Wendy Weston was very excited. The letter she held in her hand was the yellow brick road that led to her dreams of the future. Acceptance to Harvard had been her goal since the age of thirteen. And now it was a reality. Her parents were exceptionally proud of her. Especially since her 4.0 grade point average landed her a full Scholarship. A prestigious College like Harvard didn't accept just anyone. The Ivy League school was the premiere place for an aspiring Lawyer to learn their chosen occupation. Harvard was the school her highly successful Grandmother attended. The day Grandma Ellie allowed her to visit her Law Firm, was the day Wendy decided what she wanted to be. In a little over a month, she would begin the journey to secure her financial future.

She was especially excited over the opportunity to run track and row for the women's eight team. Wendy was very athletic and aggressive. Her compact 5 foot 4 inch 115 pound female body was well developed and quite firm. Eighteen years of being a tomboy had paid off extremely well. Her small stature was solid and completely free of body fat. Her confident attitude and fearless nature was unmatched. Which was another trait she inherited from her Grandma Ellie. Like her Grandmother, when she desired something she went after it with all the strength and determination she possessed. She let nothing stand in the way of obtaining her goal. Even a muscular male had better step aside if he was in her path. Wendy had no qualms about mowing him down. None what so ever.

Just ask her older brother Wayne. The twenty two year old man had no desire to succeed at anything. He waded through high school getting in trouble and causing his parents nothing but grief. Now he worked at Auto Zone and was a part time mechanic at the local garage. And he was sick and tired of hearing how fabulous Wendy was. Wendy's getting straight A's. Wendy came in first at the track meet last week. Wendy's going to be a very successful Lawyer. WENDY! WENDY! WENDY! He was ready to scream. When he heard she was accepted at Harvard, he knew he was in for another lecture on how wonderful Wendy was. He waited for his parents to leave for the week end and went over to confront the arrogant bitch to tell her exactly how he felt about her great accomplishments. It was a very painful mistake. He just didn't realise it at the time.

The one passion Wayne had was keeping his body in shape. He loved the fact that his 6 foot 1 inch 245 pound muscular body and handsome face could land him countless dates. Women were constantly crawling all over him with adoring eyes. So setting his eighteen year old little sister straight wouldn't be a problem for him. She may not like it, but what the hell could she do about it. His parents may give him another lecture on treating his sister with respect, but he was used to that. Once and for all he was going to get his pent up anger off of his chest. And the little bitch was going to sit there and hear every word. Even if he had to corral and hog tie her ass to a chair. It wouldn't gain him anything, but he sure as hell would feel better. So he marched over there with a purpose.

He didn't think she was home when he arrived until he heard noises in the basement. He jerked open the door and stomped down the stairs. There stood Wendy in an ice blue bikini lifting weights. He almost laughed out loud at the meager weight she had on the bar. He could lift that pitiful amount with two fingers. "Do you think lifting 100 pounds is weight lifting? That's not a workout, that's a joke." Wayne said as he approached her. "Obviously you know nothing about a rowing eight team big brother. Or should I say big MOUTH brother. The strength of the rowers have to be on equal terms. If I'm a lot stronger then the rest of the crew, the strokes aren't evenly matched and it pulls the boat off course. Does that help big brother? Or are you to thick headed to understand a simple explanation."

"Don't start that holier then thou bull shit you little bitch. I won't take it from you. I hear enough of that crap from mom and dad. They may think you're the greatest thing to come along since the moment of creation, but I know different. You're nothing but a fucking spoiled brat who gets everything her selfish heart desires. So knock off the I'm smarter then you attitude or I'll knock your fucking ass out." He told her hatefully. "First of all you loud mouth punk, I work very hard to achieve my goals. And second, you couldn't knock me out if I fought you with my eyes closed. You've failed at everything you ever attempted you pathetic loser. So what makes you think your luck would be any better in a fight with me. I'd wipe up the floor with your sissy ass in no time. So back off before I prove it to you." She confidently responded.

Wayne's face turned red with rage. His 6 foot 1 inch 245 pound muscular frame against her 5 foot 4 inch 115 pound body was a cake walk. She deserved the beating he always wanted to give her, and there was no time like the present. "Why you crazy little cunt. You opened your mouth once to often. This time you put your foot in it. And I'm going to make sure you choke on the son of a bitch." He said as he attacked. Wendy simply tossed the 100 pound bar at him. "CATCH!" She screamed. Wayne reacted instinctively and grabbed the bar before it slammed into his chest. "SMACK!" Her right cross landed firmly on his chin. Wayne dropped the bar and flopped to the floor. "Someone is going to choke on my foot you big pussy but it won't be me. Now get your ass up." She ordered. Wayne leaped to his feet filled with anger.

Rights and lefts filled with body damaging power came flying at her head. Wendy's athletic body weaved and swayed like a professional boxer and eluded his hard thrown punches with ease. Her silky jet black hair flowed around her creamy shoulders as the agile female waited for her chance to strike. "SMACK!..SMACK!" A double left jab puffed his bottom lip and turned his nose red. Wayne increased his efforts to beat the little bitch to the floor. "SMACK!" A solid right hand found it's way through his pitiful defense and nailed him over the left eye. Failing to connect with his murderous punches was beginning to frustrate the male fighter. Especially since she wasn't having a problem hitting her targets. He went out of his mind and began chucking punches at an alarming rate. But her elusive female body continued to avoid them like the plague.

Wayne changed tactics and reached out to grab her. But all he managed to do was rip off her tied down bikini top when she dodged his clumsy hands. Then his world was turned upside down when Wendy expertly flipped him over her slender hip to slam into the floor. "SLAM!" "STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!..STOMP!" Her bare feet worked over his large body with precision. He tried his best to block or dodge her hard striking soles, but it was useless. "STOMP!..BAM!" Her right foot drove his head into the floor and thoroughly stunned the muscular male. Wendy leaped on top of him and began his total destruction. Her hard female fists rained down on her helpless brother with amazing power. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Wayne was completely defenseless against his pissed off younger sister. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Wendy beat the helpless man without remorse.

Wendy beating her older brother senseless

When she finally stopped and climbed off of his body the poor mans face was severely battered and swollen. Wendy strolled over to the wall length mirror with a smile on her lovely face. She raised her arms in a muscle pose while she looked into the mirror and was delighted over how pumped her hard muscles were. Giving her wimpy older brother a senseless beating had turned out to be an excellent way to exercise her muscles. While she was standing there running her fingers through her swirling black hair she saw her brother rise from the floor. When he noticed Wendy had his back to him, he charged at her like a stampeding buffalo. Wendy shook her head at his stupidity. Didn't the fool realise she could see him in the mirror. The moron was even dumber then she thought he was. She patiently waited for him to come into range.

When he reached her and drew back his fist, Wendy struck unexpectedly. Raising up on her toes, she extended her right arm out and threw it forcibly in the air behind her. "SMACK!" The back of her fist caught him flush in the face and halted his sneaky punch. Then she slammed her elbow in his stomach as hard as she could. "THUD!" Wayne bent over from the awful pain shooting through his belly, which brought his head down where it was reachable. Wendy bent her knee and snapped her right foot up behind her like a kicking mule. "WHAP!" The sole of her bare foot crushed his nose to his battered face and dropped him to his knees. She had him back in the floor and at her mercy without turning to face him the whole time.

Wendy reached back and grabbed a hand full of his hair with her right hand to hold him in position. Still staring into the mirror, she continued to fluff her hair with her left hand while she repeatedly snapped her right foot back into her brothers mangled face. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" The sole of her foot beat him to a pulp while poor Wayne helplessly knelt there on his knees. When she finally released him he slumped to the floor like a wet dish rag. He was barely conscious when she placed her foot on the side of his head and pinned it to the floor. Her back was turned to the man during the entire performance. She raised her arms up and flexed her muscles again while she smiled sweetly in the mirror. Her brutally beaten older brother lie under her foot nearly in tears.

When Wendy removed her foot, Wayne struggled to get up. Unable to make it on his own he grabbed for a part of her body to help him. This time he snared her bikini bottom and pulled it off. His clumsy hands enraged Wendy. "SMACK!" She drilled him on the temple and knocked him back down. "YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR THAT YOU CLUMSY IDIOT!" She screamed as she mounted his back. Wayne's feeble struggles were useless against his irate sister. Wendy lifted his massive arms over her upraised knees and put him in a camel clutch. "MAYBE THIS WILL TEACH YOU TO BE MORE CAREFULL!" She said as she cupped his chin with both hands and pulled him back. "UUUGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Wayne tried to scream through his tightly closed mouth. The excruciating pain was unbearable.

Wendy has Wayne in a painful camel clutch.

Wendy tortured his muscular body for several minutes. Wayne's only choice was to accept it until she set him free. His impressive strength had been thoroughly beaten out of him by the black haired female warrior. When she finally let him flop to the floor and crawled off of him Wayne was sobbing like a broken hearted child. Wendy knelt in front of him and dragged his painful body up on his knees. "Have you learned your lesson you pathetic loser or would you prefer I continue to beat you like a dog to prove my fighting skills are superior to yours?" She asked her crying older brother. The humiliation was to much for Wayne to take. Crying his eyes out while his hated younger sister knelt in front of him with her hands on her shapely hips and a smile on her face made him snap.

Pushing the terrible pain out of his mind Wayne threw three wrecking ball punches in succession. Wendy simply blocked them with her slender arms and shook her head. "I guess you haven't learned." "CRRACKK!" The sledge hammer uppercut sounded like a grenade going off when it exploded on his chin. His mighty arms instantly flopped to his sides and his eyes rolled back in their sockets. Wendy caught him when his unconscious body slumped over on her shoulder. Wayne wasn't going to wake up for quite a while. "You are such a wimp." She told his sleeping body as she laid him down. Wendy snatched up her bikini and strolled upstairs to see if she could mend it. She left Wayne out cold on the floor.

Wendy supporting Wayne's body while he sleeps on his knees.

Just as Wendy finished mending her bikini bottom and put them on, there was a knock at her door. Seeing it was her boyfriend Chad, she let him in without scurrying to find a top to wear. "I hear you got into Harvard. Are you going to accept their Scholarship?" He asked with a worried look. "Of course I am silly." She answered. "But I thought we decided you were going to go to Community College with me." He said slightly angry. "You know that's not true Chad. I said I would consider going to Community College if Harvard turned me down. Since they accepted me it's a moot point. No one in their right mind would give up the opportunity to attend Harvard just to go to a Community College. Besides, you're already a Junior. In a little over a year you will graduate. Then I would be stuck there alone." She said in her defense.

"You wouldn't be alone Wendy. After I graduate we'll get married. Then we can be together for the rest of our lives." He replied. "You know I don't want to get married until my career as a Lawyer is established on solid ground. Now stop talking nonsense and drop it. I'm going to Harvard and that's final." She told him in no uncertain terms. "No you're not Wendy. I don't want you near those preppy Ivy League boys and their money. You're going to College with me and that's that." He said with conviction. Wendy squinted her beautiful blue eyes and scowled as she got right in his face. "Don't use that tone of voice with me buster. And don't you ever order me around like that again. I won't put up with it. Now shut your mouth before you really make me angry." She scolded.

"I'm serious Wendy. I forbid you to go to Harvard." He answered hatefully. "YOU WHAT?" "Listen you little pip squeak. You're biting off more then you can chew. Now keep your mouth shut before I shut it for you." "UNDERSTAND BOY?" She said glaring at him with an I dare you to challenge me look. Chad nearly went into shock. He was 6 feet tall and weighed 209 pounds. "Who the hell are you calling a pip squeak you little shrimp? I'm big enough to spank your ass and make you mind me. So stop with the idle threats before I prove it to you." He replied. "Big mistake little boy. You should have kept your mouth shut like I told you to." "POW!" She struck him squarely in the throat with a hard left. Chad was gasping for air in a split second. His face turned red while he desperately tried to suck oxygen in his lungs. But it was useless.

"SMACK!" Wendy dropped him on the sofa with a solid right cross to his jaw. She straddled his sitting body and rapidly fired a series of devastating punches to his red face. Chad was to busy trying to breathe to protect himself. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" He was finally able to catch his breath and grab her arms to stop the terrible beating she was putting on him. Wendy lifted her right knee and drove it into his mid section with extreme force. "WHAM!" Chad released her arms and clutched his painful stomach. Wendy resumed his beating with a delightful smile on her beautiful face. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The poor young man was in dire trouble. He was quickly losing his senses and unable to put up any defense.

Wendy slid off of his lap and snatched a hand full of his hair. Then she jerked him up from the sofa and roughly threw him in the floor. Chad didn't know where he was at. She slipped off her bikini bottom and lie down above his head. Chad offered little resistance when she pulled his head up from the floor and shoved it between her thighs. His swelling face was mashed tightly against her sweet sex which hampered his breathing again. "I warned you pansy ass. But you pathetic males never listen. Now you'll painfully pay the price for your stubbornness." She scolded as she clamped down hard on his head. "MMMMFFFFFFFFHHHHHHHH!" His loud scream was muffled by her pussy. "That's a good boy. Scream for me again you little wimp." She quickly got her wish. "MMMFFFHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Why thank you sweetie. It's so nice of you to obey my wishes." She said with an evil grin. Chad didn't find her sarcastic humor funny at all.

"Now pay attention you worthless piece of shit. Don't you ever try to order me around again. I won't take orders from anyone. Especially a weak little pussy like you. The next time you open your mouth like that I'll beat you half to death. So take my advise and learn your lesson. Or so help me God I'll break your body and your spirit." She sternly warned him. "Now be a good little boy and take a nap." Wendy tightened her vice grip legs and patiently waited for Chad to pass out. His muscular body thrashed around on the floor for several minutes before his movements became slow and pitifully weak. Finally his huge arms flopped down and he went to sleep. Wendy climbed to her feet and looked down at his unconscious body. "That should show you who's boss." She said as she raised her male beating arms and fluffed her silky black hair.

At that moment Wayne stumbled out of the door leading to the basement. "Come here you pathetic little wimp." She ordered. He staggered to the door as fast as his trembling legs would carry him and ran outside. Her laughter was still ringing in his ears when he drove off. After quenching her thirst, Wendy retrieved a hair brush from her bedroom vanity. She pulled Chad's jeans and underwear down to his ankles and flipped him over on his stomach. After putting his muscular arms on his back and pinning them there with her gorgeous ass, she slapped her sleeping boyfriend awake. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" He screamed when he realised the position he was in. "I just warned you about giving me orders you little sissy. Are all you males retarded? I'm the boss in this relationship boy. This spanking I'm about to give you should prove my point." She replied as the hair brush came down on his bare ass.

"WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Wendy beat his ass raw. "I give the orders boy." "WHACK!" "And you obey them." "WHACK!" "Because you're to weak to challenge me." "WHACK!" "So if you want to stay healthy." "WHACK!" "You'll obey my commands without question." "WHACK!" "NEVER EVER TRY TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" "WHACK!" "UNDERSTAND?" "WHACK!" "I WILL NOT TOLERATE IT!" "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Chad's raw ass was on fire. He was crying like he never cried before. The defeated young man was willing to agree to anything if it would stop the awful pain. It was his only option. "YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" "I UNDERSTANDDDDDDD!" He screamed. "PLEASE STOP WHIPPING ME WENDY!" "I'LL DO WHAT EVER YOU SAY!" "JUST PLEASE STOPPPPPPPPPPPPP!"

When Wendy finally stopped spanking him, his poor ass was welted and blistered. "Are you ever going to give me orders again you weak little pussy?" She asked. Chad was so afraid he couldn't stop his muscular body from shaking. And he couldn't stop the tears from flowing heavily. "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION WEAKLING! NOW ANSWER ME BEFORE I REALLY GET ANGRY!" She screamed. He almost pissed on the carpet. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "I promise I won't do it again Wendy. Please don't hurt me anymore." He pleaded. "That's better." Wendy lifted his head from the floor by his hair and shoved the soles of her bare feet under his swollen face. "Kiss my feet to prove you're sincere." She commanded. He lavished her soles with numerous kisses, hoping it would appease her. "Good boy. Now get your ass up and go home." She sternly ordered. He obeyed instantly.

College was great. Wendy was settled in the dorm and had made quite a few friends. She made the track team and was accepted in the women's eight crew. Things were working out perfectly. After giving Chad the severe beating and painful spanking, she never heard from him again. She decided if he couldn't take being the weaker sex in their relationship, then that was his problem. There was plenty of males out there that would be thrilled to be her boyfriend. The only restriction she would force on them was to accept a submissive role and obey her wishes. She didn't think that was to much to ask. If they weren't cool with that, then she would give them a good beating and send them on their way. She absolutely refused to take orders from any male. It was just that simple.

Two months into the semester, Wendy was sitting at her desk studying for an exam. All of a sudden she heard a female screaming down the hall. Occurrences like this were fairly normal in the dorm, so she ignored it and kept studying. A few minutes later, someone burst through her door. When she looked up, three males were standing there grinning. "This is a pantie raid sweetheart. Just give us a pair of your panties and we'll go away. We'll use force if we have to, so be smart and give them up." The man in the lead informed her. Wendy slowly rose from the chair and smiled at him as she placed her hands on her shapely hips. "If you studs think you're man enough to steal my panties, then come and get them." She confidently challenged. They looked at each other and laughed.

"You must be kidding you crazy bitch. Do you really think you can stop us? It's three against one. And each one of us is over two hundred pounds of solid muscle. So sit the fuck down and keep your mouth shut before you get hurt." He warned. "In my opinion, one female against three male pussy's means the odds of winning are in my favor. So get lost punk. And don't slam the door on your way out." She responded. "Find her panties boys. I'll take care of this mouthy little bitch." He told his friends. Before the two men had taken a step, Wendy went into action. Turning her body sideways, she snapped a side kick to the jaw of the advancing leader. "WHAP!" He collapsed to the floor at the feet of his buddies.

The two men stopped dead in their tracks and looked down at him in surprise. When they raised their heads, Wendy was inviting them to engage her with her fingers. "If you two wimps want the same, then step right up. I need a study break anyway. Although this won't take any longer then it would for me to go pee. And I pee pretty fast gentlemen." She told them with a smile. "Why you delusional bitch. Your ass is grass. Let's take her Pete." The one on her right said as he charged her like an elephant. "Right behind you Ralphy my man." The second one replied coming at her from the left. "WHAM!" A perfectly executed arc kick landed on Ralph's temple and sent him reeling sideways. Then Pete was knocked backwards by a rock hard uppercut that nearly took his head off. "CRACK!"

While his two buddies were busy trying to regain their balance, their leader sat up shaking his groggy head. "WHAP!" Her bare foot exploded in his face and put him back down. Wendy stepped to her left to meet Pete head on. She ducked under his wild swinging right and nailed him with a left hook when she popped back up. "SMACK!" Then she drove her knee into his balls like a battering ram. "WHAM!" When he bent over from the pain, her elbow landed solidly on the back of his neck. "WHACK!" He dropped at her feet dazed and groaning. She whirled around in time to dodge Ralph's right cross and went to work on his mid section with machine gun like punches. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" The awful pain brought his head down for her bell ringing left uppercut. "CRACK!"!" He backpedalled until he tripped over the leaders legs and fell down.

Pete was on his hands and knees in the process of getting up. Wendy grabbed him by the hair and jerked him up on his knees. "WHACK!" She chopped him across the throat with the edge of her hand. His eyes bugged out and he quickly began gasping for breath. She tilted his head back and raised her right fist in the air. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She beat his face black and blue while he helplessly knelt in front of her. "SMACK!..SMACK!..CRRRACK!" Two more hard punches swelled his face before she unloaded a teeth shattering uppercut to his chin. Pete flopped at her feet out cold. Wendy smiled and turned to give the other two a sound beating.

Just as she reached them, the leader regained his senses and sat up a again. "WHAP!" Another foot to his chin had him spreadeagled on his back once more. Ralph jumped to his feet and fired a right cross with drastic intentions behind it. Wendy easily avoided the punch and landed a solid left hook over his right eye. "SMACK!" Ralph stumbled a few steps and then turned to meet her with his fists up. "I'm going to beat you like a slave you fucking bitch." He said snarling. "Not if you can't punch any better then you have so far pansy ass." She responded. Ralph cut loose with a deluge of hard thrown punches. Wendy danced around them like it was child's play. As he was drawing back his right fist to deliver another punch, she interrupted his plans with one of her own. "SMACK!" She broke his nose and sent him staggering back.

While she was waiting for Ralph to return to the battle, she instinctively felt their leader rise up to a sitting position again. Without looking his way, she let him have it with a backwards kick that had the power of a stallion in it. "WHAP!" The sole of her foot crushed his face like a pancake. "Stay down until I finish with your goons you pussy." She told him. He wasn't coherent enough to hear her. Ralph leaped back into the fray with extreme determination. But his aim hadn't improved one bit. After eluding several of his punches, she opened up her arsenal and beat the poor man senseless. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Both eyes began to swell, his mouth puffed up, and his stomach was queasy. He was utterly defenseless against the next barrage. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!"

Ralph landed on her bed unconscious. "WHAP!" Once more she busted the leader in the face with a powerful kick before going after Pete. For the fifth time, the leader ended up on his back in the floor without getting the chance to throw a single punch. Pete half crawled and was half dragged by his hair over to her bed. The black haired female warrior dragged him to his feet and held him steady. "You wimps better find another way to entertain yourselves. Because you're pathetic at being pantie raiders. Now be a good boy and go to sleep for Wendy." She said as she drew back her fist. "CRRRACK!" The head splitting uppercut dumped him on top of Pete's sleeping body. Ralph's lights were completely punched out.

"Your turn big shot." She told the leader as she yanked him up from the floor. He was still slightly out of it. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" She steered him back towards the bed with lightening fast punches. His large muscular arms were dangling useless at his sides after the second punch. "This is not only fun it's great exercise. Why don't you boys drop by once a week so I can keep my female muscles pumped and in shape. What do you say weakling? Is it a deal? Or are you going to be to frightened to return after I'm finished with you?" She asked smiling. He was unable to answer. "Say good night sissy. It's time for you to go to bed." "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..CRRRACK!" The bone jarring uppercut sent him flying in the air. He was unconscious when he landed on top of his buddies. Over six hundred pounds of male muscle was lying piled up on her bed and sleeping peacefully.

Wendy raised her male beating arms in victory while she stood there smiling at the pile of sleeping pantie raiders. "You pussy's are just as pathetic as my older brother and ex boyfriend. Hopefully you've learned never to bother a lady with your foolish games and cocky attitude. Especially one that can easily whip your ass with one arm tied behind her back. Now you boys continue napping while I go get campus security." She said as she turned to the door with her arms still in the air. Ten minutes later, security gathered up the boys and hauled them off. The other girls in the dorm repeatedly thanked her while they collected the panties that was stolen from them. In about an hour, Wendy was finally left alone to finish her studies. She smiled as she sat down. Two months at Harvard and she was the campus Heroine. It was going to be a great year.