Aaron had been an obedient young man since Melissa beat and shamed him in front of half the school. He hadn't bothered Tim at all and had treated Melissa with respect and awe. So when Aaron invited her and Tim over to his house for a party, she readily accepted the invitation. Tim was even glad they were going, because he felt sorry for the beaten subdued athlete. He was happy he wasn't picking on him anymore. But Melissa destroyed the young man and Tim felt really bad for him. Of course, he never mentioned that to Melissa. Because he didn't want to get her angry. He was terrified of his girlfriend with good reason. Tim was the class nerd and not even close to being a fighter. Melissa could handle him with her eyes closed if she wanted to. She once gave Tim a good beating with one hand while she looked into her mirror and brushed her beautiful blond hair with the other. So Tim tried to stay on her good side. It was healthier and much less painful.

Melissa was trying to decide what to wear to Aaron's party. She didn't want to come off looking like she was man hunting because she already had a boyfriend. But she didn't want to look frumpy or non interested either. "What should I wear to the party Timmy?" Tim was afraid she was going to ask him that. Like he had any fashion sense. He was a nerd who wore nerd clothes. So how would he know what she should wear. "Come on Melissa. You know I have no idea what you should wear. I don't even know what I'll wear yet." "I'm just asking for your opinion Tim. What would you like to see me in?" She asked. "That's easy. Your Birthday suit." He responded. "You're sweet Tim, but not much help." "Sorry Melissa." She finally decided on a hip hugging red skirt with a short white, tummy baring top and white sandals. "How's this Timmy? Do you like?" He whistled really loud. "Does that answer your question Melissa?" She grinned and kissed his cheek. "Yes sweety it does. Thank you." "You're welcome Melissa. Now help me pick something out." He pleaded. "Wear the new jeans and shirt I just bought you Timmy. They look really nice on you." "OK Melissa, what ever you want." He hated the shirt but knew better then to say so.

Melissa decided to be fashionably late so they didn't leave until seven thirty. The party was to start at seven. They arrived and rang the door bell. Aaron opened the door and had a funny look on his handsome face. As they entered, Melissa asked if there was something wrong. He was nervous and wringing his hands but said everything was fine. She let it slide and went in to join the party and have fun. Soon, she found out why Aaron was so nervous. She and Tim were talking to one of her friends when someone behind her asked a question. "Are you the Melissa that beat up and humiliated my cousin Aaron in front of half the school?" Melissa turned and had to look up to see where the voice was coming from. In front of her stood a mountain of a man. He was 6 foot 8 inches tall and weighed 440 pounds. The weight was evenly distributed and his large body looked very solid. "Yes that was me. Who are you and why do you want to know?" She asked. He looked her over and laughed.

"Aaron, get your ass over here. And hurry it up." He ordered his cousin. Aaron slowly approached them while still wringing his hands. "This little thing beat and humiliated you in front of half the school? What kind of a pussy are you to let some little bitch put you to shame like that? I'm going to disown you as a cousin you fucking little wimp." Melissa stared at the big giant and was getting more angry by the second. "Who the hell is this Aaron?" "Uh..this is my cousin Alan. He's visiting us for the summer. I didn't tell him Melissa. I swear I didn't." He nervously stated. "Listen to yourself you fucking wimp. Your scared to death she might think you told me. You're even a bigger pussy then I thought. Get out of my sight before I kick your pansy ass myself." Alan said with a disgusting look on his face. "OK big mouth, that's enough. I whipped Aaron's ass because of a piss poor attitude. And if you don't shut your mouth you're going to be next." She confidently said with her hands on her hips. The big man stood there laughing. "You really have some balls little girl. But you're not fucking with pansy ass Aaron now. You're fucking with me bitch. I'll rip you apart."

"I know I'm not messing with Aaron now. He has more class then you do. His mouth isn't as big either bozo. So this is your last warning. Shut it and keep it shut, or I'll do it for you." Melissa warned. "You just made your final mistake bitch. Do you want your ass slaughtered in here? Or would you rather go outside so your shit won't stink up the place after I knock it out of you?" Melissa removed her sandals, along with her red skirt and white top. She stood there in a white lacy bra and panties with a smile. Her 5 foot 5 inch 118 pound body was dwarfed by the mountain man. But she showed no fear at all. "Why don't we do it in here so you won't have as much room to try and run away from me when I'm beating you senseless big mouth." "It's your funeral bitch. You can lie in the floor and bleed as well as the grass." He said with a smile. "SMACK!" I believe I told you to shut that big mouth didn't I?" The big man was taken completely by surprise. He really didn't think she was going to go through with it. Now she had just signed her own death warrant. "You're mine bitch."

"WAIT PLEASE!" "Not in here." Aaron frantically screamed. "There's a room down the hall that mom is making into her craft and sewing room. There isn't any furniture or anything else in there to get broken. If you two have to go through with this, please go down there." "Fine with me." The big man said. Off he went to find the room. "Melissa, Alan is training as a weight lifter. He plans to enter the Olympics next year and represent the United States. He's really big and very strong. Please watch yourself Melissa. I wouldn't want to see you get hurt over me." "I'm with Aaron." Tim said. "He is awful big Melissa. Please be careful." "I appreciate you two worrying about me. But you better worry about big mouth. He may be big, but I'm going to chop him down to size. Nobody picks on or talks to my friends the way he talked to you Aaron. That boy needs to be taken down and I'm just the girl to do it." "Look Melissa, I know you're confident. And I know what your capable of because you handed me my ass on a platter. But Alan is also a little crazy. I wish you would reconsider and just go home." "Yeah Melissa, lets just go home." Tim agreed.

Melissa grabbed them both by the shirt and jerked them up to her lovely face. "Do I have to whip both of your asses before I beat fat boy to a pulp? Or are you two going to shut your mouths and let me take care of business?" "Uh..I'll shut my mouth." Aaron replied trembling. "Sorry Melissa, me too." Tim agreed. "Good boys. You two learn fast. Now lets go chop down a tall tree." She released them and walked off smiling. Aaron showed Melissa which room it was and they all entered together. "Ahhh, there you are bitch. I thought maybe you ran home to momma." "No. I was just telling Aaron to have the numbers of the nearest Hospital or Morgue ready. So it won't take them long to come and collect your fat ass sleeping or dead body." "ENOUGH TALK BITCH!" "Let's see if you can run that smart mouth of yours after I rip your head off of your shoulders." "Speaking of mouths. I told you to shut yours or I would shut it for you. I'm glad you decided to let me do it. This will be fun."

Everyone there thought Melissa was out of her mind. Most of them saw her put Aaron in his place, even though it was still hard for them to believe. But the sight in front of them boggled their minds. The mountain of a man standing before her was over a foot taller and more then four times her weight. His arms and legs were way larger and he was a fully grown male. Seeing Melissa standing there in her white bra and panties facing this huge muscular male, seemed like the mismatch of all time. "OK fat boy. Lets see how well you can talk with my fist or foot shoved down your throat." Melissa confidently told him. "I'm going to kill you bitch." He replied as he charged at the smaller young girl. When he came within range, Melissa's right leg flexed and her bare foot was driven deep into his large girth. "WHAM!" He was stopped dead in his tracks and his mouth flew open gasping for air. Melissa stepped up smiling and changed his looks a little.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Four sharp, straight punches snapped his head back, before the big man could gather himself. A huge right fist the size of a small melon came flying at her beautiful face. Melissa ducked under it and drove her own right into his already sore stomach. "THUD!" His head dropped down again and he clutched his middle trying to suck in air. "SMACK!" A solid female left to his temple made him stagger off balance. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Three more hard punches to his large face dropped him to the floor. The crowd stood silent and shocked. Melissa stepped back and grinned. "That's where you belong big mouth. You'll spend a lot of time down there before I'm done with you." Alan climbed to his feet with a face full of rage. "That's the last time you get lucky bitch." Large arms the size of oak tree limbs began fireing missiles bent on destruction. Melissa danced and swayed her well formed gorgeous body and they all missed their targets. She was much more accurate with her solid female fists.

"SMACK!" His nose caved in. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both eyes were hurting. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both cheeks were hurting. "SMACK!" His mouth turned red with blood while it ballooned up. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His chin, jaw, and fore head were bruised. "THUD!..THUD!" A right and left combination sank deep into his softening stomach. "CRACK!" A right uppercut sent him reeling back. Melissa smiled sweetly as she walked him down. With him off balance again, she worked on his stomach that was rapidly turning to jello. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Alan crumpled to his knees with his face snow white. He was having all kinds of trouble trying to get air into his lungs. Melissa raised her right leg and slammed her bare foot into his slightly swollen face. "WHAP!" He collapsed to his back on the carpet. Alan lie there moaning, not sure where he was. She walked over and placed her left foot on the wrist of his right arm while putting her right foot across his throat.

Gurgling sounds came from his mouth while his left hand was frantically clawing at her leg to remove her foot. Seeing he couldn't force it off, he drew his large arm back as far as he could to punch her in the calf of her leg. Melissa saw it coming and lifted her leg at the last second to make him miss. She quickly stomped down on his face. "STOMP!" And placed her foot back across his throat. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His scream of pain bounced off of the walls while he again went back to clawing at her leg and gurgling. His face was turning beet red trying to breathe. She didn't want him to pass out yet, so she removed her foot and stepped back. Alan climbed to his feet holding his throat and coughing. Melissa stood there with her hands spread out on her very shapely hips and impatiently tapped her bare foot. When Alan could breathe normally, he looked at her with pure hatred in his eyes. His large fists came up and a loud snarl escaped his mouth. He advanced on her slowly.

Sledge hammer punches were being delivered by monstrous arms to take the head off of the mouthy bitch he wanted to grind into dust. Her firm young body started dancing and all of his thunderous attempts went around, over, beside, or near her lovely face. But not one touched her smooth creamy skin. When he tired slightly, Melissa went to work. "SMACK!" "That's how you do it fat boy." "SMACK!" "Pay attention and learn." "SMACK!" "I don't usually repeat myself." "SMACK!" "But in your case I'll make an exception." "SMACK!" "You don't seem smart enough to pick something up the first time you see it." "SMACK!" "So I'll keep showing you until you get it right." "SMACK!" "Or until you're sleeping at my feet." "SMACK!" "Which is where you belong." "SMACK!"

Alan couldn't understand what was going on. The bitch was less then one quarter his size. Yet she was beating him like a rug. Trying to hit her was like trying to hit a ghost. She just wasn't there anymore when his big punch reached it's destination. Her female arms seemed to work like pistons and her punches hurt like hell for a girl. She was making a complete fool out of him and the answer to stopping her wasn't coming to mind. Melissa saw the confused, bewildered look on his swelling face and decided to toy with him a while. It would totally decimate his mind, while his courage and fighting spirit would shrink in size. "What's the matter fat boy? Getting a little worried are you? I can see why. Because you're pitiful at fighting and your pathetic punches never seem to hit their mark. I on the other hand am making you a little more handsome by rearranging your ugly facial features with my fists. So get used to it wimp. Because it's going to happen that way all night. That is until I put you to sleep."

Alan fired off three heavy handed punches which she easily dodged. "SMACK!" She jabbed him in the nose. "Got ya fat boy." Three more huge male fists were evaded. "SMACK!" A jab landed on his mouth. "Got ya again wimp." Five wrecking ball punches were avoided. "SMACK!" A right cross to his eye cut it open. "Ohhhh, I'll bet that hurt big man." A barrage of heavy damage attempts were thrown by the angry grown man and they all were slipped by the agile blond fighter. "SMACK!" A left hook to his other eye made it swell up more. "This is so easy pansy ass." Alan went totally crazy and threw numerous killer type punches at the young female gladiator. But it was a fruitless effort. The big man's breathing became labored and his punch count dropped dramatically. Melissa smiled and taught him a lesson in accuracy. "THUD!..THUD!" A right and left finished softening up his large stomach and turned it to mush. "CRACK!" An uppercut to his chin and he stumbled back. "THUD!..THUD!" Two more to his squishy belly. "CRACK!" Another uppercut and back pedalling he went again.

She kept repeating the sequence while driving him back to the wall. "THUD!..THUD!" Belly. "CRACK!" Chin. "THUD!..THUD!" Belly. "CRACK!" Chin. "THUD!..THUD!" Belly. "CRACK!" Chin. His back collided with the wall. "SLAM!" Alan was trapped. He couldn't block or evade her punches and he now had no where to go. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She snapped his head back against the wall with every solid punch. His eyes turned glassy and his mighty arms drooped at his sides. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His eyes closed and his large bulky body slid down the wall. He was sitting on his fat ass with his chin lying on his chest. Melissa stood over him with her fine looking legs slightly spread apart and her arms crossed over her ample breasts. The crowd was astonded and unable to speak. If they hadn't witnessed it, they wouldn't have believed it. The large mountain of a man was sleeping against the wall on his butt. While the much smaller blond warrior was staring down at him with an unmarked face and a sweet smile.

Melissa knocks out the 440 pound powerlifter.

Melissa placed her pretty toes under the big man's nose and wiggled them. Soon, his eyes shot open and she moved her leg just as he swung at it. "Wake up big mouth. I'm not through with you yet." She turned and walked back to the middle of the room, beckoning him to her with her fore finger. Alan got to his feet and slowly approached her. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but she knocked him out cold. And he was beginning to worry about the outcome of this battle. Taking his time to conserve energy and fight a more strategic fight, his large punches were throw one at a time at deliberate targets. Unfortunately it didn't help his connection rate. They were easily avoided by the young blond tigress. Melissa was waiting for the right moment and it quickly came. Even though he was chucking slower punches he still tired himself out. His next right was caught in her left hand.

She twisted his wrist outward, causing him to squeal in pain. "AAIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Then she threw two sharp rights to the inside of his arm. "SMACK!..SMACK!" They connected solidily on his large muscle and she saw him wince. She released his arm and it dropped to his side temperarily incapacitated. Anger showed on his face when he threw a roundhouse left. That one was caught with her right hand and twisted outward. "AAIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" His second squeal of pain was followed by two solid lefts to the muscle of his left arm. "SMACK!..SMACK!" It flopped down dead and useless. With both of his arms out of commission, his only option was to try and kick her. She stepped to her right as his big foot missed her lightening quick body and caught his huge leg with her left arm. As he was hopping around, she slammed her heel into his left thigh. "WHAM!" "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed out in pain and collapsed to the floor on his back. Still holding his leg, she drilled his right thigh with three hard rights. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" When she dropped his leg he was whimpering pitifully.

Alan was flopping around on the floor like a fish out of water. He was trying to get up but his arms wouldn't support his weight when he placed them on the floor to push himself up. And his legs were jerking around like they were having muscle spasams. Melissa kicked him in the ribs a few times, causing him great pain. "WHAM!..WHAM!" Then kicked him in the head. "WHAP!" His screams quieted down and he lie there in a stupor. She grinned and walked up by his head. He wasn't fully coherent. She stuck her pretty toes in his face again and began to wiggle them. He actually pressed his nose and mouth firmly against them before his eyes came open and he saw what he was doing. He quickly rolled away from her while she laughed. "What's the matter fat ass? You seemed to like smelling my pretty toes?" "I'll kill you for that you fucking little slut." He threatened. "Well you can't do it lying in the floor wimp. So get your lard ass up here."

Alan gained his feet and shook his arms and legs to make sure they were in good condition. Deciding they were, he went at Melissa with pure hate in his eyes and on his face. Large male fists from huge muscular arms were flying at her beautiful face and gorgeous body. They all were loaded with bone crushing power. But unseen molicules and dust mites in the air was all they destroyed. Melissa waited patiently for him to tire and waver with a smile on her lovely face. Thirty or so punches later, his mighty arms sagged. She was ready. "SMACK!" The cartilage in his nose shattered. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both eyes were turning a nice shade of black. "SMACK!..SMACK!" His cheeks were purple and twice their size. "SMACK!..SMACK!" His mouth split wide open and his lips puffed up as big as frankfurters. "SMACK!..SMACK!" His chin and jaw were badly bruised and swelling. "SMACK!" A right landed between his eyes and his trunk like legs buckled.

His large muscular body was swaying back and forth while he aimlessly stood there. Alan was out on his feet. Melissa drew back her right fist to finish him off, but changed her mind. She raised her right hand with her thumb and middle finger in front of his beaten, battered face and flicked him on the nose. His 440 pound frame toppled over backwards like it had been felled by an axe. He slammed into the floor on his back, sleeping like a baby. Melissa straddled his 6 foot 8 inch frame and pinned his muscular arms to the floor with her knees. She slapped the big man awake and sat up on his barrel like chest. "Had enough fat boy? Or do I beat you until you beg me to stop?" "Kiss my ass you blond bitch." He said with as much bravado as he could muster. Alan tried to unseat her but it was useless. He was securely pinned and helpless. "Just start begging when you want me to quit changing your looks you pathetic little weakling. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!"

Tears began to flood his swollen face while she rearranged his facial features. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His face was quickly becoming a mangled, unrecognizable mess. Melissa just smiled and kept beating him. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Finally, the big man broke down. "STOPPPPPPP!" "Pl.please..st.stop. I..give..up. Y.you..w.win. Y.you..win. I'll..never..b.bother..you.. ag.ag.again. J.just..pl.pl.please..st.stop." "Your begging is pathetic. I guess my work is not done here." She raised her fists and his eyes got as big as saucers before he screamed. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "I'm...s.sorry. pl.please. I'm..b.begging..y.you. Don't..h.hurt..me.. any.anymore. I'm..b.b.begging..y.you. Pl.please. No..m.more. No..m.more. I'm..s.sorry." "That's much better pansy ass. Now listen carefully."

"When I climb off of your pitiful excuse for a male body, I want my bare feet kissed in an apology. I want those kisses to be firm and repeated until I order you to stop. Now, is that going to be a problem? Because if it is, I can resume your beating until you comply with my wishes." "NO! NO!" "I'll do as you ask. Just don't hurt me anymore. Please." He whimpered. "Good boy wimp. I thought you would see it my way. Just obey my orders and I'll not beat you anymore." Melissa climbed off of the mountain size man and stood at his head. Firm kisses were placed on her pretty toes and soft smooth skin while his mighty frame trembled with fear. When she was satisfied he was completely broken, she let him stop. "Come here please Aaron." Aaron scurried over to see what she wanted. "Remove your jeans and underwear Aaron. This pathetic loser owes you an apology." "It's OK Melissa. He can just say he's sorry. That's good enough."

"Aaron. You know what happens when you disobey me." "NOW STRIP BOY!" She sternly ordered. "Yes Melissa. I'm sorry. I'll take them off right away." He said trembling. "Good boy Aaron, good boy." He stripped off his jeans and underwear and stood there waiting for further orders. Melissa dragged Alan to his knees and wound her left leg around his left arm to hook her toes behind his left calf. His right arm was wrenched up his back in a hammerlock. When she was ready, she smiled and spoke to the beaten man on his knees in front of her. "Now, to apologise to Aaron for the way you treated and talked to him, I want you to kiss his dick until I order you to stop." "OH GOD! OH GOD! PLEASE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He pitifully begged. "You can follow my orders or I'll beat you senseless. Then I'll make you suck him off until he cums down your throat. Would you prefer that sissy boy?" She asked. Tears cascaded down the large man's battered face when he realised he would have to kiss Aaron's dick. He knew she meant every word she said and would humiliate him worse by making him suck it.

"OK! OK! Pl.pleae..d.don't..h.hurt..me. I'll..d.do.. as..y.you..or.ordered..me..t.to..a.and..k.kiss..it." He blubbered. "That's better. That also was your last mistake. If you hesitate to obey one more order I give you, You're fat ass is going to get a very long spanking." "IS THAT CLEAR?" "Y.yes. It's..cl.clear. I'm..s.sorry. I..won't..he.hesitate..ag.again." "Good. Now get to kissing. And do a good job boy." Melissa commanded. "Yes..ma'am." He replied crying his heart out. After about a dozen kisses, Melissa let him stop. "Very good weakling. You're learning." "Now turn around Aaron." Aaron turned. "OK. Six on each cheek fat ass. And I want to hear them smack too." His tears began to fall again as he felt the humiliation spread over his large body. But he knew he had to obey. He couldn't face her hard hitting female fists again. He loudly kissed each of Aaron's butt cheeks six times. "Good boy wimp. Good boy." She praised.

She grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face deep in Aaron's crack. "If I hear you treated Aaron or anybody else the way you did tonight, I'll come back and finish beating your ugly mug until your own Mother wouldn't recognize you." She pulled his head out of Aaron's crack. "DO YOU UNDERSTAND WIMP?" The battered man shook his sobbing head yes while his mighty body trembled. "Good. Now crawl around me and bury your face in the crack of my ass until I order you out." The submissive man done as she requested. She ordered him out after five minutes. "Good boy fat ass. Now lets go have that party." They all danced and had fun after congratulating Melissa on her victory. Alan was ordered to keep everyones glass full and make sure that food was always available to eat. Melissa and Tim only stayed for another hour, before they announced they were going home. Tim shook Aaron's hand and thanked him for inviting them. Aaron noticed Tim had a frightened look on his face but minded his own business. It was safer that way if Melissa was involved.

Tim was scared because Melissa informed him of what he would be doing when they got home. She got very horny beating the big moutain man senseless and Timmy's tongue was in for a marathon night of trying to keep her satisfied. Because if Melissa wasn't satisfied. Well, you know what will happen to Timmy without me telling you.