Ray was sick and tired of taking orders from his fucking younger sister Pam. Darren, Monty, and Phil were not to happy either, doing what ever Shirley, Kelly and Candy told them to. But there was one big problem the four College men faced that couldn't be over come. The four sixteen year old girls would beat them senseless if they didn't obey. The girls easily proved that to them twice now. There was no escape for the muscular football players who had been turned into slaves. It was hopeless. It was early afternoon on Saturday and the four beautiful girls were sitting at the Dinning room table finishing up their lunch. They were not having their usual conversation about boys, clothes, parties, or who was going out with or cheating on whom. All they seemed to talk about these days was how good it felt to have a man to order around and obey their commands.

They discovered this fantastic feeling by chance, after beating up Pam's brother Ray and his 3 College buddies. The second the muscular men started to beg them for mercy, they felt the absolute power of being feared wash over them. Having a man much larger then yourself groveling at your feet was an instant high. Seeing the fear in his eyes and listening to his whimpering pleas was an addictive drug. And these four girls were completely over dosed. Dominating males was all they cared about anymore. In fact, Ray was in the kitchen right now washing up the dishes they used for breakfast and lunch. Phil and Darren were in the living room vacuuming the floor and dusting the furniture. And Monty was busy cleaning the tubs, basins, and stools in the two bathrooms. The girls ordered these chores done and the men were obeying their wishes. Not because they wanted to, but because they HAD TO. Their female Masters ordered it. End of discussion.

Pam, who was dressed in her white shorts and spaghetti strap white top today, shifted her well formed body on the Dinning room chair and spoke up. "Ray better hurry up with those dishes or his ass is going to be in the floor begging me to stop hurting him. He needs to give my hair a good brushing after the swim we took this morning." "Yeah, mine could use a few strokes too." Shirley said. "So Darren better snap it up as well." "Kelly and I had our slaves brush our hair as soon as we climbed out of the pool." Candy replied. "How come you two are late getting yours done?" "Someone had to fix lunch for us all." Shirley explained as she smoothed out her rust colored shorts and top. "And it was Darren's turn to do it today." "And Ray wasn't finished mowing the lawn when we were through swimming." Pam added. "So I let him continue with the chore I ordered him to do."

"GOD!" "Don't you just love having men at your beck and call?" Kelly asked. "Especially when they do as they're told because they're totally afraid of what you will do to them if they don't. I thought Monty was going to piss his pants yesterday when I raised my voice to him. Watching his muscular body tremble because he feared my wrath, almost made me cream my jeans." She admitted with a sly grin. The other three girls giggled at her confessing statement. "I know what you mean Kelly." Candy told the group. "Every time I get near Phil, his large muscular body starts shaking. I swear I heard his knees knocking together yesterday. Men are such pathetic losers." Candy stood up and brushed the crumbs off of her pink short outfit. Whomever was vacuuming would clean them up for her later. "That they are." Shirley agreed. "But those pathetic losers make pretty decent slaves." They all laughed at that. The girls went and rounded up their male property. Pam and Shirley wanted their hair brushed until it shined while Kelly and Candy decided they needed a foot massage. The four College men trailed after their female owners with their sad faces staring at the floor while they walked. Their spring break had turned into a nightmare they couldn't wake up from.

Tom, Chad, Alan and Big Boy Brown were on their way to Ray's house. The four twenty year old men played football with Ray in their three years of High School. Their grades hadn't been good enough to go to College and none of them were offered a Scholarship. The four took a job at the steel plant and went to work there right after Graduation. Ray brought his College buddies around the first night he was home and they hadn't seen him since. There was a rip roaring party planned for tonight at a friends house and they were on their way to invite them.

The four men have been friends with Ray for as long as they can remember. They grew up together and were inseparable when they went to High School. What ever one of them was into the other four tagged along. They were happy that Ray was able to go to College, but they missed the camaraderie they shared together. Especially Big Boy Brown. He had been the tight end on the High School football team and cleared many a path with his blocking so Ray could catch the pass and score. Ray was his best friend. Big Boy's real name was Arnold. But no one called him that but his Mother. He hated the name and everyone knew it. Big Boy was 6 feet 6 inches tall and 275 pounds of solid muscle. It was much safer to call him what he wanted to be called then it was to risk angering him. Tom, Chad and Alan understood how he felt and honored his request. Ray had done the same. The four men expected to see a lot of Ray while he was home on spring break. But he seemed to vanish from the face of the earth after that first night. The party tonight would remedy that.

Pam was sitting at the table making out a list of things she wanted the men to do. Her Father wanted the house painted but had been working so much he hadn't found the time to do it. There was some things in the garage he wanted taken to the Salvation Army but that had been put off too. Her Mother wanted her vegetable and flower garden tilled up so she could start her planting. But those two jobs had been put on hold as well. Pam decided the four College men could make themselves useful and help her parents out. That's what slaves were for. She smiled when she heard male screams coming from the Den. The girls were using the College men to practice their self defense. When she was finished making out the list and Ray was through folding the laundry he washed, he was going to be screaming in pain as well. The four girls always liked to get in a few hours of practice every Saturday. The men didn't like it, but their opinion didn't count. She laid down the pencil and went looking for Ray. It was time to join her friends in making the men suffer.

Just as she and Ray were headed for the Den the door bell rang. She told Ray to go on without her while she answered the door. Ray shuffled toward the Den with his head hanging down, wishing there was some way out of the hell he was trapped in. Pam opened the door and was nearly knocked down by the four men rushing into the house. They had been there many times over the years and had always made themselves at home. To them, nothing had changed. "HEY RAY! WHERE YOU AT? WE HAVE A KICK ASS PARTY TO GO TO OLD BUDDY! RAY! GET OUT HERE MAN!" Big Boy screamed at the top of his lungs. Pam calmly closed the door and went to stand in front of the four men with her arms crossed over her pert breasts. "I'm afraid Ray won't be attending any party tonight boys. So I'm going to have to ask you to leave." "HUH?" "What the hell are you talking about Pam? Where's Ray?" "I'm right here Big Boy." Ray said as he stood in the doorway of the Den. The four men brushed past Pam.

"Where the hell have you been Ray?" Big Boy demanded. "You haven't forgotten your old friends since you went to College have you?" Alan asked. "You show up at the old hang out for a few hours the first night you're back and we haven't seen you since." Chad replied. "Yeah Ray. What gives old buddy?" Tom wanted to know. Before Ray could open his mouth, Pam intervened. "I can help with that gentlemen. Just step into the Den and I believe all your questions will be answered." The four men followed Pam into the Den while Ray's chin drooped down to his chest again. Big Boy, Alan, Chad and Tom stopped dead in their tracks and stared at the scene going on in the floor of the Den. A pretty blond girl wearing a pink short outfit was sitting on the chest of one of Ray's College buddies. His large arms were pinned to the floor by her knees and she was grinning as she tweaked his nose, squeezed his cheeks and playfully slapped his face. He was doing his best to unseat her but wasn't having any luck.

A cute girl wearing a rust colored short outfit with dark brown hair was sitting on the back of another College man. His muscular arms were draped over her upraised knees in a camel clutch. She was smiling as she pulled back on his chin and ruffled his hair. A third pretty girl with honey blond hair was wearing cut off jeans and a dark green top. She was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. Her College man was lying on his stomach in front of her, with his head trapped in a painful scissors hold. She was laughing while she pulled on his ears and flicked his nose with her finger. "What the hell is going on here Ray?" They all asked in unison. "I would say the answer to that question is obvious boys." Pam replied with a smile. "Ray and his College friends are helping us fine tune our wrestling holds for our self defense classes. Actually they don't have a choice in the matter but that's beside the point. So I'm afraid you boys will have to go to your party by yourselves. These four gentlemen are going to be very busy today."

Ray quickly decided to abandon his pride and suffer through the shame he was going to be feeling when he begged his friends to help him. "Please you guys, you have to help me escape this hell I'm in. Get me out of here. Please." "SMACK!" Ray's 6 foot 5 inch 200 pound body staggered back and slumped to the floor. "You're not going anywhere little man. So keep your mouth shut before I give you a good beating." Pam explained to her big brother. Her three friends released their whimpering captives and leaped up to stand by her side. The four men stood there in shock for a few seconds, not believing what they had just witnessed. Big Boy finally came out of it and started toward Ray to help him up from the floor. Pam grabbed his left wrist with her left hand and raised his arm in the air. Before he realised what was happening, she cranked it down, under and back up, flipping him to the floor. "SLAM!" His 6 foot 6 inch 275 pound body hit the floor hard.

Caught off guard, the other three were completely surprised when they were attacked by one of the other sixteen year old girls. Candy grabbed Alan's right shoulder and spun him around until his back was facing the spot that Phil was still lying in. "THUD!" A hard right to his mid section bent him over. "CRACK!" And an uppercut to his chin dumped him in the floor next to Phil. "THUD!" Shirley's right fist sank deep into Tom's stomach and he bent over from the pain as well. She wrenched his left arm up his back and took hold of the back of his collar. A mighty shove and he landed on top of Darren who was still floundering around on the floor. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Kelly punched Chad in his surprised face and knocked him back against the wall. Then she grabbed his right wrist and began swinging him in circles. He was back pedalling as fast as he could but soon was totally off balance.

Pam Forman

Kelly released him, aiming for Monty who was still sitting in the floor. He was rubbing his sore neck that was trapped in her strong scissors hold a minute ago. Chad stumbled over Monty and crashed to the floor on his back. The four sixteen year old girls had eight muscular men lying in the floor. Each girl had over 400 pounds of male muscle to deal with and they didn't look worried at all. In fact, they were excited over the prospect of turning another large male into their slave. They smiled as they advanced toward their soon to be begging for mercy victims. When Big Boy hit the floor he was totally stunned. Pam lifted her gorgeous leg and stomped him in the stomach. "STOMP!" Which brought his head up from the floor. "WHAP!" The sole of her bare foot landed flush in his face. Big boy was dazed even more. Ray made it to his feet so she decided it was time to work on him a little. Her 5 foot 4 inch 115 pound female body stepped in his path. He threw a roundhouse at her pretty face and Pam ducked under it. He was slightly off balance from the miss, so Pam took full advantage of the situation.

She leaned forward when she popped back up, which put her upper body behind Ray. She stuck her right leg in front of his two and placed her hands on his back. A hard shove made him trip over her leg and land in the floor on his face. "STOMP!" Her bare foot slammed into the middle of his back and forced him to scream out in pain. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "WHAP!" She kicked him in the face with her bare foot. His head flopped back in the floor, unsure of where he was at. With Ray out of commission for awhile she turned back to Big Boy. He was rising to his feet, vigorously shaking his head to clear it. Pam liked having the big man groggy and she wanted to keep him that way. Just as his upper torso was fully straightened up, Pam went to work on him with her lethal female fists. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Big Boy was driven back to the wall by her unexpected attack. His large muscular arms were already hanging lifeless at his sides and his eyes were totally glazed over from her punches. The big man was utterly defenseless.

She grabbed him by the throat with her left hand and pinned him against the wall. Her hard right fist began to beat his six pack abs to mush. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Big Boy's eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out from the pain she had inflicted on his stomach. Pam turned him loose and his large body collapsed to the floor like a building that had been imploded by dynamite. "SLAM!" He lie at her feet unconscious. She heard Ray moan so she turned in his direction. He was struggling to get to his hands and knees. "WHAP!" Her bare foot exploded in his face again and knocked him over on his back. Pam picked up his legs and wrapped her arms around them. She turned him to his stomach and secured her hold on his legs. She applied power to the Boston crab she had him in and Ray instantly began beating the floor with his hands and screaming like a banshee. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Pam kept up the pressure while smiling at his high pitched, pain filled screams. "AARRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She let his tortured legs drop to the floor when she heard Ray crying like a baby. She walked around to his head and picked up his muscular arms. Lifting them straight up in the air, she sat down on the floor facing his head. She turned his arms until she was looking at the backs of his hands. She braced her bare feet against his shoulders and pulled his muscular arms toward her. His tears rapidly flowed down his cheeks while he again screamed from the awful pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Satisfied his arms were as useless as his legs, Pam let them flop to the floor. She stood up and took hold of his shoulders and hauled him up to his knees. Grasping a hand full of his hair with her left hand, she tilted his head back and stared into his tear filled, frightened eyes. "What's the matter pansy ass did your little sister hurt you? Your pain is just beginning for trying to solicit your friends into helping you escape from me. There is no escape little man. I own you. Get it through your thick head that I control your miserable life from now on. Because I might injure you permanently if you don't accept it."

Pam's right fist began working like a jackhammer. It pulverized his face in no time. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Pam knocked Ray out after about a half dozen punches but she continued to pound away. He had been warned repeatedly about accepting her as his Master and not trying to escape. She wanted to make sure he learned a valuable lesson from this beating. She was the boss and he would obey or else. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" His face was a battered swollen mess when she stopped beating him. He had two badly swollen black eyes and a broken nose that he was having trouble getting air through. Both lips were split and bleeding and both cheeks were puffy and rainbow colored. And there was multiple cuts, bruises and abrasions all over his battered face. Pam let go of his hair and stepped aside. Ray's unconscious body dropped to the floor.

Big Boy was on his feet and staring at Pam in disbelief. She had destroyed her older brother Ray with her fists and handled him easily. It was mind boggling to the big man to see Ray's unconscious, battered body lying at her feet. His face was a mess and she didn't have a mark on her. Pam smiled at his bewildered look and strolled in his direction. "It's your turn Arnold. You should have stayed out of this and minded your own business. It's going to be a very painful lesson for you to learn. But I guarantee you will have learned it when I'm done with you." She warned. "I don't know how you were able to beat up Ray so easily bitch. But don't let it go to your head. You're making threats you can't possibly back up. I'm going to beat you half to death for what you just did to Ray. And pay you back for the lucky punches you were able to hit me with earlier." He threatened. "And don't call me Arnold. You know I hate that name." "Oh shut up Arnold. The only thing you're going to be doing is crying, begging and sleeping. Now shut that big mouth of yours and come here." She commanded.

"I warned you you little bitch. Now you've gone and pissed me off." The big man started throwing hay makers at her pretty face with bone breaking power behind everyone of them. His anger turned into exasperation after missing the agile female fighter with at least twenty punches. "You have to do better then that Arnold. Would you like me to tie one of my arms behind my back? Then you would have a better chance of landing one of those pitiful punches of yours." It really pissed the big man off to be talked to like an incompetent fool. He went back at her with renewed determination. Big Boy's exasperation quickly turned to confusion after missing another twenty punches. Pam laughed in his face at the expression he was wearing. "Maybe I should tie both of my arms behind my back you big pussy. But I don't think you could even hit me then. I think what you need is a demonstration on how it's done. And I'll be glad to give you one. So pay attention you little sissy and concentrate hard. Because you don't look like a very bright student."

"SMACK!" Blood spilled out of his broken nose. "Lesson number one. Take careful aim at your target." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both eyes began to swell. "Lesson number two. Throw your punches with extreme accuracy." "SMACK!" His mouth began to bleed. "Lesson number three. Always punch through your target for maximum effect." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both cheeks turned red and started to swell. "Lesson number four. Keep your opponent guessing and off balance." "THUD!..THUD!" His six pack abs began to break down. "Lesson number five. Work on all parts of their body." "SMACK!" His lips split wide open and bled profusely. "Lesson number six. Keep them on the defensive." "SMACK!" A cut opened up over his left eye. "Lesson number seven. Never give them a chance to recuperate." "SMACK!" His chin was bruised and hurting. "Lesson number eight. Always keep them backing up and on the run."

"SMACK!" The cartilage in his nose was scrambled. "Lesson number nine. Mess with their heads while you beat their face and body to a pulp." "SMACK!..SMACK!" Both sides of his jaw was in terrible pain. "Lesson number ten. And this is the most important lesson of all. So listen closely. Never pick a fight with someone who can easily beat you senseless." "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Big Boy's legs buckled and folded up like a card table. His large body dropped straight to the floor on his battered face. "SLAM!" He was sleeping peacefully when he came to rest at her feet. Pam stood over his badly beaten body and smiled. "I guess I'll have to wake you up to ask if you learned anything you pathetic weakling." She rolled him over to his back and straddled his large frame. When his muscular arms were pinned to the floor by her knees, she slapped the big man awake.

When he awakened the awful pain in his face and mangled body registered in his brain. His tears came pouring out like a hard summer rain. "Have you had enough Arnold? Or would you like another demonstration from my hard punching fists?" His face turned snow white. The 275 pound muscular body he was so proud of, trembled at the thought of Pam beating him again. His frightened eyes grew as big as tennis balls and his slobbering mouth opened wide to beg for mercy. Pam had completely broken him. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "Please.. don't.. hit.. me.. anymore. You.. win.. Pam. I.. give.. up. I'm.. so.. sorry.. I.. interfered.. in.. your.. business. Please.. let.. me.. go. I'll.. never.. bother.. you.. again. I.. swear. Just.. please.. stop.. beating.. me.. Pam. I.. give.. up." "Will you obey me when I give you an order Arnold?" "Yes.. Pam. I'll.. do.. what.. ever.. you.. say. Please.. don't.. hit.. me.. again." He whimpered. "Good boy. Lets test your obedience." She climbed off of his trembling body.

"Roll over Arnold. I need to be certain you will obey my commands." The big man slowly rolled over to his stomach. Pam placed her bare foot in front of his battered face. "Kiss my foot Arnold. I want to feel those swollen lips on my skin. So you better press hard if you want to avoid another beating." He lowered his busted up mouth to her foot and firmly kissed her toes. "Very good Arnold. Now kiss the other one." He moved his head to her left foot and firmly kissed her soft, smooth skin. "Good boy Arnold. Now get up and follow me." The big man slowly climbed to his feet and followed her over to where Ray lie sleeping. "Lie down next to Ray with your head in the same direction." Big Boy dropped next to Ray and looked up at her while he waited for further orders. "ON YOUR STOMACH YOU IDIOT!" His large body trembled as he flopped over to his stomach. "Smarten up little man before you piss me off." "I'm.. sorry.. Pam. Please.. don't.. get.. angry.. with.. me." He whined. "Then use your brain dumb ass." She scolded "Yes.. Pam."

Pam placed his and Ray's arms on their backs in double hammerlocks and sat down on both of their backs in the crease between them. She put her left leg under Big Boy's left arm and placed her bare foot on his back where his arms were together. Pushing up on his arms with her foot she was able to wrench his arms up his back and keep them pinned there with her foot and lower calf. She repeated the maneuver with her right leg and foot on Ray's muscular arms. The two men were pinned to the floor by her body and their arms were trapped on their backs by her feet and legs. She settled back to watch her friends take care of their two male opponents.

Shirley Farmer

Shirley laughed at the two men lying in the floor all tangled up. Tom was finally able to separate himself from Darren. He was on his hands and knees and about to get up. Just as he started to raise his upper torso, Shirley put her bare foot on his ass and shoved hard. His 6 foot 3 inch 219 pound body shot forward and his head smacked into the wall. "BAM!" He dropped to the floor in a daze. Darren was rising from the floor but hadn't quite made it to his full height. "CRACK!" Her uppercut caught him flush on the chin. His 6 foot 2 inch 236 pound body back pedalled out of control until his back met the wall. "SLAM!" He slid down to his butt completely stunned. Shirley laughed as her 5 foot 5 inch 112 pound feminine body strolled over to pick him up. She grabbed his shirt with both hands and helped him to his feet. Tom was on his hands and knees shaking his head to clear it. "WHAP!" Her bare foot exploded in his face. He dropped back to the floor completely out of it.

Darren wasn't quite coherent and didn't realise what was about to happen to him. Shirley held him against the wall with her left hand and took him apart with her right. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Darren was completely defenseless against her terrible onslought. SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" When his legs buckled Shirley had to stop and straighten him back up. Then she resumed his savage beating. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Darren was sleeping on his feet against the wall. She saw Tom moving so she put the finishing touches on Darren's face and body. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" When she released him he collapsed like a house of cards. "SLAM!" His muscular body bounced when it hit the floor. Shirley stepped over him and went for Tom. Tom made it to his feet and saw Darren hit the floor. He turned to Shirley with his face filled with rage. "I'm going to beat you half to death you stupid little bit" "SMACK!" That's as far as he got before Shirley punched him in the mouth.

"You talk to much big mouth. But I know exactly how to stop that from happening." Tom recovered from the surprise of being punched and started firing thunderous punches with his ham like fists. Shirley smiled and moved her well formed body like a graceful ballet dancer. Punch after punch whistled past her head but not a one of them found their mark. Tom was getting more irritated by the second because of his inability to land a punch on the brown haired female gladiator. After dodging numerous punches Shirley thought it was time to join in the fun. Fun for her anyway, but painful for Tom. She blocked his next right and opened up her offense. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Tom was driven around the room like a remote control toy car. Shirley took him where ever she wanted him to go. He tried his best to defend himself but she always managed to punch where he wasn't covering up. His muscular body began to sag from the awful beating she was putting on him.

Shirley noticed Darren beginning to stir so she steered Tom in that direction. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Darren was on his hands and knees trying to collect himself. When they were close enough, Shirley grabbed Tom to hold him steady and turned toward Darren. She stepped on the back of his hands and pulled his head between her thighs. With Darren firmly held in her standing head scissors she laid Tom over his back. Tom was barely conscious and not giving her any trouble. She maneuvered Darren in her head scissors to get the maximum amount of pressure on his head. When she was satisfied, she clamped down on his head with her strong female legs. Darren screamed like a little girl. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Shirley smiled and turned her attention back to Tom. She grabbed him by the shoulder to hold him steady on Darren's back and began turning his muscular stomach to jello.

Her hard right fist was slamming into his mid section with the power of a 100 pound anvil. Tom was totally helpless. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" He passed out from the excruciating pain she was inflicting on him. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" When her fist sank so deep it nearly hit his back bone Shirley landed a powerful uppercut to his exposed chin. "CRACK!" Tom somersaulted over Darren's back and landed in the floor on his face and stomach. She stepped off of Darren's hands and pulled his head out from between her thighs. Keeping a hold on his hair, she leaned his upper body back so she could reach his already swollen face. Shirley began to mangle it with extremely powerful punches from her female fists. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The muscular College man went back to sleep on his knees while Shirley rearranged his facial features.

"CRACK!" One more uppercut to his jaw and Darren slumped to the floor at her feet. She rolled him over to his back and knelt down at his side. His stomach needed a little work so he would be in as bad of shape as Tom. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His sleeping body shook from the force of her destructive female fist. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" She was sure the two sleeping men would be docile and submissive when she woke them up. Their faces were so black and blue it was hard to tell what they looked like. And their stomach's were totally destroyed. Shirley was right in her assumption. When she slapped the two men awake they were begging as fast as their busted mouths would run. And the carpet was getting drenched from the tears both men were shedding. After her bare feet were thoroughly covered with slobbering kisses while their obedience was pledged to the conquering female warrior, she ordered them to their knees. The two battered men scurried to obey her commands.

Shirley sat down with her back against the wall and stretched out her beautiful legs and crossed her ankles. She reached up and grabbed the two men by the back of their collars and bent them back to her. She wrapped her arms around their throats and pulled them down to her sides. The two men were bent over backwards with their heads snugged up against her and their faces staring up at the ceiling. She and Pam smiled at each other and got comfortable so they could watch the destruction of the other four males.

Kelly Parker

As Kelly reached the two men they made it to their feet. "Well boys, I guess it's you two wimps against me. I know two against one isn't fair but there isn't anyone left to help you boys out. So you'll just have to accept the overwhelming odds against you and do the best you can." Monty was used to her self confident demeanor but Chad looked at her like she was crazy. "Is she for real man?" He asked Monty. "She can't seriously believe she can whip one of us, let alone both of us at the same time." "You're about to find out big mouth." Kelly told him. "Because you're talking without my permission. Monty knows better." Chad's 6 foot 3 inch 222 pound muscular body rose to it's full height. "Stand back man, I'll put an end to this shit right now." He threw a mighty right and Kelly ducked under it. She came back up on his right side and grabbed his shoulder. "WHAM!" Kelly drove her knee into his stomach and Chad bent over from the pain. "WHACK!" Her elbow came down on the back of his neck and dropped him in the floor at her feet. The beautiful blond haired 5 foot 5 inch 110 pound female tigress looked down at him and smiled.

She stepped on the side of his head with her right foot and stood up on his shoulders with her left. While she had Chad helplessly pinned to the floor with her feet, she turned her attention to Monty. Monty was so surprised she put Chad in the floor so fast he hadn't budged from where he was standing. Kelly quickly curled the fingers of her left hand in his shirt and started slugging him with her hard right. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The instant he felt the pain, Monty realised he made a big mistake by standing still and not helping Chad attack. He grabbed her arm and attempted to free himself but it was a useless waste of his energy. Kelly let him have it. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Kelly went to work on his mid section. His face turned bright red and he felt as if he was going to vomit. "CRACK!" The uppercut sent his 6 foot 4 inch 213 pound muscular body reeling back out of control. "SLAM!..BAM!" His back and head met the wall before he dropped to his knees and then slumped to the floor barely conscious. Kelly stepped off of Chad.

Chad climbed to his feet rubbing the side of his head where most of her weight had been standing. "I'm going to damn near kill you for that you fucking little bitch." He threatened. "You're talking without my permission again little man. The sooner you learn to keep that big mouth of yours shut until I say you can talk, the less painful it will be for you. Now step up here so I can teach you to obey me." Chad charged her with fire in his eyes to show her who was boss. Rights and lefts of all kinds from every conceivable angle were thrown at the female fighter. Kelly moved her perfectly curved feminine body like a professional boxer and all they hit was air and dust mites. Chad halted his attack and stepped back to regroup. "You missed me pansy ass. My little six year old sister can punch better then that. If that's the best you can do you might as well keep your pitiful arms at your sides and stand there while I beat you senseless. Because that was just pathetic." She taunted.

Pure hatred took over Chad's muscular body. The fucking little bitch needed a bad beating and a fist shoved down her throat to close that fucking mouth of hers. He went at her like a madman. His large arms were windmilling punches as fast as he could throw them. It wasn't humanly possible to avoid everyone of them but some how she accomplished it. His red face and labored breathing was proof of the energy he spent while trying to knock her off of her feet. When Chad stopped swinging his large body was gasping for breath. Kelly looked behind him and saw Monty begin to stir. "It's time you joined Monty little man. He looks lonely lying in the floor by himself. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She knocked him across the room in the direction of Monty. Chad had never been hit so hard and fast in his life. Trying to defend himself was useless. And mounting an offense against the tornado he was facing was virtually impossible.

"SMACK!" He landed on his back, right next to the wall. Monty was about to rise when her right cross clubbed him back to the floor. "SMACK!" Kelly smiled as she walked back and forth in front of them like a drill Sergeant in the Army. "OK wimps here's the deal. The first one of you pathetic losers who kisses my feet and begs for mercy can sit on the sidelines and watch me beat the other one to a pulp. So if you want to save yourself from receiving a lot of pain, drop to the floor and start begging." "I wouldn't beg a female for mercy if my life depended on it you fucking bitch." Chad informed her. Monty had been beaten and tortured in painful wrestling holds for three days now. So the thought crossed his mind to do what she said. But he quickly pushed it out of his mind because he didn't want to appear so pitifully weak. And it meant leaving Chad to face a fate no male should have to go through. When Kelly looked at him for an answer he shook his head no.

"OK! I see you sissy's have made your decision. The offer still stands when one of you decides to change your mind. Now get up so I can show you you made the wrong choice." Monty and Chad climbed to their feet. Two large males over six feet tall with a combined weight of 435 pounds, faced off against one 5 foot 5 inch 110 pound female. It looked like a cake walk for the men. But sometimes you stumble when you walk and end up with cake all over your face. Chad threw a right which Kelly dodged and clipped him on the chin with a solid left. "SMACK!" Monty tried a left and he was clocked with a hard right after missing the bobbing female. "SMACK!" The punches knocked their two bodies close to each other so Kelly exploited their mistakes. She reached up and grabbed both men by the side of their head and slammed them together with all her strength. "WHACK!..WHACK!" It left them both stunned and vulnerable.

Straight rights to Monty's face landed with the force of a wrecking ball while straight lefts to Chad's were just as powerful and effective. Each man was knocked back a foot or so by every accurate punch "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Both men were staggering uncontrollably like uncoordinated drunks. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Kelly walked forward as she punched, driving them across the room to the wall. The two men were totally helpless against her relentless attack. When they were close to the wall Kelly changed tactics. Their mid sections needed a little of her attention and she was happy to oblige and give it to them. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" Both men were doubled over in pain. An uppercut seemed like the appropriate thing to do. "CRACK!..CRACK!" They both hit the wall hard before collapsing to the floor in a heap. "WHAM!..WHAM!" "PLOP!..PLOP!" Kelly hauled them to their feet and pinned them against the wall by their throat.

She held one man against the wall and slammed the others head into it. Then she would switch so the other man would get equal attention. Both men were defenseless. "BANG!".."BANG!".."BANG!".."BANG!" They were sleeping on their feet and unaware of what was happening. "BANG!".."BANG!".."BANG!".."BANG!" When she turned them loose, both men dropped to the floor like lead weights. "SLAM!"....."SLAM!" Kelly picked up Chad and held him on his knees in front of her. She held him steady by his shirt with her left hand and thoroughly destroyed his face with her right. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" When she let him flop to the floor his face was a swollen mangled up mess. Monty received the same treatment. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" When she finished his face was also unrecognizable.

Using her feet she slapped the two badly beaten men awake. "Get up you pathetic little wimps. I'm not through with you yet." Chad was broken. He abandoned Monty like a dead beat father and flopped at her feet to save himself from any further harm. He covered her bare feet with wet, sloppy kisses and begged like a vagrant. "MERCY! MERCY! PLEASE KELLY HAVE MERCY!" She looked down and smiled. "I knew you would be the first one to break you big pussy. All that macho talk that comes out of your loud mouth is false courage. You use it to try and cover up the fact that you're really a frightened little bitch. Now get on your feet so I can beat you senseless for being a coward." Chad started bawling like a broken hearted little boy. "But.. you.. s.said.. the.. f.first.. one.. to.. k.kiss.. your.. f.feet.. and.. beg.. for.. m.mercy.. w.wouldn't.. get.. b.beaten.. up.. any.m.more." He whined.

"I lied candy ass. What are you going to do about it? You were willing to let Monty take another beating to save yourself. You're nothing but a coward and a pathetic loser. So you're the one who deserves the beating and you're going to get one you little weakling." She looked over at Monty. "Sit down against the wall and don't move or I'll beat you until you can't walk." "UNDERSTAND?" "Yes Kelly. I know better then to disobey you." He whimpered. "Good boy." She replied. "And thank you for not beating me anymore." The relieved College man told her. Monty sat against the wall and watched while Chad bawled, begged, pleaded and groveled to no avail. Kelly beat the poor man for twenty minutes before she decided he had been punished enough for being a coward. She dragged both men over to the easy chair and sat down. Both men were ordered to lie at her feet and both men complied without hesitation. Kelly, Shirley and Pam exchanged victorious smiles while they turned to watch Candy deal with her two men.

Candy Scott

Candy's 5 foot 7 inch 120 pound feminine body strolled over to where both men were lying in the floor. Phil's 6 foot 4 inch 275 pound body had quit shaking when he saw Alan hit the floor beside him. Surely the dumb bitch didn't believe she could beat up two large males at once. With Alan's 6 foot 1 inch 211 pound muscular frame to help him, the bitch would finally get what she deserved. This was his chance to escape Candy and get his life back. "You really fucked up you blond headed bitch." Phil said. "You've become so over confident that your fucking mind can't see the big mistake you're making. With him to help me I can finally get my revenge for all the beatings and pain I've suffered the last three days. No more chores, no more hair brushing, no more foot massaging, no more finger and toe nail painting and no more following your fucking orders to keep myself from getting hurt. When we're through with you you'll be begging to kiss my ass and suck my dick. And I'll make you do it too." He confidently threatened.

Alan stood next to Phil and shook his head yes. "I don't really know what's been going on around here but if what he's saying is true then you do need a good ass kicking." Candy shook her pretty head and smiled. "What he says is true alright. But I don't see anything in front of me that is going to change his situation. In fact, all I see is another weak male to turn into my slave. Then the commands I give can be carried out in half the time." Alan looked at Phil and shook his head. "She really is nuts isn't she?" "You got that right man." Phil replied. "But her reign of terror is over. She'll be on her knees in front of me with a mouth full of meat in a little while. Then she'll be sorry she ever fucked with me." He said with a smile. "Big mouth here needs a good beating to remind him who's in charge Alan." Candy informed him. "So I'm afraid your introduction into slavery will have to wait for awhile."

She quickly stepped up to Alan and blasted his chin with a solid right cross. "SMMMACK!" The man was asleep before his muscular body hit the floor like a wet sack. "SLAM!" "OK big mouth it's just you and me now. Show me what you've got." Phil's large muscular body instantly started shaking again. He couldn't believe how fast his advantage had been taken away from him. And Candy really looked pissed because of all the threats he made. Phil knew he had stepped in shit up to his knees. She was going to give him the worse beating of his life for all the bragging he had done. The only thing to do was try and hang on until Alan woke up. Because trying to talk her out of it would be a waste of his breath. "Come on pansy ass lets see if you can back up that big mouth of yours. Put up those pitiful male fists and make me kiss your ass and suck your puny little dick. I'm waiting little man." Candy taunted.

Phil went in swinging with everything he had. Huge muscular arms were firing large male fists with all the speed and power he could muster. His relentless attack lasted for over a minute. But Candy was still standing in front of him with a beautiful smile on her pretty face when he tired. Everyone of his futile attempts had totally missed their mark. Fear spread over his face when he looked at her. The evil in her cold brown eyes frightened him to death. "Nice try punk. But as you can see your pathetic punches never touched me. Now I'm going to reduce you to the snivelling little weakling you are. When I get through with you you will NEVER run that big mouth of yours like that again. So prepare yourself for pain sissy boy." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Candy's solid fists took the poor man apart. His face ballooned up to twice it's size in no time. And she was just getting started.

"SMACK!" "You really are stupid you big moron." "SMACK!" "After all the beatings I've given you over the past three days." "SMACK!" "You should have known better then to run your mouth like that." "SMACK!..SMACK!" "So I'm going to make sure you learn your lesson this time little boy." "THUD!..THUD!" "The thought of doing it again will never cross your idiotic mind." "SMACK!" "Because you'll be to afraid of me to speak." "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Phil couldn't block or evade a single punch. Candy was just to fast and accurate. The big man was hurting everywhere in just a short time and had no clue how to change the inevitable outcome. Candy was going to beat him down like a dog and he was helpless to stop her. Tears drenched his swollen, battered face when the realization of that fact entered his mind. "SMACK!" Phil dropped to the floor moaning. Candy took a peek at Alan and noticed he was sitting up shaking his head to clear it.

Candy walked over and knelt down behind him. She wrapped her right arm around his throat and put him in a sleeper hold. "Go back to sleep wimp I'm not through with big mouth yet." She applied pressure to her sleeper hold and Alan began clawing at her arm to free himself. He lost the battle and dropped off to sleep. Candy stood and smiled as she looked down at him. "Good boy. Your turn will come later. Sweet dreams little man." She went back to Phil who was struggling to get to his feet but wasn't having much luck. "Hurry it up big mouth. Your beating is just beginning and I'm anxious to continue it. Now get your ass on your feet so I can knock you back down again." The big man finally made it to his feet but he was a little wobbly on his unsteady legs. "That's my boy. Now put up those useless fists of yours and lets get started again."

Phil raised his tired arms but didn't know which Candy to swing at. There was three of them standing in front of him. Choosing the one in the middle he threw an awkward punch in it's direction. He missed the blond haired warrior by more then a foot. Candy burst out laughing. "That was hilarious big mouth. You're more fun to play with then any toy I ever had. But right now I'm not interested in having fun. So lets get back to the business at hand you big pussy." She opened up on him without remorse. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Candy easily drove him across the room. Her pink shorts and top were such a blur that Phil had the strangest feeling he was being beaten up by cotton candy. Trying to mount an offense against the whirlwind in his face was useless. And defending himself from that whirlwind was next to impossible. His large, muscular arms dropped to his sides and stayed there while his thick legs worked like hell to keep him upright. But they were getting weak and beginning to buckle.

"SMACK!" Phil landed at her feet barely conscious. Candy grabbed his broad shoulders and hauled him back to his feet. "Stay on your feet big mouth or I'll pin you to the floor and beat you black and blue." She curled her fingers in his shirt to hold him up and drew back her hard, right fist. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Alan struggling to sit up. "DAMN!" She said as she turned Phil loose. He collapsed to his knees while she headed for Alan. Alan was sitting up trying to get his eyes to focus. Candy sat down behind him and wrapped her left arm around his left and stretched it across his back to grab his right arm with her hand. Then she pulled him back to her and wrapped her legs around his waist. She placed her feet on the inside of his thighs to keep them from flopping around. When she had him secure in her hold she reached over his shoulder with her right hand and pinched his nose shut with her thumb and fore finger. Then she covered his mouth with her palm to trap him in a smother hold. "Not yet little man. Go back to sleep." Alan tried his best to break her hold and rip her hand away from his mouth. But Candy was to strong and in complete control. His useless struggles ceased after a minute or so and he passed out. "Good boy. You mind very well. I think you're going to make an excellent slave." Candy pushed his upper body forward so she could get to her feet and watched as he flopped to the floor on his back when she walked away.

Phil was still on his knees soaking the carpet with his tears. "OK big mouth I'm all yours again. Lets continue your lesson in manners and complete obedience. Phil was scared shitless. He had no strength or courage to get to his feet and continue. He couldn't take anymore punishment so he begged her to spare him from her anger. "Please.. st.st.stop.. C.Candy. I.. can't.. t.take.. any.m.m.more. I'm.. so.. s.sorry.. I.. talked.. to.. you.. l.like.. I.. d.did. Have.. m.mercy. Pl.pl.please." "Oh I know you're sorry big mouth. But not nearly as sorry as you're going to be. Now get your ass up and take you're medicine." "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "PL.PLEASE.. CANDY! ST.STOP.. BEATING.. ME! PL.PLEASEEEEE!" "I said get up you pathetic little weakling. Now obey me." The big mans mouth opened wide and screams of anguish escaped his throat. Candy ignored his screams of terror and dragged him to his feet. "AAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

She firmly held him by the shirt to keep him on his feet and began to pulverize his face with her right fist. "SMACK!" "You will obey me when I give you an order." "SMACK!" "Or I will beat you half to death." "SMACK!" "Crying will not help you." "SMACK!" "Begging will not save you from the pain." "SMACK!" "The only way to avoid getting beaten." "SMACK!" "Is to follow my commands without hesitating." "SMACK!" "I'm the boss and you're the slave." "SMACK!" "UNDERSTAND?" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK! ..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Phil hit the floor out cold. Candy smiled when an idea occurred to her. Naughty little boys get their butts spanked when they were bad and Phil had been very, very bad. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off of him. His shorts followed the jeans, baring his ass for his spanking. Just as she reached for him she heard Alan groan. "Damn it Alan you're beginning to piss me off little man."

Candy grabbed Phil by the shoulders and dragged him over to Alan. She laid him across Alan's stomach to keep him pinned to the floor. Then she went around to Alan's head and knelt down on his shoulders. "I'm not quite ready for you pansy ass so take another nap for me." She placed the soles of her bare feet against the sides of his head to keep it up straight and sat her pink clad butt down in his face. While Alan was fighting to get his breath, she pinned Phil's arms on his back with her left hand and slapped him awake. "Wake up you naughty little boy." Phil noticed the position he was in as soon as his black eyes flew open. "You've been a very naughty little boy wimp. And naughty little boys get their butts spanked when they're bad." Phil was crying before she even started. Candy raised her right hand and began spanking the 275 pound man like a spoiled brat. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Alan lost consciousness from lack of oxygen and drifted off to sleep while she spanked the crying big mans bare ass. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!"

When his bare ass was bright red and she thought he had been sufficiently punished she stopped his spanking. "Are you going to keep your big mouth shut and obey me immediately from now on you big cry baby?" "YESSSSSSS! PLEASE CANDY! YESSSSSSSS!" She climbed off of Alan's sleeping body and jerked Phil up to his knees. "Take off your shirt and wipe your bloody, tear stained face." Phil ripped off his shirt and obeyed her instantly. "Good boy." Candy turned around and gave him his orders. "Kiss my ass. And don't get any blood on my pink shor" He buried his face in her ass before she could finish and planted firm kisses all over it. She smiled, knowing she had broken him for good this time. "Good boy wimp, good boy." She let him humiliate himself for two minutes before she ordered him to stop. "OK little man. I have to straighten out Alan and break him too. So you need to go to sleep for awhile." "SMMMACK!" Her right fist exploded on his temple. Phil slumped to the floor sound asleep.

She slapped Alan awake. "It's your turn now. Get your ass up so I can begin your slave training." He climbed to his feet with anger spread across his face. "You fucking bitch. I'm going to tear you apart with my bare hands." He hatefully threatened. "You pathetic losers get a kick out of making threats you aren't man enough to carry out don't you?" She told him. "Now quit flapping your gums and get over here wimp." Alan attacked like a madman. But she was correct in her estimation. Alan was simply no match for her lightening fast hands. She beat him like a stubborn mule for almost an hour. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" There was nothing he could do to save himself from the pain. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" He was crying, begging and groveling at her feet when she was through with him. "Do you accept me as your Master little man? Or do I need to convince you some more.?" "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! PL.PLEASE DON'T HIT ME ANYM.MORE! I G.GIVE UP!" He fearfully screamed.

"Good boy. Now take off your pants and underwear and lie down on your back." Alan gave her a questionable look but instantly obeyed her command. Candy dragged Phil over and placed his head on the floor between Alan's legs. "Grab that pathetic little dick of yours and get it hard." She ordered Alan. "And stick your legs up in the air. I want you to look like a slutty little whore that's getting screwed." Alan raised his legs in the air and started stroking his dick. He began to cry from the humiliation spreading over him. When he had his dick hard she ordered him to turn it loose. "Lie there and don't move or I'll give you a very severe beating." "IS THAT CLEAR?" He shook his sobbing head yes while he closed his black and blue eyes to try and shut out the shame he was feeling. "Good boy. You learn quickly. I like that. And don't let those legs drop down. If they do I'll make you suck him off as well." Alan's tears flowed faster and pooled on both sides of his head. His fear of the blond female standing over him was overwhelming. His muscular body was trembling out of control.

Candy lifted Phil's upper body and put his head between Alan's legs. She stretched his muscular arms out to his sides and pinned them to the floor with her bare feet. When she was ready, she slapped his cheek until his eyes came open. Phil's eyes slowly opened and a confused look crossed his face. He was trying to ascertain what he was looking at when it dawned on him it was pubic hair and a mans hard dick. He quickly tried to lift his head but Candy grabbed him by the hair and held his face over it. "You wanted to put your puny little dick in my mouth after giving me the beating you thought you would give me. So I decided to see how you would look with one in your big mouth. And Alan graciously offered to help me out since I don't have one of your pitiful male organs. So open wide big mouth and start sucking." "PLEASE CANDY DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS! PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" He begged. "Shut up cry baby and open your big mouth. Or I'll give you another bad beating and a very harsh spanking. Now obey me you little weakling before you piss me off."

Phil knew she would carry out her threat. He was already in so much pain he feared another beating might kill him. He shut his swollen eyes tight and opened his squalling mouth. Candy smiled and pushed his head down to completely fill his mouth with Alan's hard dick. The other three girls were laughing their pretty heads off while they watched Candy humiliate the big muscular man. She looked up at them and smiled while she moved his head up and down by his hair. Phil's tears thoroughly flooded Alan's pubic hair and surrounding area. He never felt so ashamed of himself in his life. But he was never this afraid before either. Alan's tears were falling rapidly too. He felt like the slutty little whore she had described with his legs in the air like this. And they were really beginning to tire. They slipped down about 6 inches once and his heart nearly stopped from the fright that rushed over him. He quickly grabbed them with his hands to keep them up there.

Candy felt she had proved her point. The two men knew by now she would degrade them beyond their wildest dreams if they didn't explicitly obey her commands. And she didn't want Alan to make a filthy mess that would have to be cleaned up. She pulled Phil's mouth off of Alan's dick and jerked him up to his knees. "STAY!" She ordered. Then she turned to Alan. "Crawl over here and kneel on the other side of me you slutty little whore." She sternly ordered. Alan crawled as fast as his battered body would allow. "Put your lips on my toes and start kissing or I'll use you both as a punching bag again." Phil and Alan instantly dropped to the floor and covered her feet with kisses. The proud blond warrior stood between her two defeated males and raised her arms up in a muscle pose. She looked at her friends and smiled while they clapped and cheered her victory. The two severely beaten, humiliated men hung their heads and squalled like new born babies. Candy ordered them to put their clothes back on and they complied in a hurry. Then the four dominate sixteen year old girls marched their eight defeated male slaves out of the Den.

The next day Pam's Father got off of the plane and climbed into his car. He drove to his Mother-in-laws and picked up his wife. When they arrived home they got the surprise of their lives. The lawn was mowed and the hedges were neatly trimmed. When they opened the garage door they noticed the items were gone that they were donating to the Salvation Army. They could see down the side of the house that the vegetable and flower gardens had been tilled and was ready to be planted. And the house. The house was freshly painted and looked beautiful. When they entered the house her Mother was beside herself. "Pamela? Who did all of these wonderful things for us?" She asked. "The guys did Mother. They thought it would be a nice way to pay you back for feeding and housing them during their spring break. And Ray's old high school friends helped too." She answered. "Raymond, thank you and all your friends very much. You all have saved us a lot of work." "They were happy to do it for you Mother." Pam told her. "Weren't you boys?" "Yes ma'am." They replied.

That's when she noticed their battered, swollen faces. "MY LORD!" "What happened to all of your faces?" She asked alarmed. "Football Mother." Pam replied. "You know how competitive men get when they play their macho games." "Yes I certainly do Pamela. Your Father is like that with his golf." "Now Rose, you know I'm not that bad." He said in his defense. "I know dear. I was only teasing you a little." She said. "I tell you what." Rose spoke up. "I'll bake a ham and feed you boys a nice dinner for everything you've done for us. If you boys can stick around for a few hours until it finishes baking." "They would be happy to stay and have dinner with us Mother." "Wouldn't you boys?" Pam asked. "Yes ma'am." They answered. "Good. Then I'll get started right away." "My friends and I will entertain the guys until dinner is ready Mother." Pam said. "Thank you dear." She replied. "That's very kind of you and the girls."

The four girls each took two large males by the arm and escorted them into the living room. Rose smiled at her daughter and her friends for treating the young men like kings. They certainly deserved it for everything they did. Although she was a bit confused at the sad look on the men's faces. And their heads were hanging down to their chests. Oh well. She thought to herself. They probably were embarrassed to be treated like Royalty by the girls. She decided to let the matter rest in the capable hands of her daughter and her friends. They knew the men better then she did. And she was absolutely sure they would take good care of them. Rose smiled and went to the kitchen to start baking.