With the money she received from selling Cole's jewelry, plus the two hundred she had taken from his wallet, she had enough to get her car repaired. They gave her a loaner to drive until the repairs were complete so she had a way to get around and take care of her business. Unfortunately, by the time the transaction was completed, her business had taken up the rest of the day and half the night. She didn't get back to do what she had planned for Cole. He was glad of that. The next day, her Mother informed her she was taking a little trip to the Bahamas and would like Kimberly to accompany her. She enjoyed spending time with her Mother, and she thought she owed it to her because it had been her Mother who had bought the Mustang for her sixteenth Birthday. She told her she would be happy to go along. The fun and games she had planned for Cole could wait. After all, she knew he didn't have the money to go anywhere.

Cole was very happy about the way things had turned out. It meant he would have at least a week to heal his sore body and badly beaten face. He was certain if he was healthy the next time Kimberly tried anything, he would be able to kick her ass for sure. The last time she had surprised him by waking him up when he hadn't had much sleep. And he had a very bad hangover to boot. He felt If they started out on equal ground with both of them fresh, he could easily whip her ass. After all, she was just a sixteen year old girl. While he was a twenty three year old, fully grown, solidly built, muscular man. Fully healthy, the bitch wouldn't stand a chance against his 6 foot, 5 inch, 245 pound frame. He was older, taller, more experienced with fighting skills, and more then twice her size. So the outcome would be inevitable. And he owed her for the beating and humiliation she had put him through when she had gotten lucky and beaten him. She was his.

Cole got plenty of rest and exercised regularly during the entire week. He lifted weights to build up his already formidable strength, and took vitamins and supplements to help his body recover. By the end of the week his body and face had healed and his mind was back under his control. That bitch Kimberly was going to be very surprised when she walked through that door. And in to much pain to walk back out. He was going to destroy the bitch and humiliate her beyond her wildest dreams. He couldn't wait. His hated enemy was in deep shit. Kimberly and her Mother returned from the Bahamas after having a wonderful time together. Kimberly was glad she had decided to go. The trip had really refreshed her, body and soul. She took the loaner back and picked up her car. After running a few errands, she went home and took a nice long bath. Tonight, she was going to see Cole and make him do all kinds of things to please her. She still got very horny every time she thought about the sexual feelings that filled her gorgeous body while she beat Cole to a pulp.

When it was late enough for her to leave the house without being seen, she headed for the guest house and her sex slave that was waiting there for her. Not wanting to use up precious time with removing her clothes, she put an overcoat on over her white lacy bra and panties. Her 5 foot, 4 inch, 112 pound beautiful young body, looked perfect in the sexy outfit. Her creamy smooth skin blended with it just right. White high heels completed her attire, just in case someone saw her leaving. She really wanted to wear her comfortable slippers, but they would be to hard to explain if her Mother or Father saw her leaving the house. While walking across the lawn to the guest house she was thinking over in her mind the things she planned on doing to Cole tonight. And the things she planned on him doing for her. She had an evil smile on her face when she walked through the door. Cole wasn't going to be happy with the things she had planned, but she didn't care. He would do as he was told or receive another terrible beating. In fact, she was rather hoping he would balk and not obey her. She wanted to experience the powerful feeling she felt while she beat him into obedience and thoroughly dominated him.

She got her wish. As soon as she stepped through the door, Cole attacked without warning. But fortunately, she had expected something like this and was prepared. The overcoat was already nearly off when she walked into the guest house. So all she had to do was throw it in the corner and kick off her heels. That was accomplished just in time to duck under his thunderous swing and skip away to ready herself for battle. She looked at him smiling. "I was hoping you would resist me tonight Cole. I've been thinking about beating that ugly face of yours for a week now. So I'm glad you decided to oblige me. It's so much fun showing you just how pitiful and weak you are while I put you in your place. I even dressed for the occasion wimp. Do you like my sexy outfit?" "Fuck you Kimberly. The only one that's going to be shown their place tonight is you. I've waited all week myself to get revenge for what you did to me when I wasn't fit and healthy. Now I'm going to pay you back in spades for beating and humiliating me."

"That's the kind of talk I want to hear little man. It will make it much more enjoyable when you are crawling at my feet while you're crying and begging. Now lets get started shall we? I have plans for that big mouth of yours. And it damn sure doesn't involve you talking." "We'll see who's crawling and begging bitch. I'm going to shut that mouth of yours for good tonight. Then I think I'll use it for something much more useful. Like sucking my dick." Cole attacked again with hatred in his eyes and lightening in his fists. Punches were thrown at the pretty blond warrior from all directions with head splitting power. But as usual, all they split were the atoms in the air. Kimberly's graceful young body easily swayed out of danger. Punch after punch went over, around, beside, or near her lovely face. But nothing touched her but the breeze caused by his futile attempts.

As his punch count began to waver, she decided to let him have a few so he could remember how it felt to be hurt by her feminine fists. "SMACK!" She jabbed him in the mouth. "That's how you do it little man. Is it coming back to you?" "SMACK!" She jabbed him in the nose. "See how easy it is." "SMACK!..SMACK!" A right and left combination connected with both of his eyes. "Ahhh, but I forgot. You don't have the brains and muscles that I have." "SMACK!" A right cross landed on his jaw. "In fact, your pathetic body and puny muscles are useless." "SMACK!" "And so are you weakling." "SMACK!" Cole was stumbling back and confused. It wasn't exactly going as he had planned. His sudden attack hadn't worked, but he still felt he should be able to take her. But for some reason, she was landing her punches again. While his were still missing her evasive body. He stood there shaking his head to clear it when she halted her assault. OK, so he hadn't expected her to be dressed so provocatively. Her sexy appearance was completely throwing him off. He hadn't realised before just how fine and well proportioned her young body was. But he needed to get over the way she looked and handle the business at hand. He could defile that sweet young body later.

Kimberly was standing there smiling. Her feminine juices had started to stir as soon as she landed the first punch. She could tell by the look on Cole's face that her sexy outfit was playing havoc with his concentration. Men are so pathetic and weak. She thought to herself. Flash them a little skin and they were putty in your hands. Sex is the only thing on their tiny minds. And they act like blubbering little boys when they see a half naked woman. Cole stepped up his efforts to beat the bitch down. He hated Kimberly ever since she was born. So it was easy to get back in the right frame of mind. Beat her until she's totally helpless and then degrade and humiliate her. Don't stop until her mind and body belongs to me. That was the only thing on his mind. Turn her into a zombie that obeyed his every command and never has a thought of her own. He smiled as he thought of the old saying, use her and abuse her. That was exactly what he wanted to do. For the rest of her miserable life.

Stepping up his efforts only resulted in him tiring out faster. The bitch was so evasive that he couldn't connect with a single punch. And that fucking smirk of a smile was back on her face like she was ridiculing him for being so incompetent. "SMACK!" His mouth exploded with pain. "You missed me wimp. You're really pathetic." "SMACK!" The cartilage in his nose was shattered. "Maybe you should just give up before I really hurt you?" "SMACK!" She caused a great deal of pain to his eye. "I know that one hurt you pussy." Cole fired heavy missiles with his large muscular arms and ham like fists. But she calmly eluded everything he threw at her. Her creamy skin covered in the lacy white bra and panties gave her the illusion of being a ghost. His mind began playing tricks on him while she floated around the room. It was like trying to hit a mist that had no substance to it. No matter where he tried to punch, she wasn't there anymore when the punch reached it's destination.

Kimberly was having the time of her life. She had already achieved one orgasm when she saw the look of confusion and bewilderment on his face after missing multiple punches. She was on the verge of her second as she landed her punches and watched the pain register on his face. "SMACK!" His eye split open and squirted blood, which caused her orgasm to come rushing out in tidal waves. Her sexy body shuddered with pleasure. She wanted more, and she knew how to get them. Smiling like a minx, she sped her offense up. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She was making a mess out of his battered face. His eyes, mouth, and cheeks were rapidly changing colors and beginning to swell. The lost look on his puzzled face was priceless. It heightened the euphoric feeling of ecstasy to it's fullest. "THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" A one two punch combination to his softening mid section was followed by devastating uppercut to his chin. Cole was dumped on his ass in the floor. It brought her feminine juices flowing out in waves. She nearly screamed with delight.

"Get up asshole. You should have accepted your place and not challenged my authority. But since you did, I'm going to painfully show you that it was the wrong decision to make. You're no match for me and my female muscles. And I'm going to thoroughly enjoy myself while I prove it to you." "NOW GET UP!" Cole struggled to his feet. Fear was beginning to show on his swollen, battered face. What was happening to him was impossible. But it was happening. Comparing his size to hers, he should be handling her easily. But the opposite was occurring. And he couldn't stop it. Kimberly had been worried in the beginning that multiple orgasms might sap her strength and make her weak and defenseless against Cole. But that wasn't turning out to be the case. It seemed she was gaining strength with each orgasm. And the delicious feeling they gave her heightened her resolve to beat more out of him. Plus, his weakening condition from her accumulative punches was really turning her on. Watching as her fists turned him weak and helpless, made the orgasms come more frequently. And each one had more exploding power then the previous one.

When Cole reached his feet, she started his destruction again. Jab after jab was keeping him off balance so her straight right hand could land cleanly and solidly. When his knees buckled, she felt her feminine juices rising. He was stumbling backwards and completely defenseless against her barrage of punches. His large, muscular arms fell to his sides, and left him wide open for anything she wanted to land. Her juices boiled. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Cole was on the brink of collapsing. And she was on the edge of having her best orgasm of the night. "SMMMACK!" A solid hay maker connected with his chin. Kimberly stood back to watch with a smile on her beautiful face. His thick legs buckled and his bulky body hung in suspended animation for a few seconds. She saw his eyes roll back in their sockets when his head snapped back from her solid punch. His mouth was wide open and slobbering on his shirt, and his chin was resting on his barrel like chest.

As Kimberly watched, she could feel the pressure building up inside of her like a balloon filling with air. The orgasm was going to be magnificent. Her juices were holding on the edge, waiting for the pressure to build to a stupendous magnitude. Cole's sleeping body wavered up and down a few times before it toppled forward. Her eyes followed his teetering body down until his swollen face slammed into the floor in front of her. "SLAM!" When she saw the big man lying there sleeping at her feet, the pressure let loose and her juices erupted out of her like a spewing volcano. And it was flowing heavly. She closed her lovely green eyes and threw her head back while a loud scream of pure pleasure escaped her full thick lips. She came, and came, and came, until her own knees turned weak and slightly buckled. She staggered the few steps to the wall and leaned against it while she waited for the sensation to die down. As it slowly began to ebb away, her knees gave out and she slid down the wall to sit on her gorgeous ass. Her beautiful face was flushed from the ecstasy the orgasm had given her. she opened her eyes and looked at Cole with a satisfied look of contentment.

His black and blue swollen face was turned in her direction. As soon as her eyes saw the destruction her fists had caused, another wave came pouring out to soak her panties. And make her young body shiver with pleasure. Fortunately, she had anticipated this and came prepared. Three pairs of fresh clean panties were in the pocket of her overcoat. When the last wave had subsided, she slowly climbed to her feet and took a pair with her to the bathroom. She washed herself thoroughly and changed. The strength had returned to her weak legs and her young well formed female body was filled with renewed vitality. She nudged Cole's head with her bare foot until his swollen eyes came open. "Time to wake up pansy ass. There is still some spots on your ugly face that need the attention of my hard fists. Now get on your feet so I can have the pleasure of knocking you off of them again." Cole slowly climbed to his feet. He was hurting all over and wasn't sure what to do to stop the massacre that was happening to him.

One look at her smiling face brought the hatred back to his eyes and the anger back to his heart. All he cared about was beating her fucking blond head until it fell off of her shoulders. Massive punches from large male fists was delivered by huge muscular male arms. They came flying at Kimberly's beautiful face with bone crunching power behind them all. Swing after swing was designed to tear her head clean off of her creamy shoulders. But his clumsy efforts repeatedly missed their target again. Cole became even more determined to put her down and at his mercy. Ten, twenty, thirty body damaging punches were attempted by the fully grown muscular man. But the bitch just wouldn't stand still. His hatred and anger quickly turned to frustration while tears began to trickle down his swollen, multi colored cheeks. Something had to happen soon, or he was going to receive another terrible beating from the one female he had hated since her fucking birth. His Father and Step Mother had doted on the little bitch ever since she was born. While he had been left to fend for himself. He hated her with a passion.

This was his chance to get revenge against the bitch for all the times he had felt neglected. And to make up for the severe beating and humiliation she had put him through a week ago. But it was slipping away. He just couldn't hit her and she was making him look like a complete fool again. He knew if she beat him up this time it would break his heart and destroy his pride. He couldn't let that happen. But how to stop it he didn't know. He cried harder as he tried to think of the answer. But it continued to elude him. Kimberly saw the tears and was overcome with excitement. She was breaking him. He would soon be lying at her feet bawling like a baby while he begged and pleaded. Another orgasm escaped through her pussy and soaked her fresh clean panties. She had never had sex with a man yet, but it couldn't be any better then this. If it was, then her boyfriend or husband would never be allowed to leave her bed. Whomever it may be, better have unlimited stamina. Because she was going to keep him busy pleasuring her until she was satisfied enough to let him up.

It was time to show Cole where he belonged. "Get ready you little pussy. You're going to be lying in the floor and staring at my bare feet in a few seconds. That is if you can see out of those swollen black eyes of yours. OK weakling. Here I come. See if you can stop me." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Cole's legs folded up like a card table and down he went. As he blinked his painful eyes to bring them into focus, there was her bare toes right in front of his face like she predicted. His tears flowed faster. Kimberly's seventh orgasm flowed out of her like a runaway river when he hit the floor at her feet. His loud crying made it sweeter and last longer. When her sexually craved young body settled back down, she wanted him on his feet so she could experience more pleasure. "Get up asshole. I'm not done with you yet. Get on your feet and raise those pitiful male fists of yours. So I can prove to you just how useless they are against me." Cole just lie there bawling. His heart wanted him to get up, but his mind was telling him not to. He was afraid. Really afraid.

"I SAID GET YOUR ASS UP WIMP! NOW MOVE!" With his tears streaming down his face, Cole made it to his feet. She looked into his frightened eyes and damn near had another orgasm. Fear was covering his entire tear stained swollen face. "You look scared you weak little bitch. Are you finally realising I'm to much for you to handle? Get on your knees and grovel at my feet. I might decide to stop beating you senseless if you obey me. You'll be doing it shortly anyway. So why not save yourself some pain and crawl at my feet before you totally piss me off." She threatened. Cole couldn't take the bitch talking to him like he was a punk. His large muscular arms raised up and threw punches with as much strength as he could muster. It was pathetic. Kimberly batted down his feeble attempts and laughed at him. He tried again, but she laughed even harder when she swatted them away like pesky insects. He started to try a third time but she beat him to the punch.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Kimberly's female fists speared into him at an alarming rate. Her accurate punching had his thick legs buckling and his massive arms drooping at his sides in no time. She beat the poor defenseless man without remorse. His battered face swelled to gigantic size and his bruised body collapsed to the floor with his unrecognizable face resting on her bare foot. He didn't have the strength to move his battered head. She stood there moaning with pleasure while her eighth orgasm spilled out. Cole lie there crying his eyes out while his heavy tears soaked her bare foot. He flat gave up. When the exotic feeling of ecstasy left her body, she looked down at the broken man and smiled. "Beg me you pathetic little weakling. Or I'll pick you up and beat you until you do." "OH..G.GOD! PL.PL.PLEASE.. DON'T..B.BEAT..ME..ANYM.MORE..K.K.KIMBERLY! I.. G.GIVE..UP! YOU..W.WIN! YOU..W.WIN!" "Good boy wimp, good boy. Since you're there, quit that damn crying and kiss my feet. And do it right sissy ass."

Cole turned his battered, black and blue face until his busted lips were resting on her pretty toes and soft smooth skin. The sound of his smacking lips combined with the feeling of swollen flesh on her bare feet, brought another orgasm pouring out like a spillway had been opened inside her. She threw her head back and moaned with pleasure. Cole continued to kiss her feet because he was afraid to stop until he was told to. He didn't want to risk getting another beating. Kimberly made him kiss her bare feet for quite a while. It just felt to good to let him stop. Finally, she looked down and kicked him over to his back. He lie there afraid to move. He was shocked when she removed her panties, but didn't say a word or move a muscle. "OK little man. I'm going to use you for the only thing you're good for. Do not move a muscle unless I tell you to. Or I'll beat you half to death." "IS THAT CLEAR ASSHOLE?" "Yes...K.Kimberly." He whimpered in shame.

"That's my good little boy. Obey me and you might get through the rest of the night without receiving anymore pain." Kimberly straddled his face while facing his feet, and settled her firm gorgeous ass down tight. "Shove that nose up my ass as far as it will go wimp. And put that tongue of yours deep in my pussy. I want to hear the sounds of you licking and sucking for all your worth. Or you'll be brutally punished for being incompetent." "UNDERSTOOD ASSHOLE?" "MMFFFGGHHHHHHH!" Was all she heard, but was satisfied. "Good boy. Now get that tongue of yours working and push that nose in deep." Cole's tears were falling like a hard summer rain when he obeyed her orders. He was a broken, beaten man, that didn't have the will or courage to defy her. Kimberly sat there and rubbed her sexy ass all over his face. Cole was so frightened, that he used his tongue like his life depended on it. With his tongue working feverishly on her snatch, and his nose buried up her ass as far as he could shove it, she had three more orgasms in ten minutes.

Cole felt so humiliated and used to have to suffer through this degrading ordeal. But the sixteen year old young female riding his face like a bucking bronco had easily proved he wasn't man enough to stop her from doing anything she wanted. He had become a sexual play toy for his hated younger sister. And he had to obey her or she would beat him again. The twenty three year old fully grown, solidly built, muscular man, had been turned into a sobbing sex toy for the one female in the whole world that he hated. Kimberly used him for the next three hours. She degraded, shamed, and humiliated him the entire time. He cried buckets and begged repeatedly to be left alone. But Kimberly just smiled and ordered him to assume a different position so she could try something new. When she was finally through with him, he was completely broken and tamed. Kimberly gathered her things and stood by the door.

She couldn't resist humiliating him one more time before leaving. "Kneel at my feet pussy licker." With his tears rapidly staining his battered face, he obeyed her order. "Who's your master asshole?" "You are Kimberly." He pitifully whimpered. "Are you going to try and stand up to me again wimp?" "No Master. I know my place." "Good boy. See that you remember it. You may go to bed now. Get plenty of rest you pathetic loser. Because I'll be back tomorrow night to use you some more. And you better perform up to my expectations if you want to remain healthy. Is that understood weakling?" She sternly asked. "Yes Master." "Good. Now kiss the feet of your Master and go to bed. Restore your strength pansy ass, because you'll need it." He groveled at her feet and passionately kissed them. "Good boy. Your Master is very pleased." Kimberly left him in the floor bawling like a baby as she strolled out the door. Life had just gotten a whole lot better. At least for her.