Rusty Madison was very pleased with herself while she dried her freshly showered body off and laid down on her bed. She just returned from beating the hell out of the bitch her ex boyfriend decided to mess around with. If she hadn't caught them together she still wouldn't have known about his cheating. But luckily she was in the right place at the right time. She smiled as she thought back to earlier in the week when she stumbled on them. The lying bastard tried to lie his way out of it. It irritated her even more that he thought she would be dumb enough to swallow his lying bullshit. That's why the beating she gave him was more severe then she originally intended. It really felt good when she drove her knee into his balls. His body crumbled up like a crushed cracker and hit the ground. Then her punishing feet really worked him over. God that turned me on. She said to herself. That lousy cunt would have been next if she hadn't run off like a scared rabbit. But I got her good today. She'll think twice before she fucks with another girls boyfriend.

Rusty sat down on the bench and picked up her hair brush. She smiled while she stared into the vanity mirror and gave her lustrous red hair one hundred strokes. I never realised I had such a cruel streak in me. She said to herself. But when that son of a bitch hit the ground I really wanted to hurt him. And boy did I. I'll bet he has at least fifty bruises on his battered body. And his face has to be swollen up like a watermelon. Because I landed quite a few solid kicks while he was lying there begging me to stop hurting him. His head bounced off of the concrete at least ten times. He probably had one hell of a huge headache by the time I was through kicking that lying bastard half to death. Well who cares. He God damn well deserved it. And I know for a fact that fucking whore has a black and blue face. I was really pounding on her ass. Damn that felt good.

While his younger sister was upstairs reminiscing, Richie Madison was down in the basement lifting weights. Keeping his body fit and muscular was a daily occurrence in his life. He felt there was nothing better then pumping iron. But today he was having trouble concentrating. His mind kept wandering back to last night. His girlfriend was seductively moving her shapely hips while she danced to the music the band was playing. Then she kept rubbing her gorgeous body up against him when he took her home and parked in front of her house. He couldn't get those erotic images and her alluring scent out of his head. He finally set the two hundred pound weight down and gave up. Rusty was out shopping and his dad wouldn't be home from work for another hour. He had to spank his monkey or he was going to go crazy. He grabbed his towel and bolted up the stairs.

He scurried into his room and spread the towel out on his bed before he laid down. Then he pulled his thong to the side and grabbed his throbbing meat. His eyes slowly closed while he moved his hand up and down to find the rhythm that would give him the most pleasure. Then he began to moan while visions of his beautiful girlfriends sexy body swayed in his mind. In his haste to satisfy himself, Richie forgot all about closing his bedroom door. But he didn't worry about it. He was all alone in the house so it didn't matter. And he was so damned horny it wasn't going to take him long to spill his seed. So he pumped away without a care in the world. What he didn't realise, was the loud clanking of his weights had drowned out the sound of his younger sister coming home. So he was completely unaware that he was not alone in the house. But he was about to find out.

Rusty laid her brush down and climbed to her feet. She started to put her clothes on but decided she better go pee first. Her dad wouldn't be home for a while yet and Richie was down in the basement playing with his silly weights. So she felt safe going to the bathroom while wearing nothing but her panties. She strolled out of her bedroom without giving it another thought and walked towards the bathroom. But as she was approaching Richie's bedroom door she heard moaning coming from inside. She was so intrigued she forgot all about being nearly naked and crept up to his door to investigate. She had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing out loud when she saw what he was doing. He had his eyes closed and was working himself up to a frenzy while moaning like a crippled old man.

Rusty crossed her arms over her ample breasts and stood in his doorway while she watched Richie pleasure himself. She finally couldn't stand it any longer and broke the silence. "Now there's something I never thought I would see a nineteen year old man do." She said while she laughed at the expression on his surprised face. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING RUSTY? GET THE HELL OUT OF MY ROOM!" He screamed in total embarrassment while he covered himself with his hands. Bolstered by her confidence from kicking the shit out of her boyfriend and beating his new bitch to a pulp, Rusty decided to stand her ground. Richie used to pick on her quite a bit when they were younger. Although he finally stopped about two years ago. But she still remembered the hell he used to put her through. This opportunity was to good to pass up.

"I don't think so Richie. What are you going to do? Tell dad I caught you playing with yourself so you had to throw me out of your room. Just carry on with the show and pretend I'm not even here." She said with an evil grin on her beautiful face. Richie started to get up and throw her out on her ass. But he realised she had a point. It would really be embarrassing if she told everyone he jacked off in private. Even though he knew all young guys did it. Hell, his dad was probably playing with himself because he hadn't had sex since their mother left them five years ago. But he didn't care to have it broadcast all over town. Maybe he could barter with Rusty to keep her mouth shut. But he knew that wasn't going to work when he saw the smirk on her face. The fucking little bitch is enjoying herself. I think I will whip her ass and throw her out. Then we'll see if she still thinks it's funny. She's always been afraid of me. Threatening her is the best way to ensure she keeps her trap shut.

"I'm not playing your fucking game Rusty. Now get the hell out of my room while you can still walk." He warned. Rusty looked at his muscular male body and was surprised to find out she wasn't frightened at all by his threats. He was four inches taller and probably out weighed her by one hundred and fifty pounds. And he was a male who was three years older. So she should be scared. But she definitely wasn't. Her new found confidence held her in check. I seemed to have found courage I never knew I had. In fact, I feel completely confident in myself. So much so, that I'm positive I can handle Richie just as easily as I did those two assholes. And he certainly has it coming. Paying him back for all the crap he used to pull is an excellent idea. Richie my boy. You're about to find out there's a new sheriff in town. And her name is Rusty.

"Make me Richie." She replied while she walked into his room and put her hands on her hips. Richie was totally caught off guard. That was definitely not the answer he was expecting. But if she wanted to play rough then he was more then willing to teach her a valuable lesson. Her scrawny sixteen year old female body couldn't stand up to his impressive male frame. She couldn't weigh more then a hundred and fifteen pounds. What the fuck is she thinking? She can't expect to challenge me and not get hurt. Oh well. That's her problem. She'll keep her fucking mouth shut if I have to cram my fist down her throat and leave it there. "This is your last warning Rusty. Get the hell out or you're going to be fucking sorry." The big man threatened one last time. "Make me Richie. I dare you to try and throw me out." Rusty replied while she spread her legs in defiance. The adrenaline rushing through her veins made her feel incredibly strong. She couldn't wait for him to make the first move.

Thinking this would be as easy as taking out the trash, Richie casually walked over and reached out to grab her arm. Shock registered on his face when he felt her fist connect with his chin. "SMACK!" He stumbled back and stood there in disbelief. "Ohhhh, I bet that's going to leave a mark. I really got you good Richie boy. And you're going to get a lot more if you don't back off." Rusty confidently told him. The surprise of being punched quickly wore off. Now he was pissed. If she wanted to throw punches then that was fine with him. His arms were loaded with muscles and his hands were much larger. "You just made the biggest mistake of your life bitch. I really didn't think you was that stupid. Now I'm going to painfully remind you who's in charge around here. I'm sure you'll remember once I've put you back in your place." He said as he advanced on her.

"Come and get it boy. You've had this coming for a long time." Rusty replied while she put up her fists. Richie snapped two jabs which she was easily able to avoid. But he wasn't concerned. They were merely range finders. Satisfied he had the correct distance, Richie fired a strong right cross towards her jaw. Rusty ducked under it and landed a solid right to his open mid section. "THUD!" She followed that up with a left hook that dumped him on his ass. "SMACK!" "That's two nice bruises you're going to have wimp. Now get your ass up so I can give you some more." She ordered the surprised male fighter. Richie was thoroughly confused over the fact he was lying in the floor. What the fuck is going on? There's no fucking way she could knock me off of my feet. Maybe I tripped. He said to himself while trying to rationalise being down. Richie leaped up and waded back in.

Rusty didn't wait on him this time. She raised her gorgeous right leg and slammed her bare foot into his chest like a guided missile. "WHAM!" Richie left his feet and landed on his back about five feet away. He was clutching his sore chest when he climbed off of the floor. Rage filled his muscular body when he saw the smile on her face. "I'm going to rip your fucking head off you little bitch." He said while he went at her again. "Keep dreaming brother." She replied as she stepped up to meet him. Richie delivered a deluge of punches in an attempt to overwhelm his over confident younger sister. Rusty caught two on her arms and one on her shoulder. But she was able to evade most of his thunderous punches while she waited for an opening. She was moving around the room like a Gypsy dancer while Richie chased her down with murder in his eyes.

His feet got tangled up when Rusty suddenly changed directions on him. His stumbling forced him to lose his balance and left him unprotected. Rusty opened up her offense. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" The first punch bloodied his nose and turned it red. The next three pounded his solid abs but didn't do to much damage. The uppercut however was another story. It snapped his head back and left him vulnerable. Rusty bent her knee and sent her foot crashing into his balls. "WHOP!" Richie folded up like a card table and collapsed to the floor in a fetal position. Rusty casually laid down above his head and rolled him over on his back. Richie was in to much pain to even think about resisting. She lifted his head to wrap her fine looking legs around his throat and crossed her slender ankles. "I've got you now big brother. There's no escaping these babies. They're just to strong." She said while she tightened her legs with a smile.

"UUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A garbled scream was all he was able to get out. Richie frantically pawed at her strong legs to free his trapped throat. But Rusty wasn't exaggerating about the strength in her beautiful gams. They tightened around his neck like two steel cables and refused to be loosened. His face was rapidly changing colors and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. "You look good in blue big brother." She said as she patted his blue cheek and snickered over her little joke. Poor Richie was quickly losing his senses. His feeble struggles were getting weaker by the second. Rusty calmly laid there and combed her fingers through her flame colored hair while she strangled her helpless brother to the brink of unconsciousness. "That should be enough to make you easy to handle." She told Richie while she released him from her smooth, skinned prison.

When she dragged the barely conscious man to his feet he was as limp as a rag doll. "I was right big brother you're putty in my hands. Now hold still while I end this one sided battle of the sexes and show you who's boss." Rusty held him up by the hair and drew back her fist. "It's time for your nap weakling. Nightie night." "CRRRACK!" The powerful punch struck him under the chin and sent him flying. Richie landed on his bed out cold. Rusty strolled over to the bed and couldn't believe her eyes. His hard on was still stabbing at his thong in an attempt to free itself. "Well well. What do we have here?" She said while slipping his thong off. "This thing has a mind of it's own Richie boy. Maybe we should do something to ease it's torture." Rusty climbed on the bed and took his pulsating dick in her soft hand.

Rusty slowly stroked her sleeping brothers rock hard dick. It wasn't the first time she saw a males hard penis, but it was her first time touching one. She liked how it felt in her hand. It was strong and hard and dangerous looking. Like an evil weapon that could penetrate steel or bore through a mountain side. But in her soft hand it was as tame as a new born kitten. It was as if the mighty male organ had completely surrendered it's awesome power to her gentle touch. She was it's Master. Rusty's female body was tingling clear down to her toes from the erotic thrill of easily controlling the dangerous looking beast. The transformation that started with her new found courage and confidence, had now taken on a whole new meaning. The all powerful feeling surging through her feminine body was like an intoxicating drug. She revelled in it like an addict and wanted more.

Her suspicions were confirmed when Richie slowly opened his drooping eye lids. She could see it in his face. He wanted so badly to raise his arms and stop her from having her way with him. But he simply didn't have the strength. Her magic fingers had completely drained it from his muscular body. He could only lie there and coo like a helpless little baby. Amazing thoughts filtered through her mind that had never been there before. I am unbeatable. I am all powerful. I am.... Yes that's the correct word. I am dominate. I own him. And he is powerless in my strong female hands. "You belong to me Richie. It's useless to try and fight my power. You're to weak and pathetic to defeat me. I can do as I please with you. I can give you pain as well as pleasure. Accept your fate Richie. Submit to my power. You really have no other choice. You're at my mercy." She confidently explained.

His only answer was moans of pure pleasure while he lie there like a man in a coma. Rusty continued to softly stroke his dick to keep Richie under her spell. Her mind began to wander over all of the things she could force her older brother to do since he was now under her control. Anything her heart desired could now be hers. Like his car. Her father informed her he would buy her a car when she turned eighteen. But that was still two years away. Now she wouldn't have to beg Richie or her father to take her somewhere. Richie's car was hers for the taking. If she needed money, Richie would fork it over. Any household chore she didn't feel like doing would be forced on him. She was in charge. I'll probably have to exert my authority over him a few more times before he finally accepts his place and remains in it. But that's no problem. He'll soon be wrapped around my little finger and completely obedient. She said to herself with a smile.

Roy Madison was bone tired when he got home from work. All he thought about was taking a hot shower and getting off of his feet. He set his lunch pail on the counter and shuffled off to the laundry room. After undressing down to his underwear, he threw his dirty clothes in the washer and went back to the kitchen. He snatched a cold beer out of the fridge and gulped half of it down at once. Then he took a deep breath and finished it off. With his thirst quenched, he threw the empty in the trash can and started for the shower. When he reached the top of the stairs and passed by his sons bedroom door, he got the biggest shock of his life. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE? TURN YOUR BROTHER LOOSE RUSTY! THEN GO TO YOUR ROOM AND PUT SOME CLOTHES ON! I WILL NOT HAVE THIS SORT OF BEHAVIOR IN MY HOUSE!" He screamed from the doorway. Rusty was caught off guard and instantly let go of Richie. But when her father kept chastising her for the ludicrous act she was performing, she began to get angry. Another weak male needed to be taught a lesson.

Roy was still berating his daughter when she slid off of the bed. But he stopped in mid sentence when he saw the look in her eyes while she approached him. He felt utterly ridiculous when a cold shiver ran down his back while he stared into those squinting green eyes. But he couldn't shake the feeling that she was not his little girl anymore. Somehow she had drastically changed. He didn't know how, but he knew she was a totally different person. Rusty stopped in front of him and placed her hand on his upper body. She slowly rubbed his chiseled chest while she stared him down. Then she cupped his chin and squeezed his cheeks. "I'm afraid I can't allow you to talk to me like that dad. You're not showing the proper respect by raising your voice to me. I can't let that go unpunished. You must learn your place in this house because you're no longer in charge around here. I'm taking over old man." She informed him. Roy was at a loss for words.

While he was trying to make sense out of what was going on his jaw was met by a solid punch that knocked him out of the room. "SMACK!" He stumbled out near the railing in shock. Before he could collect himself, Rusty nailed him between the eyes. "SMACK!" He staggered down the walkway and nearly fell down. The last punch finally jarred his memory back to reality. Rusty was coming at him again with a very determined look in her eyes. It was time he put a stop to her foolishness. When she was close enough he reached out and grabbed her. He hung on for dear life while she violently struggled in his grasp. "CALM DOWN RUSTY BEFORE I ACCIDENTLY HURT YOU!" He pleaded with her. But she paid no attention to his warning. "YOU'LL PAY FOR PUTTING YOUR HANDS ON ME ASSHOLE!" She firmly threatened. Roy was concentrating on trying to hold on to her squirming body so he never saw it coming.

Rusty's constant squirming loosened his grip enough to gain some room. She suddenly bent her knee and swung her foot back between his legs. "WHOP!" When her heel made contact with his balls she was able to break free. Roy was clutching his aching testicles with a grimace on his face. Rusty wound up and delivered a mind numbing roundhouse that completely spun him around. "SMMMACK!" When he came full circle her straight left fractured his nose and sent him reeling into his bedroom. "SMACK!" Just as he righted himself, her left foot blasted his jaw and put him in the floor. "WHAP!..SLAM!" Roy was lying there dazed and incoherent. Rusty placed her hands on her hips and began to scold him for his unruly behavior. "You never touch me without my permission. Have you got that wimp? The next time I'll break one of your arms."

Roy was incapacitated from the savage kick and no longer causing her a problem. So Rusty decided to use the neck scissors she used on Richie to finish him off. She laid down above his head and wrapped her gorgeous legs around his neck. Roy was to far gone to resist. She easily handled him like he was a young toddler. When she was ready, she tightened her vice grip legs and leaned back to wait. Roy came out of his stupor before passing out and weakly fought to free himself. But his struggles were ineffective. Rusty pinned his right arm down with her hand and softly spoke to him. "Settle down old man and go to sleep. Your puny arms can't match the power in my legs. So be a good little boy and close your eyes." She held him in her inescapable hold and patiently waited for him to obey her. "That's a good boy." She said when she saw his eye lids slowly shut.

Rusty returned to Richie's bedroom to check on him. He was sitting on the side of his bed with his groggy head resting in his hands. Rusty took hold of his right arm and pulled him to his feet. She grabbed his right wrist with her left hand and placed her right hand on his shoulder. Then she wrenched his arm up his back in a hammer lock to keep him under control. "Come with me sissy boy. I need to explain my rules to you and dad so you'll know what's expected of you." She said as she marched him out of the room. Richie submissively went along without causing her any trouble. She turned him loose when they reached her fathers bedroom. Richie rushed to his father to see if he was alright. Roy's eyes were open but he was still confused and disoriented. Richie vigorously shook his old man until his senses returned. He helped him up and led him to his bed where they both sat down.

Rusty faced the two males with her hands on her hips and her feet slightly spread apart. "Pay attention you two so I don't have to repeat myself. I've proved I'm the strong one in this family so I'm taking over. I'm the boss from now on. You wimps will take your orders from me and carry them out to my satisfaction. If you give me any trouble I will punish you. So take my advise and do as you're told. You don't have the strength to oppose me because I'm more powerful then both of you put together. So obey me without arguing or I'll beat you until you learn. Are there any questions?" She nonchalantly asked. Her father looked at her like she was crazy. She surely didn't expect him to blindly follow the orders of a sixteen year old girl like he was a child. He was a forty year old man for Christ sake.

Roy leaped up from the bed to straighten his little girl out. "Stop this nonsense and go to your room Rusty. And put some God damn clothes on like I told you to. I'll be in to deal with you later." He said with an aire of authority. Richie jumped up to stand by his fathers side when he saw Rusty start towards them. "You really are hard headed dad. You're no longer in charge around here. But since you can't seem to grasp that concept, I suppose I'll have to beat the foolish notion out of your head. Eventually you'll learn to obey me and keep your mouth shut. I guarantee it." Roy wasn't prepared when Rusty kicked him in the jaw with her foot. "WHAP!" He collapsed like a stack of children's building blocks and landed at her feet. Richie didn't react fast enough and dearly paid for it. "THUD!..SMACK!" A solid right drilled him in the stomach, before a left hook put him in the floor next to his father.

Rusty putting her father down with a powerful kick to his jaw.

"Get on your feet wimps. We might as well settle this once and for all. I'm going to painfully show you why I'm the boss around here. You'll learn not to speak without my permission from now on. Now get up and raise those pitiful male arms of yours so I can put you in your place." She sternly commanded the two muscular males. Richie looked at his father and the man nodded his head. "Let's put an end to this insane bullshit before it goes any further son. I'm afraid your sister needs Psychiatric help." He told Richie. They climbed to their feet and faced the smiling red haired female. "I'm sorry Rusty but I don't have any other choice. You need to be restrained so we can get you the medical attention you need to get better. I hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me one day. We'll try our best not to seriously injure you, but you must be stopped." He sadly explained.

The beautiful female warrior immediately went into action. The two muscular males under her command were challenging her authority. It was her job to show them their error in judgment was a huge mistake. And make them obedient. Her right leg shot up like it was spring loaded and slammed into Richie's chest like a battering ram. "WHAM!" He was windmilling his arms trying to regain his balance while he stumbled back out of control. "SLAM!..BAM!" His back collided with the wall and then his head. He slowly slid down to sit on his butt. Rusty avoided her fathers groping hands and unloaded a vicious right cross that exploded over his eye. "SMACK!" Then he saw stars when her powerful left uppercut landed on his chin. "CRACK!" Now his muscular body was staggering back off balance and he couldn't stop himself. "SLAM!" He hit the wall and ended up sitting next to his son.

Both men had their heads hanging down while they were shaking them to clear the cob webs. Rusty stopped that from happening. "WHAP!..BAM!" "WHAP!..BAM!" She kicked both men in the face and banged their heads against the wall. They were both in a delirious state when she grabbed them by the hair and dragged them to their feet. When they were standing, she turned their bodies until they were back to back. Then she spread her hands over their faces and roughly slammed their heads together. "WHACK!..WHACK!" Richie dropped to his knees while her father stood there in a daze on rubbery legs. Rusty knelt down and put Richie in a headlock with her left arm. Then she pulled her fathers thong to the side and took hold of his limp dick. He weakly tried to stop her but a few strokes hardened his dick and calmed him down. His muscular arms limply fell to his sides and stayed there. She spread her arm around his steel hard dick until it was nestled in her armpit. Then she slowly masturbated him like that while holding Richie in the headlock beside her.

Rusty masturbating her father while pinning Richie against her.

Roy's will to stop his daughter from fondling him completely evaporated. His dick hadn't felt the soft touch of a female in five years. He stood there in a trance and let the glorious feeling rush over him. When his dick responded to Rusty's gentle touch, he gave up and willingly put himself in her capable hands. His knees buckled and threatened to collapse, but he focused all of his concentration into staying on his feet and was rewarded with success. The erotic sensation quickly built up in his loins to keep him under his daughters spell. In two short minutes he was ready to explode. His sperm shot out of him like a cannon going off. The extreme ecstasy of climaxing from a females tender touch completely overwhelmed him. When the last drop landed in the puddle on the floor, Roy lost control of his senses and passed out. He was out cold when he hit the floor on his back. "SLAM!"

When her father dropped to the floor she turned her attention to Richie. He was beginning to come around and was struggling in her grasp. Rusty hauled him to his feet and drilled him between the eyes with a powerful right. "SMACK!" He hit the wall and slid down to his butt again. He was semi conscious and still moving so Rusty decided to humiliate the muscular young man while she put him to sleep. She braced her hands against the wall and jammed her pussy in his face. Richie's feeble struggles were useless against the red haired gladiator. "Time to go back to sleep Richie. Be a good boy and close your little eyes." She told her muscular older brother. In less then a minute his strong arms dropped to his sides and his weak struggles ceased. Rusty smothered him to sleep with a smile on her beautiful face.

Rusty smothering her weakened brother to sleep with her pussy.

Rusty stood back and admired her work. Nearly five hundred pounds of solid male muscle was peacefully sleeping at her feet. "That should prove to you two wimps who's boss in this house. I'm sure you'll be obedient when you wake up. Because your huge arms and large muscles are useless against my power. Even together you're not strong enough to defeat me. I'm just to much for you two weaklings to handle." Rusty decided to take another shower while the two men were taking a nap. She wanted to be clean and fresh while she explained the rules to her father and brother. She was confident they wouldn't find the courage to challenge her again. Wiping up the floor with their muscular bodies in less then ten minutes would have a very demoralizing effect on the two men. Their spirits would be broken and their wills bent to hers. Rusty strolled to the shower with her head held high.

She was correct in her assessment. When the two males woke up they were submissive and obedient. She explained the rules to them while they passively sat there and listened. Then she sent them to bed for attempting to challenge her authority. They meekly did what they were told with their heads hanging down and tears in their eyes. When Rusty checked on them a half an hour later they were both sound asleep. She smiled and returned to the living room to enjoy the peace and quiet. Things went smoothly for the next two weeks. Her father and brother followed her commands without the slightest hesitation. Richie because he feared his dominate younger sister. But her father obeyed her wishes for a completely different reason. He was thoroughly ashamed of himself for not being man enough to stand up to his daughter. But he was also eternally grateful for the sexual release she gave him. Her gentle touch had lifted a great weight from his broad shoulders. So his mind was swimming in confusion.

Then his attitude changed. Rusty got angry when he didn't do her laundry to her satisfaction so she threw him across her lap and paddled his bare ass with her hair brush. That ultimate humiliation was to much for the grown man to bear. The next day he called his brother to help him and his son escape her domineering clutches. "Ralph, I need your help. Come to my house right away." He pleaded with his brother. "Roy, Is that you Roy? Speak up man I can barely hear you." His brother replied. "I can't speak up Ralph. Rusty might hear me. Just get over here." "Rusty? Why are you worried about Rusty hearing you? What the hell is going on?" He asked. "I'll explain when you get here. Now hurry." Roy replied. "Damn it Roy I was just about to take a dip in my pool. Can't this wait?" "No it can't wait. Now get your ass over here." He said getting angry. "Alright man keep your shirt on. I'll be there in a minute." He said while hanging up.

Roy was hoping to catch his brother and explain things before Rusty realised he was there. But Rusty ordered him to go down to the basement and fetch Richie to help him cook dinner. He didn't dare disobey her order so he went to get Richie with a sinking feeling in his stomach. Ralph only lived three houses down and Roy sounded desperate. So he was at their house in no time. Rusty answered the door when he knocked. "What are you doing here Uncle Ralph?" Rusty suspiciously asked. "Uh..I uh..why are you running around with no bra on Rusty? Anyone could come to the door." He asked with a puzzled look. "That's none of your business Uncle Ralph. Now answer my question." She sternly demanded. Ralph didn't like her tone of voice but he let it pass. "Your father asked me to come over. He said he needed my help with something." He explained. "Oh he did did he. Then follow me. Him and Richie are down in the basement." She replied while seething with anger. Rusty led Ralph to his slaughter.

Fear spread across Roy's face when Rusty descended the stairs and came towards him. His body was trembling when he threw his hands out in front of him and began to beg. "Please Rusty. I'm sorry." "SHUT UP!" She ordered before her hard fist exploded on his jaw like dynamite going off. "SMMMACK!" He hit the floor like a ton of bricks. Then she turned to dispatch with her older brother. "THUD!..SMACK!" He doubled up in pain from the blow to his stomach and left himself open for the left hook that landed on his temple. He slumped to his hands and knees and started crying. "WHAT THE HELL?" Ralph screamed in surprise. Rusty kicked him under the chin while he stood there in shock. "WHAP!" He keeled over backwards and banged his head on the concrete floor. "BAM!" It nearly knocked him out. With Ralph out of commission for a while she gave her father and brother a senseless beating.

She yanked Richie to his feet and brutally took him apart. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..CRACK!" Richie was utterly defenseless against her punishing fist. She drove his helpless body around the room like she was sitting behind the wheel of a car. Roy sat up and groaned as they passed him and received a kick to the face for his trouble. "WHAP!" He flopped back to the floor in a daze. "Stay down old man. I'll be back to take care of you in a minute." She sternly ordered him. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..CRACK!" By the time she was through destroying Richie's face it was a swollen black and blue mess. The bone shattering uppercut turned his lights out and dropped his muscular body in the floor like a wet dish rag. Rusty checked to make sure he was out before storming over to discipline her deceiving father.

"Now it's your turn big mouth. I'm going to beat you to a pulp for trying to enlist your brothers help. What goes on in this family is none of his concern. It's my business and only my business. Now get your sorry ass up." She scolded while dragging him to his feet. Roy was sobbing like a broken hearted child. Her intense anger frightened him to death. His little girl was going to give him a terrible beating and there was nothing he could do or say to prevent it. He wasn't man enough. "SMACK!" "I'm the boss old man. Get that through you head." "SMACK!" "You're to weak to change that fact." "SMACK!" "You and that pathetic brother of mine belong to me." "SMACK!" "My wishes are the only ones that matter." "SMACK!" "Your job is to obey my commands." "SMACK!" "That's all you and sissy boy need to know." "SMACK!" "So keep your big mouth shut and do as you're told." "SMACK!" "Or I'll beat you within an inch of your miserable life. "SMACK!" "UNDERSTAND?"

Roy was out cold and didn't hear her last two orders. Rusty threw his sleeping body in the floor and stood over him with her hands on her hips. She was angry enough to pick him back up and continue his lesson in obedience. But his face was swollen out of proportion and covered with cuts, bruises and nasty looking abrasions. So she stood there until her anger cooled down. Just as she got herself under control, she heard Ralph moan behind her. She smiled over the prospect of teaching him to mind his own business. Ralph stumbled to his feet with one hell of a headache. He glanced around and saw his brother and nephew lying on the floor. That's when he noticed his niece standing in front of him. "How the hell did you do that Rusty? Why the hell did you do it? What the fuck is going on?" He asked in confusion. Rusty simply smiled at him.

"Well Uncle nosey. I did it because he disobeyed my orders. And the reason I can do it is because they're both weak and pathetic. So I beat them up and took control. They do what ever I tell them to because they're afraid of me. I'm the boss. I give the orders and they obey them or else." She explained with a smile. "You must be joking. That sounds like something straight out of a S and M magazine. They're both more then twice your size and have muscles as large as cantaloupes. So how the hell could a little thing like you beat them up. It doesn't make any sense." He said shaking his head in disbelief. "Their puny male muscles are worthless against my invincible female arms. A fact I might add, you are about to find out is true. You should have kept your nosey ass at home where you belong. But you had to come over here and play the hero. Sticking your nose in my business is a serious offense. The punishment for that offense is getting your nose splattered all over your face. And I'm your executioner. So come here wimp." Rusty said as she grabbed him.

Ralph's biggest mistake was thinking she was rambling like a crazy person. So instead of attacking her when she grabbed him he merely tried to free himself from her grip. Rusty quickly showed him the error of his ways. "SMACK!" The punch puffed up both of his lips and knocked him back. "Why you crazy little bitch. I don't know what the fuck has got into you. But Uncle Ralph is putting an end to it right now." He said while feeling his sore mouth. "That's the spirit Uncle nosey. Show me what you've got." Rusty replied while raising her fists. She didn't have long to wait. Ralph opened up his arsenal and went at her like a mad man. Rights and lefts of all kinds came at her from every conceivable direction. Each one designed to do bodily harm. He would get the answers he was seeking after he put her down and at his mercy. But the task was harder then he expected.

Rusty was getting very adept at avoiding thunderous punches. A few grazed several parts of her body but none of them landed flush. Their huge male muscles were loaded with enormous power. But their large arms was also their greatest weakness. They were to big and clumsy to deliver the punch with any speed. So she was easily able to dance around them at will. Another problem hindering the men's fighting skills was their large muscular bodies quickly tired. A lot of energy was spent missing the target with their heavily laden muscular arms. Ralph was breathing like an asthmatic after chucking about twenty body damaging blows and hitting nothing but air. Rusty took it to him when he was forced to slow down. Her punches were crisp and clean. They found their mark with extreme regularity. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!"

Ralph was driven back by her extraordinary display of accurate punching. His entire face was throbbing with pain. He was completely bewildered over the fact he missed with every single punch. While at the same time he couldn't get out of the way of hers. But Ralph was a hardened war veteran who never backed down from a fight. So his courage and determination remained at it's peak. Even though it felt weird to be losing a bare knuckle fight with a sixteen year old female. This kind of shit only happens in the movies. He said to himself. Ralph increased his efforts and waded back in. But his steadfast determination and a higher volume of punches produced the same results. Air molecules and dust mites was the only thing he was defeating. Rusty was still standing in front of him unharmed with that irritating smile on her face.

He was barely able to raise his arms after his last ferocious attack. His punches were so pathetic they wouldn't have broken an egg shell. Rusty simply slapped them aside and worked him over. "SMACK!" The busted up nose she promised he would have was now a reality. "You won't be sticking that nose in someone else's business for quite a while Ralphie boy." His next pitiful right was swatted down like a pesky insect. "SMACK!" "That one should make you think twice before you open that big mouth of yours again." Rusty was having such an easy time with him she wasn't even protecting herself. She had her hands perched on her hips while she waited for him to make a move. Ralph tried a one two combination that was easily slapped away by the young tigress. "SMACK!..SMACK!" Her right and left brought severe pain to both of his eyes.

Ralph threw another right that missed it's target by a foot. His vision was so obscured he couldn't figure out which Rusty to swing at. Because there was three shimmering female images in front of him. "You missed me wimp. Maybe you should see an Optometrist and get yourself some glasses." She taunted the drowsy male. Rusty laughed in his face and severely bruised his jaw. "SMACK!" Ralph was more or less out on his feet. He was barely able to stand and his eye lids were fighting to stay open. Rusty decided it was time to finish the one sided massacre. She drew back her fist and drilled him in the stomach with amazing power. "THUD!" Ralph grunted like a hog and collapsed to his knees. Rusty calmly grabbed him by the back of the head and spread her huge breasts over his battered face. Ralph's mouth and broken nose was trapped in a deep valley of soft female flesh and he couldn't breathe. His feeble struggles ended in less then thirty seconds. His sleeping body slumped to the floor at her feet when she released him.

Rusty smothering Ralph to sleep with her large soft breasts.

Rusty gathered her beaten male victims and put their sleeping bodies next to each other. They looked so cute sleeping at her feet that she got the urge to cuddle with them. So she laid down across Ralph's unconscious body and dragged her father and brother up next to her. Roy was lying on her left side with his sleeping head resting on her shoulder. She pulled Richie up until his head was nestled on her right side. She hugged them to her and smiled. "Isn't this comfy boys? I want you all to know I'll always take care of you. Anyone screwing with my family will have to deal with me. I realise you wimps are to weak to defend yourselves. So don't worry. I'll never let anyone pick on you. You belong to me so you're under my protection. I won't allow anyone to mess with my property." Rusty smiled while she ran her fingers through Richie's hair and kissed her father on the forehead. She was extremely happy knowing her property was safe in her strong female arms.