After Allison beat up her neighbor Susan, her personality changed just a bit; she had a little bit more confidence, a little spring in her step, and loved talking about the beating she'd given "that old bitch" or "that fat cunt". I don't know if she just loved the sense of power she had, or the feeling she'd gotten from riding her opponent's face to a powerful orgasm or what, but she seemed a little obsessed. (Not that I wasn't; I found myself jerking off to the memory all the time.)
One day in early September Allison invited me over to her house after school; this was normal, and it didn't dawn on me that anything unusual was happening even though Dave wasn't home. Ally pulled me into the garage and closed the door, then laid it out for me:
"Sooooooo... You remember that fight I had with Sue?" I nodded; how could I forget? "Well, she wants a rematch. Would you come along and be, like... my corner guy?"
"What about Dave?"
"Ew." Allison made a face. "He's my brother, perv. You're sick." The look of disgust faded into her mischievous smile. "Plus, I mean, I made her suck you off instead of him, so you got some skin in the game. I mean, if you don't want to... " She gave me a look with her big green eyes and I fell into her trap, rushing to agree as quickly as I could. I didn't really know what was expected of me, but before I knew it the fight was set for the next Sunday, the middle day in a three day weekend. Sue didn't want to fight in the garage, and instead the location was set for a clearing in the woods - the misleadingly named Frog Pond, which was basically a roughly 40 foot by 40 foot clearing, the "pond" being nothing more than a muddly little puddle towards the middle you could sometimes catch frogs in. Allison brought a blanket for them to fight on; I just brought myself and a bottle of water.
It was kinda weird seeing Susan again when we got there. She didn't have anyone with her, and the grim look she gave me was a little chilling. She took off her jacket and track pants to reveal that she was wearing a black sports bra and a set of black modest panties. She kicked off her shoes and socks and stood barefoot on the blanket. It looked like she'd been working out; I definitely didn't remember her arms being that big, and her formerly soft tummy looked a lot more toned. At 5'5" she was giving up an inch of height to Allison, but outweighed her easily.
Across the blanket, Allison had also removed her outer layer of clothes. She was going topless, her little pink nipples already erect, wearing only a white thong panty. I don't know if it was because Sue looked much tougher now or because this wasn't Allison's home turf, but she looked a little vulnerable shivering in the crisp air.
Across the blanket, Allison had also removed her outer layer of clothes. She was going topless, her little pink nipples already erect, wearing only a white thong panty. I don't know if it was because Sue looked much tougher now or because this wasn't Allison's home turf, but she looked a little vulnerable shivering in the crisp air.
I hardly had time to take this in as Sue and Allison approached each other silently. With some unspoken signal the fight started. Both women had their fists up in a guard, but as they came together Susan slipped a straight right punch between Allison's hands into her face. Ally yelped and stepped back, shaking her head. She also dropped her guard, and Susan stepped in and slammed a punch into her gut. Allison groaned and took another step back, holding her stomach, slightly bent over with her eyes squeezed shut. Susan kicked Allison's left leg out and she fell down with a surprised yell. Susan backed off, hands on her hips: "Get up, you little runt."
Allison sprang to her feet and raised her fists again. This time as Susan approached, Ally let fly a high-pitched battle scream and charged. Susan tried to drop her guard and grab Allison, but she was too slow, and the teen barreled into her, bringing them both down to the blanket, where they struggled for control. Allison got a handful of Susan's long hair and hit her with a left hook to the jaw. Susan grunted as her head was snapped around by the impact, the right side of her face resting against the ground. Ally put her left hand on Sue's head and pressed, keeping her from being able to turn it back to face her attacker. Susan blindly flailed at Allison, who it looked like was having trouble both keeping Susan's head pinned and mounting an offense of her own. She solved this problem by switching her grip to grab Susan's head with both hands, lifting it off the ground and then slamming it back down.
I have no doubt this hurt and disorientated Susan, but compared to the bare concrete where they'd fought the first time, the ground here seemed much more forgiving. The thick blanket and layer of dead pine needs, leaves, and grass probably didn't have nearly as much impact, and after two slams when Ally lifted Susan's head up again, Sue managed to rear back and slam a headbutt into Allison's face.
Allison fell off Susan with a cry of pain, holding her nose with both hands. Susan took a moment to recover, then got to her feet, facing Allison who had just managed to get to her knees and was cursing at the blood coming between the fingers she was still holding over her nose. Susan came on, hands up like a boxer. When she came close Allison lunged at her, reaching for her face with a scream. Susan managed to catch Allison's right hand with her own left, but her opponent's left hand came in with a slap to the face. Susan grimaced and was stunned long enough for Allison to rake at her face, and one of her fingers ended up pressing into Susan's eye. Susan howled and released Ally's hand, half-blindly trying to push the teen away. She wasn't able to do it and Allison came in and kneed Sue between the legs. Sue let out a pained groan, covering both her face and her crotch.
Allison fell off Susan with a cry of pain, holding her nose with both hands. Susan took a moment to recover, then got to her feet, facing Allison who had just managed to get to her knees and was cursing at the blood coming between the fingers she was still holding over her nose. Susan came on, hands up like a boxer. When she came close Allison lunged at her, reaching for her face with a scream. Susan managed to catch Allison's right hand with her own left, but her opponent's left hand came in with a slap to the face. Susan grimaced and was stunned long enough for Allison to rake at her face, and one of her fingers ended up pressing into Susan's eye. Susan howled and released Ally's hand, half-blindly trying to push the teen away. She wasn't able to do it and Allison came in and kneed Sue between the legs. Sue let out a pained groan, covering both her face and her crotch.
Allison balled up her right fist and hit Susan in the gut, but she'd definitely been working out, and even without her abs flexed, all it drew was a cough from Susan. I could see her stomach tighten in anticipation of Allison's next punch, which almost bounced off Sue's stomach. Ally grunted in annoyance and went behind Sue, unhooking her sports bra and whipping it off her. This gave her opponent just a little too long to recover - Allison couldn't see it with Sue's back to her, but the older woman blinked her injured eye once or twice and, deciding it was fine, turned back to face Allison, twisting her body and slamming a huge right hook into Allison's face. Allison went down like a sack of dirt, the only sound a nasty smack as Susan's fist smashed into her face and the soft rustle of the blanket as Allison collapsed onto it.
Susan let Allison lay in a heap for a second as she took in some big breaths, then kicked the fallen fighter onto her back. Susan reached down and pulled Ally's panties off, then pinched her nose until Allison opened her mouth to inhale and stuffed the teen's own underwear in. Allison gagged as it looked like Susan was trying to force the thong down her throat. Susan got almost all of it in and then climbed off Allison, who rolled up to her hands and knees, coughing and almost retching as she pulled the spit-covered wad of cloth out of her mouth, along with a healthy amount of drool. Susan waited until Ally had gotten it out and just started taking a shuddering breath before she stepped forward and slammed a kick into Allison's stomach. Ally groaned and fell to the ground. Susan rolled her on her back again, this time sitting down on her hips. She leaned forward and down, pinning Allison's hands on either side of her head.
"This is what real tits look like," Susan bellowed, slapping Allison's face around with her breasts. Allison leaned her head up and tried to bite Susan's left nipple. In response Susan pressed her chest down, trapping Allison's face between her heaving tits.
Despite the beating Allison was taking, she still had plenty of energy as she bucked and strained under Susan's grip. I guess Sue couldn't make an airtight seal without using her hands, and she collected both of Allison's wrists up above the teen's head with just her left hand. With her right hand free I thought she would tighten up the smother, but instead she leaned up, breaking the smother, and scooted back a little so she was looking down at Allison's A-cups. "You look like a boy," Susan grunted, giving Allison's left nipple a mean twist. Allison cried out in pain and Susan really went after her little boobs, pinching the nipples and handing out nasty tit slaps. Ally was crying as her chest turned red under Susan's hands. By the time Sue was done with her, Allison lay under her quietly sobbing. Susan herself sat still straddling her, sweaty and breathing hard but looking pretty victorious. Sue gave Allison a slap in the face to get her attention - "Are you ready to give up now?"
"Fuck you," Allison sobbed. Sue shook her head and climbed off Allison, who curled into the fetal position and held her aching chest. Sue took a quick breather as Allison cried, then pushed the teen onto her back. Susan grabbed a handful of Allison's hair and pulled her up to a sitting position, using her grip to make Allison look at her opponent's face. Sue slapped her to get her attention, then barked "I'm gonna give you one more chance to give up. Then I'm going to really fuck you up." Sue slapped her again. "Are you ready to give up now?" Sue pulled her hand back for a third slap, but she wasn't holding on to Allison's hair securely enough, as Ally managed to draw her head back and smack a headbutt into Sue's face.
I don't know what kind of training Sue had done before the fight but it must have included how to do a headbutt; whereas Sue had hit the middle of Allison's face with the tough upper part of her skull, Allison kind of hit Sue just above the eyes with her forehead. I guess it did work well enough as a stunned Sue let go of her and backed up rubbing her face. Allison was a little stunned herself, but she quickly shook her head and attacked, lunging forward and knocking Sue off her feet. Allison tried to get on top of her, managing to straddle Sue, and wrapped her hands around Sue's neck and started squeezing. Sue let out a choking gasp, but managed to bring her hands up and rake them down Allison's bare chest. Allison screamed, releasing Sue to cover herself again, and Sue easily threw her opponent off her. Allison landed on her side on the blanket, and Sue gave her a hard kick to the back that rolled her over onto her chest. Sue sat down on Allison's back, punching her in the back of the head a few times, then wrapped her arms around Ally's neck in a sleeper. Allison kicked her legs frantically, but she was out of gas, and her struggling slowed and then stopped as Susan kept the sleeper locked in.
Once Allison lay limp, Sue let the sleeper go, slowly climbing off her opponent, looking for any sign of recovery or that Ally was playing possum. Allison just lay there panting; Sue prodded her with a foot and when she didn't move dragged Allison right off the blanket, pulling her to the pond in the middle of the clearing.
By the time they arrived Allison was coated with a layer of dead leaves and pine needles, sticking to her skin with a mixture of her sweat and pine sap. Susan laid Allison down on her chest, head over the puddle, and grabbed her short hair, lifting her head up, then with one smooth push, forcing Allison's face into the cold, muddy puddle. Ally's legs kicked frantically, but she couldn't move her head up with Sue holding it down. After about 30 seconds Sue pulled Allison's head up, and Allison gagged, spitting up dirty water. "You ready to give now?" Sue demanded. Allison just let out a guttering sob and Sue pushed her head back into the puddle. After another thirty seconds Allison's head came back up, her eyes half closed, taking choking, gasping breaths. "You just tell me when you give up." Susan gave her another thirty-second dunk, and as soon as Ally's head broke the surface after this one she was crying out her surrender.
By the time they arrived Allison was coated with a layer of dead leaves and pine needles, sticking to her skin with a mixture of her sweat and pine sap. Susan laid Allison down on her chest, head over the puddle, and grabbed her short hair, lifting her head up, then with one smooth push, forcing Allison's face into the cold, muddy puddle. Ally's legs kicked frantically, but she couldn't move her head up with Sue holding it down. After about 30 seconds Sue pulled Allison's head up, and Allison gagged, spitting up dirty water. "You ready to give now?" Sue demanded. Allison just let out a guttering sob and Sue pushed her head back into the puddle. After another thirty seconds Allison's head came back up, her eyes half closed, taking choking, gasping breaths. "You just tell me when you give up." Susan gave her another thirty-second dunk, and as soon as Ally's head broke the surface after this one she was crying out her surrender.
Sue let her go, leaving Allison to cough up more water and take big, sucking breaths. Leaving her there, Sue walked up to me. I held my hands up in peace. "What's your name, young man?"
"Richard," I mumbled as defiantly as possible.
"Well, Richard, it's your lucky day. Once your girlfriend over there recovers, I'm going to give her a taste of her own medicine from last time."
"She's not my girlfriend..."
"Even better," Susan chuckled. "Still, though, I don't think you deserve to get off scott-free. Follow me." She started walking away, and I followed her to the edge of the clearing. She picked out a large oak and had me put both hands on it. At her instruction I stuck my butt out, and before I knew it she had yanked my jeans and boxers down to my ankles. "Don't move," she ordered. "This is going to hurt..."
She wasn't kidding. I got an unforgettable spanking, and the only good thing I can say about it is that nobody was around to see it except Allison. Susan tanned my hide good, and although I tried to manfully bite down the pain, as she kept spanking the same spot I couldn't help grunting and then crying out with each impact. To make it even worse she'd occasionally reach in between my legs and give my balls a squeeze, drawing a pained yelp each time.
Finally she was finished, telling me to lift my left leg, then my right as she took my pants and underwear and flung them over her shoulder. She motioned for me to follow and we walked back over to Ally, who had managed to recover a little bit, although she still looked miserably beaten and half-drowned. "Are you ready for your punishment, little girl?"
Finally she was finished, telling me to lift my left leg, then my right as she took my pants and underwear and flung them over her shoulder. She motioned for me to follow and we walked back over to Ally, who had managed to recover a little bit, although she still looked miserably beaten and half-drowned. "Are you ready for your punishment, little girl?"
"No," Allison sniffed, looking at the ground.
"Well that's too bad. I want you to say 'Please punish me Mrs. Fiorello' or I'm going to start hurting you again.
"Pleasepunishmemrsfiorello," Allison mumbled.
"Get on your knees."
With some effort Allison complied, pushed herself up to her knees with a grunt. Susan gave my aching butt a swat and positioned us so that I was standing front of Allison. "I think you know what comes now, right?" Sue prompted. With a unhappy sigh Allison grabbed my cock. Without even a stroke to get it hard she wrapped her lips around my penis and start giving me a very inexperienced, sloppy blowjob, slobbering and sucking almost too hard on my dick. Still, this felt way better than my hand, and I got hard in no time. Eventually Ally started using her right hand to pump my dick along with her mouth and built me up this way until I came. I shot my load into her mouth, and she turned her head and spit it out, drawing an approving laugh from Susan, who then waved me away. Susan then pushed Allison down on her back, hanging her breasts right in front of the defeated fighter's face. "Worship my tits," she commanded. Allison leaned her head up and started licking and sucking on Susan's nipples, and to my eye it looked like she was mostly slobbering and sucking on them - but I guess this worked well enough as Susan was getting really excited, her hips starting to gyrate as she rubbed against Allison's stomach, presenting one breast and then the other for the teen to tongue. Finally she had enough, removing her panties and switching positions so she was facing Allison's feet. She scooted up and planted her pussy on Allison's face. For her part, Allison lay totally still under Susan (although Sue held Allison's her arms pinned down by her waist anyway) as the victorious fighter started riding Ally's face. She wasn't gentle, tossing her hips against Allison's head. At least it wasn't long until she came, throwing her head back in a victory cry as she climaxed over her beaten opponent.
With some effort Allison complied, pushed herself up to her knees with a grunt. Susan gave my aching butt a swat and positioned us so that I was standing front of Allison. "I think you know what comes now, right?" Sue prompted. With a unhappy sigh Allison grabbed my cock. Without even a stroke to get it hard she wrapped her lips around my penis and start giving me a very inexperienced, sloppy blowjob, slobbering and sucking almost too hard on my dick. Still, this felt way better than my hand, and I got hard in no time. Eventually Ally started using her right hand to pump my dick along with her mouth and built me up this way until I came. I shot my load into her mouth, and she turned her head and spit it out, drawing an approving laugh from Susan, who then waved me away. Susan then pushed Allison down on her back, hanging her breasts right in front of the defeated fighter's face. "Worship my tits," she commanded. Allison leaned her head up and started licking and sucking on Susan's nipples, and to my eye it looked like she was mostly slobbering and sucking on them - but I guess this worked well enough as Susan was getting really excited, her hips starting to gyrate as she rubbed against Allison's stomach, presenting one breast and then the other for the teen to tongue. Finally she had enough, removing her panties and switching positions so she was facing Allison's feet. She scooted up and planted her pussy on Allison's face. For her part, Allison lay totally still under Susan (although Sue held Allison's her arms pinned down by her waist anyway) as the victorious fighter started riding Ally's face. She wasn't gentle, tossing her hips against Allison's head. At least it wasn't long until she came, throwing her head back in a victory cry as she climaxed over her beaten opponent.
Needless to say it was a long trip back from Frog Pond that afternoon. Allison and I made up a story about a dirt bike crash - not the greatest lie, but I guess we had both honestly expected her to win. Ally took about six weeks to fully recover from her beating, and when she came back to school she wasn't the same girl who'd strode into the clearing that fateful day.
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