANT! PLEASE MARILYN! LET ME GO!" He pleaded with her. Marilyn tossed his arm aside and stood back. Josh scrambled to his feet while trying to rub the circulation back into his painful arm. "Get those eyes down here where I can reach them easier. They need a little more of my attention." She sternly demanded. Josh wasted no time leaning over. "Try and stay on your feet punk." She told him as she drew back her right fist. "SMACK!" Pain erupted just above his left eye. Josh was completely turned around by the wrecking ball punch. His feet got tangled up making him resemble a clumsy drunk struggling to stay on his feet. But by some unknown miracle he managed it.

"Good boy. Keep obeying like that and I'll soon be back in a good mood. Now lets see what we can do with that right eye." Josh quickly bent over without being told. Marilyn smiled and let him have it. "SMACK!" He closed his eyes and patiently waited for the severe pain to ease up. While he was waiting, Marilyn decided to soften up his stomach. She struck without any warning. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Poor Josh clutched his destroyed stomach and dropped to his knees. His swollen mouth was opening and closing while he tried to catch his breath. Marilyn smiled, thinking he looked like a fish out of water. While Josh was distracted trying to breathe, she threw a powerful uppercut to his exposed chin. "CRRRACK!" His eyes rolled back in his head before he slumped over to land at her feet. Josh was not getting up this time. Marilyn went to chat with Julie.

"My God that was awesome." Julie said as she grinned at her friend. "I wish I could punch like that. You don't know how many times I felt like beating that asshole to a pulp when he was bullying one of my friends back in grade school. But the only thing I would have accomplished was to get my own ass kicked. So all I did was stand there and close my eyes so I wouldn't have to watch." She confessed. "You can punch like that Julie. All it takes is practice. After you learn how to shift your weight to get the maximum amount of power in the punch, you could hit just as hard as I do." Marilyn informed her. "Do you really think so?" Julie asked. "I'm positive. I'll tell you what. When I wake up sleeping beauty over there, you can use him as a practice dummy. He doesn't have the nerve to try and hit you back. What do you say?" "HELL YES!" Julie agreed with a smile.

The two beautiful young women let Josh sleep while they chatted and quenched their thirst. When Julie felt she was ready, she nodded to her friend. Marilyn slapped Josh awake and ordered him to his feet. He was still a bit woozy but he managed to remain standing. "Julie wants to take a few shots at you wimp. Stand perfectly still and don't give her any trouble or you'll answer to me. Understand boy?" She asked the groggy Josh. "Yes Marilyn. I understand completely." He answered. "You better you pathetic loser." She replied. Marilyn positioned Josh the way she wanted him and thoroughly explained the mechanics of delivering a solid punch to Julie. When she felt she was ready, she stepped aside and turned her loose.

Julie Decker

Julie was nervously chewing on her bottom lip when she drew back her fist and let him have it. "SMACK!" The punch snapped his head back but didn't move him one inch. "That wasn't bad for your first attempt Julie. The only problem is, you lack the confidence in yourself to deliver the punch with authority. Try it again. Concentrate on your target and drive the punch through the spot you're aiming at." Julie placed her fingers on Josh's chin and adjusted it until she was satisfied. Chewing on her bottom lip again she threw her punch. "SMACK!" Josh was staggered by that one which greatly helped Julie's confidence grow. She quickly pulled his head down where she wanted it and slammed her fist into his left eye. "SMACK!" Josh dropped to his knees before flopping over at her feet. Julie squealed and jumped for joy.

"WOW! THAT FELT GREAT!" Julie shouted. "I told you you could do it Julie." Marilyn told her with a smile. Julie looked down at Josh lying at her feet. "Get up damn you. I want to do it again." She commanded. Josh climbed to his feet whimpering. Julie adjusted his head to suit her and blasted him between the eyes. "SMACK!" Josh back pedaled out of control until his back struck the wall. "SLAM!" He slowly slid down the wall and ended up sitting on his butt. His eyes were glassy and totally unfocused. Julie felt good about herself while Marilyn praised her for learning so quickly. "Now that you know what you're doing. Lets knock the pathetic little wimp back and forth to each other. What do you say Julie. Are you up for that?" "You bet Marilyn. Lets kick his ass all over this room." She replied.

Marilyn dragged Josh out to the middle of the floor and held him up in front of her. Julie stood about four feet away from them facing his back. "Are you ready Julie?" She asked. "Yep. Let him have it girl." She replied. "SMACK!" Marilyn's right cross spun him half way around and sent him staggering towards Julie. Julie caught him so he wouldn't fall and held him steady. "My turn sissy. Now stand real still." She said smiling. "SMACK!" She drove the punch through her target and sent him stumbling back to Marilyn. "Nice punch Julie. You got it down pat now." Marilyn praised. "Thanks to you Marilyn. You're the greatest. Now hurry up and send him back to me. I want to hit him again." Marilyn grinned. "Coming right up girl. Here he comes. "SMACK!" Julie caught him again and smiled at the blank look on his face.

"OK you pathetic weakling. Don't move a muscle." "SMACK!" Josh was spun around and went reeling back to Marilyn. "DAMN! This is fun girl. Send him back. Send him back." Julie said excited. I've created a monster. Marilyn said to herself as she smiled. "You got it Julie. Here comes little Joshy." "SMACK!" Josh nearly fell before Julie grabbed him and jerked his sagging body up straight. "Don't you fall you big pussy. If I have to pick you up I'll really let you have it." Julie sternly warned him. She placed the fingers of her left hand on his badly bruised chin and positioned it just right. "Coming back at you Marilyn." "SMACK!" Josh lost his footing before reaching Marilyn and slumped to his knees in front of her. "That was a real good one Julie." She told the proud young woman as she helped Josh up.

"SMACK!" Marilyn's hard punch nearly took his head off. Josh stumbled for two steps before dropping on his face at Julie's feet. "I warned you boy." She said as she hauled him to his feet. "You better start paying attention." "SMMMACK!" Her solid hay maker roundhouse was to much for the severely beaten Josh to handle. He landed at Marilyn's feet out cold. "Wow Julie. You knocked his ass out. Way to go girl." She explained while she congratulated her friend. Julie stood tall and proud while she accepted her friends praise. "Thanks Marilyn. I've never felt this way before. I feel so strong and powerful it's exhilarating. It's like the strength in my muscles has suddenly increased as if they were pumped up with air or something. And it feels fantastic." "That's your confidence growing Julie. The helpless feeling that was inside of you is disappearing. It's being replaced by courage and pride. Knowing you're capable of knocking someone out makes you extremely confident."

"I think you're right Marilyn. I feel incredible. I know for a fact I'll never be afraid and become a victim again. Thanks Marilyn. You've changed my life forever." She said in gratitude. "Don't mention it girl. Helping each other out is what friends do. Like you setting this brilliant trap so we could teach asshole here a lesson. I may not have been able to get close if it weren't for you. He would have run like he was on fire if he spotted me coming towards him. So I'd say we were even." She replied smiling. "Good enough." Julie said. "What should we do with the pansy ass now. Do you think he's learned his lesson?" Marilyn thought for a few seconds before nodding her head yes. "I'm pretty sure he has. His face is a swollen, bruised up mess. If he hasn't learned his lesson, he's even dumber then I thought. Lets throw his ass out and order a pizza. I'm really starving." Marilyn answered. "Sounds like a plan to me. Wake the pussy up." Julie replied.

Marilyn nudged him with her foot until his eyes slowly opened. When he saw the two females standing over him he fell apart. Josh crawled over to them and began kissing their bare feet while he begged to be released. "Pl.please. No.. more. I.. pr.promise.. to.. be.. g.good. Just.. let.. m.me.. out.. of.. h.here. Pl.pl.pleaseeeeeee." "If I hear one word about you bullying someone I'll hunt your ass down and beat you half to death. Is that clear wimp?" Marilyn asked. "Yes.. M.M.Marilyn. I.. sw.swear. I.. won't.. b.bother.. anyone.. ag.again. Let.. me.. go.. h.home. PL.please. Let.. m.me.. go.. home." The two girls helped him to his feet. "If I find you before Marilyn I'll give you a good beating myself. Understand Josh?" Julie asked. "Yes.. J.Julie. I.. won't.. cause.. anymore.. tr.trouble. I.. swear." He blubbered. "Good. Now get the hell out of my house."

Marilyn and Julie watched, as Josh stumbled to the oak doors as fast as his battered body would let him. He wanted out of there before the two hard hitting females changed their minds. His damaged body hurt all over. And his face felt at least three times it's normal size. He was afraid he might die if they started beating on him again. All he could think about was getting as far away from them as possible. He slid open the oak doors and staggered to the front door with extreme haste. After making it outside, he stumbled off of the porch and landed in the grass. He quickly scrambled to his feet and took off down the sidewalk in a clumsy weaving run. He could hear the two girls laughing over his loud sobbing.

Marilyn and Julie opened a coke and chatted while they waited for the pizza delivery man. "Do you think he'll keep his word?" Julie asked her friend. "Yes I do. I could tell by the look on his mangled face he was scared out of his mind. I don't think Josh Shull will be a problem anymore. His bullying days are over." Marilyn answered. "Lets hope so." Julie replied. "If not. We know where to find him." She said with a sly grin. "That we do girl. That we do." Marilyn said as the two beautiful young women laughed and high fived each other.