The Cheerleader, her Mom, and the Jock
By Madcat
A love triangle gone astray.


"Guess where I'm going after school?" Jeff bragged to his best friend.

"Where?" Tom replied, still reading his book. It was almost the end of the
day, the end of school year, and the end of his life as a student. The young
man couldn't wait to get out of this dump. He didn't give a rat's ass about
Jeff's after school plans or which bimbo he planned to nail.

"I'm going over Kelly's house." The tall, handsome lad answered. Jeff was the
quarterback, track star, homecoming king and all around good guy.

"Kelly Preston?" Tom asked, looking up from his book. She was the one girl in
the senior class that Jeff hadn't done.

Nothing against the school's #1 stud, Kelly hadn't done anybody. The male
students called her the Ice Princess in honor of her prudish reputation. She
seldom dated and the guys that did never went back for more.

Kelly's love life didn't suffer from a lack suitors. The young blonde was
gorgeous to say the least. Every boy in school lusted after her, even the
usually laid back Tom. Kelly had transferred in from another school at the
start of the year and made a huge splash on her first day. She took a spot on
the cheerleading team and became instantly popular.

Tom pleasantly remembered the way she looked in her blue and gold uniform. The
heavenly nymph stood about 5-6 and had long, sleek legs, great ass, and
gravity defying breasts. Her face brightened every room. Despite her chilly
reputation, Kelly still had a come hither quality about her. Tom went to every
football and basketball game that year. And it wasn't because he liked sports.

"None other!" Jeff bragged. He knew his friend had a thing for her.

A pang of jealousy swept thru Tom. He quickly got over it as he always did.
"Good luck. You'll need it."

"Hah! She asked me over to help her study. Me, of all people. If she wanted to
study she would have asked you. Kelly wants a man, maybe even a summer fling,
and she wants me." The taller lad kicked in.

Jeff had a knack for making all romance seem dirty but he had a point. Life
sucked. "Call me later. Tell me how things went." Tom said. Living vicariously
thru his best buddy had become something of a habit.

The couple arrived at Kelly's house just after 3 PM. It was a small ranch in
the working class part of town. But Jeff didn't give a hoot. It wasn't Kelly's
social status or money that brought him out here. She wore a white, see thru
blouse and a short plaid skirt that highlighted her nubile young body.

"Would you like a drink or something?" Kelly asked as they walked in the front
door.

"No thanks. I'm ready to start working on that class project." The boy
replied, dripping with sarcasm.

"So am I. Lets go up to my bedroom." The blonde said as she danced down the
hall with the grace of a ballerina. Jeff followed like a heat seeking warhead.

"Are your parents home." The boy asked as he passed thru the door way.

"I live with my mom." Kelly said, closing the door behind him. "She works the
afternoon shift at the hospital. Won't be home till 10."

Jeff smiled. This would be like taking candy from a baby. He put his book bag
down and glanced around the room. It was spacious and not unlike the
multitudinous others the young lad had graced with his presence. She had a
single bed, lots of stuffed animals, a huge closet and a computer.

But two things did stand out. Two 25 lb dumbbells lay at the end of the bed.
They were way too big for a girl of Kelly's size, or any girl for that matter.
A huge trophy case stood in the corner. Jeff couldn't help but go in for a
closer look. He kind of expected to see mostly lame participation trophies
that had become popular lately. But that wasn't it at all. She had dozens of
competition awards, many for first place.

"Wow! You are quite a little athlete." The boy announced with a pang of
jealousy. His own athletic career could not compare to this. He started to
read the labels. "Gymnastics, cheerleading, karate, kung fu, judo ... Geez,
what are you? A black belt."

"Yep, I have one in Karate and in judo." Kelly announced proudly, from behind
the stunned young man.

He turned around to see the little blonde pumping out dumbbell curls with the
25 pounders. Her tanned arms bulged with sexy little muscles. "I guess I
better watch my step then, huh?" Jeff joked.

Kelly put the dumbbells down and bounced over to him. "I was kind of hoping
you wouldn't. I like putting boys in their place." The blonde said as she
grabbed the collar of his tee shirt in her right hand.

Jeff didn't know if this girl was just joking. There was something in her
smile that said she wasn't. This was a direct affront to his manhood and a
challenge to his authority. Serious or not, it required a forceful response.
He grabbed both her wrists and said, "What if I put you in your place?"

"Show me what you got, big guy." Kelly replied, pressing her firm C-cups
against his chest but standing her ground at the same time.

This girl likes it rough, he thought. Never wanting to disappoint a lady, Jeff
tried to give her what she wanted. He decided to push her down and pin the
young thing. From then on, nature would take its course.

The lad wrapped her up in his arms and dumped the girl unceremoniously on the
ground. She felt far more solid than he expected. But it was nothing the
football player could not handle. He played safety as well as quarterback.
Tackling was his specialty. Plus, he outweighed the supple, sexy nymph by 50
lbs.

Kelly's skirt flopped over and gave Jeff a nice show. She wore plain white
panties. But on this naughty little slut they looked hot. The boy knelt down
to finish the job, his aggression fueling his lust. This was going to be good,
maybe the best ever.

Totally distracted, he never saw Kelly's leg come up and smash his stomach,
halting his decent. Then she kicked out with her other leg to the back of his
knee. Big Jeff crashed to the ground like a giant oak tree. Quicker than
greased lightening, she was on the fallen boy, pinning his arms to the ground
with surprising female strength.

"Gotcha!" the girl announced from her position of power. "Who's the boss now,
big guy?"

Jeff lay there for a moment, stunned by the turn of events. The female
reversal had taken just seconds. His plans of conquest and domination lay
shattered in the dust. But he could not nor would not surrender to her.

"Eat me." Jeff replied in a hurt tone. He gently tested her grip on his hands.
It was firm. She had him.

"Is Jeffy boy angry? Does he want another chance to prove himself?" she asked
with glee. Boys are so stupid, the girl thought.

"Yeah, I do." He replied. No more messing around, the male told himself.

"On one condition. You strip down to your underwear first." Kelly commanded.

"Why?"

"You got to see my underwear, now I get to see yours."

"OK. Let me up." Jeff demanded. He gazed up at his conqueress. Her hair was
ruffled and her white blouse had come untucked. But she looked radiant.

She did so quickly and helped the fallen male. "Off with the pants, big guy."

He looked down at the perky little cheerleader. It all seemed impossible,
unreal. The boy thought about refusing her order and about ditching this
psycho bitch. He didn't need this crap. But that meant leaving his honor and
reputation behind. Jeff could not run away. He slid out of his jeans.

Kelly looked at the muscular young man. He was hot. But she wanted more. "Tee
shirt too."

Again, Jeff obeyed her, eager to get on with the battle of the sexes. He was
proud of his body, his strong limbs and rippling torso. "Lets go." The lad
said dropping back into a crouch wearing nothing but his red boxers.

The girl followed suit. "Are you ready?" the girl asked.

"Yeah. Bring it on."

"Are you sure?" she taunted him.

"Yeah," he growled.

The lithe little cheerleader noted that the big strong quarterback stayed on
the defensive this time. She had won his respect. Now Kelly went for a bigger
prize.

She came in low and fast, taking good advantage of her smaller stature. Her
male foe tried to push her down but it was too little, too late. Kelly got a
hold of his thigh. Her sweet thighs pumped like little pistons as she lifted
his leg off the ground. Big Jeff crashed to the ground for the second time.

Truth be told, he sucked at wrestling. Jeff never liked the sport and all of
the intimate male contact that normally ensued. Of course, this was completely
different. This time it was a nubile little tart woman-handling him. Jeff
rolled on to his stomach to avoid the quick pin.

But that was not the girl's plan. She had something far more sinister in mind.
The boy felt a female hand grab his red boxers. He reached back to save them
but Kelly was already on her feet, pulling. A loud ripping sound followed,
leaving him naked and helpless on the ground.

"Get up and fight like a man!" Kelly said and she prodded him with her toe.

Jeff, like most of his classmates, had dreamed of getting naked with this hot
little cheerleader. But he had never imagined anything like this. The boy got
up reluctantly, knowing his chances against this karate chick were slim to
none.

The girl smiled and made a quick feint. He retreated, acknowledging what they
both knew. Despite her size disadvantage, she had become the huntress and the
boy, her prey. Kelly circled him ominously. She enjoyed the smell of fear
radiating off his nude body. Then the girl struck.

She grabbed his outstretched arm, twisted violently and judo tossed the young
man. He land hard on his back, his life forever changed. Jeff was ready to
surrender now. He just needed an excuse.

They wrestled around on the ground for a minute as the boy's ego made its last
stand. It took Kelly some time but she slowly forced the larger male down.
Then the girl grapevined his legs and pinned him, his naked man flesh
symbolically crushed under her sex.

"Who's the boss, boy?" Kelly said, brimming with pride.

"You are." Jeff wheezed. He was exhausted.

"Yeah," the nubile blonde replied, grinding herself on his rapidly hardening
manhood.

"What - What are you going to do to me." Jeff stammered as he realized that
this was just the beginning.

Kelly laughed contemptuously. "Suddenly worried about your virtue, are we?"
She paused as if waiting for a reply. "I know what you came here to do. I know
what boys like you want. But rest assured. I'm still a virgin and I intend to
remain so until I find a man worthy of my affections. Until I find a man that
can defeat me and take my prize. That won't be you, at least not tonight." She
said with a sweet smile.

That gave the lad little solace. The battle of the sexes was over. The girl
had won easily. Jeff wanted to give her the prize. It throbbed in
anticipation.

He felt so warm and hard against her panties. Kelly wanted the young man in
the worst possible way, more than any of the others. But she decided to remain
true to her pledge for now. There were other ways to seek satisfaction.

"You aren't just a kidding." Came a tough female voice from Jeff's right.

Both kids looked over to find Mrs. Preston standing in the door way. Time
seemed to stop.

Kelly's mom wore her white nurse's outfit. She stood a couple of inches taller
than her daughter with two huge, probably fake, breasts threatening to break
out of the tight uniform. The 38 year old woman had scraggly blonde hair, a
harsh face and angry blue eyes.

"I knew something was up. I just knew it. You were being too nice last night.
Trying to get all your chores done early." The woman continued. "How many
times have I told you no boys while I'm at work??"

"But Mom ... "

"No buts. If you're going to live here, you will follow my rules. Now get down
stairs and cook supper. I need to talk to your friend." The older woman
ordered.

"Yes, mom." Kelly answered as she got off the virile young man.

Jeff watched in horror as his date meekly slipped out the room. For some
reason, he was terrified of Mrs. Preston.

"On your feet Romeo." Kelly's mom ordered.

"This isn't what you think." The boy said as he stood up. His long potent tool
stuck out like a flag pole.

She grabbed his hair and ordered the boy to follow her. His state of arousal
did not go unnoticed. Mrs. Preston led him into her bedroom across the hall
and slammed the door.

"So, you came here to nail my daughter, eh?" she accused him.

"No," he lied. "We were going to study."

"What was the subject, human anatomy?" The blonde woman asked as she started
to unzip her dress.

The lad almost fainted as the white dress hit the floor. From the neck down,
Mrs. Preston was one hot mama. She wore white stockings, a white thong and
bra. Her breasts looked impossibly large for her lean, slender body. But much
to his chagrin, Kelly's mom reached over to a chair and grabbed some clothes.

"Its - Its, I - I - I ... ," He tried to speak but didn't know what the hell
to say.

"Just shut the hell up, bimbo." She countered. Mrs. Preston covered her prime
real estate with a tee shirt and sweats. Jeff again found himself naked with
fully dressed woman in charge. "First, I'm going to spank you. Then I'm going
to send a note home to your mother. Do I make myself clear."

"Yes ma'am."

"Good." The woman said as she sat on the edge of her bed. "Now get over my
lap."

Jeff did as he was told, eager to bring this horrible afternoon to a
conclusion. His enlarged manhood felt hard and alien sandwiched between his
loins and Mrs. Preston's thigh.

She felt it too. The woman tried to ignore it. She tried to loose herself in
the punishment. But that proved impossible. It had been a long, long time
since Mrs. Preston had a man. She just didn't have the time. Now she had one.
Tall. Strong. Handsomely endowed. And laying helpless across her lap.

Mrs. Preston did her level best not to succumb to the primal lust. She
channeled the sexual energy to Jeff's naked rear. But each whack sent a jolt
thru his young body causing his maleness to press against her. It seemed to
grow and grow until it was all she could think about.

By the time the busty blonde realized the mistake she had made, there was
precious little anyone could do about. She tossed the poor boy onto floor and
stood up. Mrs. Preston didn't even realize that Jeff was crying.

He watched in amazement as this superwoman ripped off her old tee shirt,
revealing her huge globes in the skimpy little bra. Her sweats and panties
disappeared moments later. Jeff just lay there waiting to be taken. Sure, he
was in some discomfort and reeling emotionally from the older woman's savage
beating. But he wanted this too and in the worst way.

The big chested blonde didn't disappoint him. She leapt on his loins and
immediately impaled herself on his shaft. Neither participant needed foreplay.
The spanking had far exceeded the more mundane kissing and hugging. It had
established the woman at the dominant partner while the providing intimate
contact that both sexes needed.

Jeff was so aroused that had this been a typical encounter, it would have
ended soon after it began. But this time, a woman set the pace. She moved
slowly, like warm molasses, and brought the young man to a place he never knew
existed, all the while guaranteeing her continued satisfaction.

After a half an hour, Kelly began to suspect the worst. The young girl had to
know what was happening. She had to find Jeff. He could not have left the
house without her knowing. Kelly left the stove and tip toed quietly to her
mom's door. She slowly pried it open. What she saw almost knocked her over.

They were on the floor at the foot of the bed. Her mother, now nude except for
the sexy white stockings, straddled Jeff shoulders. His head buried deep
between her legs.

"Lick me bitch, lick me!" Mrs. Preston shouted uncontrollably. And by all
accounts, Jeff did precisely as he was told.

Kelly fled to the kitchen, stunned by what she had witnessed. A tear rolled
down her cheek but the young woman sucked it up. This was no time to go all
wobbly. Jeff left 20 minutes later. He didn't say goodbye.

The young cheerleader decided to call her best friend back in New York. Lisa
would know what to do. If she didn't, then it would feel good just to talk
about the incident. Kelly got her supper and took it to her room. Then she
placed the call.

"Hello, Lisa." Kelly said, sobbing. The tears flowed freely now. A girl, even
one as tough as this young blonde, could only hold them back so long.

"What's wrong baby, what is it?"

Kelly told the tale from her perspective. She and Jeff had been fooling
around. Her mom had walked in on them, sent her to the kitchen, then seduced
her boyfriend. It sounded much more straight forward on the phone.

"That bitch. She knew you liked him but she did it any how." Lisa replied.

"What should I do? I can't pretend it didn't happen."

"Get revenge." The New Yorker replied.

"How?"

"Does your mom have a boyfriend?" the other girl asked.

"No. She never dates anymore."

"Is there someone she likes?" Lisa prodded.

"Well, there is Dr. Harkin."

"The dude from like ten years ago?"

"Yeah, I think he's the reason that we moved up here. It turns out he's
working at the same hospital as mom. He's like married now, but he still calls
her."

"It may be tough, but you have to seduce this guy. An eye for an eye. It's the
only way you can get your mom to respect you."

"Yeah, you may be right." Kelly admitted.

An hour later, Tom called his buddy, Jeff. It wasn't like his friend not to
brag about his sexual conquests and this would have been the biggest. That
meant Jeff didn't get any, but Tom had to know for sure.

"Hey Jeff, its Tom." He said to his friend. A long pause followed as Tom
waited for the play by play. It never came. "Well, how'd it go at Kelly's?"

"I don't want to talk about it." The quarter back replied glumly.

"What's wrong? What happened over there?" Tom replied with sudden concern.

"Can't you hear, Harkin? I don't want to talk about it. Not ever." Click, the
phone went dead.

The following day seemed normal at school despite the mysterious conversion
with Jeff. Tom couldn't quite figure it out. What could have happened to so
unsettle his friend? He made a walk by Kelly's locker to find her amiably
chatting with friends. He figured Jeff would talk about it sooner or later.

Then the miracle happened after second period. He bumped into sweet little
Kelly in the hall outside of math class.

"Hi, Tom!" The girl said. She wore tan shorts and a white tank top that seemed
molded to her heaven sent body.

Tom stopped for a second and looked around. Maybe there was somebody named Tom
standing behind him. But she was looking straight at him, not more than a foot
away. "Ah, hi."

"Have you studied for your anatomy final?" she asked. The blonde stuck out her
chest in a bold display of female her own anatomy.

"Yeah, but I'm going to review it tonight." He replied as his eyes strayed to
the gentle swell of her breasts. She was amazing! And she knew his name.

"Do you think I could stop over and study with you?" Kelly asked. It felt
funny inviting herself over to somebody's house, especially this pencil necked
geek. But it had to be done.

"Great, sure." Tom stumbled over himself. Any thought of Jeff's problems faded
away. "How about seven o'clock."

"Is your dad going to be home?" she asked. No use wasting time if the primary
target would be gone.

"I think so. Why?" The boy asked, suddenly perplexed.

"I thought I might ask him a couple of medical questions. I was thinking
pre-med next year." The blonde said, shaking her assets one last time. "See
you at seven."

Tom watched the little cheerleader breeze away, like a dream. The rest of his
school day passed in a hormonal haze. Jeff waited for him by his wheels, a 10
speed Schwin.

"Hey, Jeff. How's it going? Why weren't you in school today?" The smaller lad
asked. He wanted desperately to tell Jeff his secret plans.

"I cut class."

"Cool." Tom replied. It was the end of their senior year. Most kids did it at
least once.

"Not cool. I spent the day with Mrs. Preston." Jeff injected. Plus, he could
not have survived a whole day sitting in a chair.

"Mrs. Preston? You mean Kelly's mom?" Tom's eyes bugged out.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I mean. She seduced me last night. I can't stop
thinking about her. You have to tell me what to do."

"Break it off, that's what. Tell her its over." The geek replied.

"Its not that simple. You don't know Mrs. Preston." Jeff said, walking away.
"I'll call you tonight."

Tom shook his head as he got on his bike. He didn't connect the dots at first
but even his hormone addled brain slowly put it together. Girls like Kelly
didn't ask themselves over his house. There was a connection here and more
going on than met the eye.

The gorgeous blonde showed up just after 7 PM. She had changed into pair of
low top cut-offs and a Daisy Duke halter top. One good tug at the knot resting
just below her bosom and those luscious young hooters would be free.

"Lets go up to my bedroom." Little Tom suggested. He was just an inch or two
taller than Kelly and not as well built.

"Sure," Kelly replied and she followed him upstairs. Tom lived in the nice
part of town and his large house reflected that. He closed the door behind her
as they entered the bedroom.

"Do you mind telling me what's going on?" The boy said with his arms folded.
He managed to stare at Kelly's eyes and not her more stunning features.

"What do you mean?" The girl replied, taken aback by his stern tone.

"What happened at your house last night? Why are you here? And what do you
want with my dad?" Tom rattled off.

"What did Jeff tell you?" Kelly asked, taking a step closer. The nosy little
bugger had figured it out. Inconceivable!

Tom felt a pang of fear as she stepped closer. Something in the girl's blue
eyes touched a primal warning button in his brain. But the young man dismissed
it just as quick. Kelly was, after all, just a girl. "Only that your mom
seduced him. Now you're going to tell me the rest."

"That's more than you need to know, little boy." Kelly said. Her plan was
salvageable but it required quick and decisive action. She took him by the
hands.

This time there was no denying the implied threat. He tried to get free of her
grasp but couldn't. Kelly started to bend his wrists back slowly, painfully.
Tom resisted but she was much too strong. He slowly descended to his knees.

"Stop! You are hurting me." The weaker male complained. He was a genius by
most objective standards, yet the young man could not understand how this
nubile little cheerleader had overpowered him. Women were supposed to be the
weaker sex.

"That's the point, silly. Now, if you promise me you'll be good and do exactly
as you're told, I will let you go."

"I won't let you hurt my family. I won't let you hurt Jeff." Tom groaned
defiantly. He thought about shouting for help. His sister was just in the next
room. But he quickly dismissed the idea. She would probably help Kelly.

Kelly laughed. "I don't want to hurt them, just my mom. And your Dad is going
to help. No more questions. Are you going to be good or do I have to get
rough."

Get rough? The blonde bimbo was already breaking his wrists. They felt ready
to snap. Getting rough just wasn't an option. He would have to look for
another chance. "OK, you win. I'll be good." The geek agreed.

She grabbed his tee shirt with both hands and hauled the male to his feet.
"Strip!" Kelly ordered.

Overwhelmed by the female intimidation, Tom dropped his pants without even
thinking. The nubile blonde did her share by ripping off his tee shirt. That
left the skinny little male in just his white briefs and footies.

"Those too." The girl said, slipping her hand into his underwear. She paused
for amount to revel in the boy's fear. Kelly loved doing this, the power and
control. Then the girl ripped off his cotton briefs.

Like Jeff the day before, Tom changed at that moment. All thoughts of
resistance vanished into the air. He belonged to her now. His loins, dormant
thru their brief and one-sided conflict, started to stir.

"Go lay on the bed!" Kelly ordered, not taking any chances. She pushed him in
the general direction. Tom did as he was instructed and laid down on his
single bed. Kelly grabbed his shoes from the floor and yanked off one off his
footies. Then she straddled him.

"I'm going to tie you up while I take care of some unfinished business. I'll
comeback and let you go when I'm done." The blonde said as she untied his
shoes and removed the strings. "You did good figuring this out. I'm impressed.
Some day we will have to get together under better circumstances and discuss
the whole thing. Until that time, I want you to be good."

The boy was beyond good at that point. He was her slave. Tom again saw Kelly
as thing of beauty, her bosom bobbing enticingly as she worked the shoes. The
girl's strength and confidence only added to the allure. When she reached over
to tie his hand to the bed post, he almost lost it.

"That's better." Kelly announced, her job complete. It took almost 5 minutes
to securely bind him to the bed. "One last thing."

She stuffed the footie in his mouth and dismounted the young man. That's when
she saw it. His manhood had grown to impressive proportions. It wasn't quite
to Jeff's size but it looked somehow prettier.

"Oh, look at that cute little thing." The blonde said as she took it in her
left hand. He was hot and throbbing. This man was on the edge.

Tom knew that too and he tried to protest, but he could not move his hands or
talk. She flicked the tip and sent off a rapid chain reaction. Tom jerked,
arched his back, and launched his load high into the air.

"Wow, you shouldn't keep a loaded gun in your pants." Kelly joked. "I'll be
back."

Two minutes later, the blonde walked into Dr. Harkin's private study. He sat
behind the large cherry desk that cost almost as much as Kelly's house.

"Doctor, can I have a word with you?" she asked sweetly.

"And who may you be?" the man countered, looking up from his boring journal.
He was not disappointed by the fair haired young maiden.

"I'm Kelly Preston, sir." The blonde replied with her hands behind her back.

Recognition flashed in his handsome face. Dr. Harkin beckoned her over, "Yes
come sit down, by all means. What brings you to our neck of the woods?"

The brazen young vixen ignored the chair and walked around behind the desk.
She could see why her mom liked this man. He wasn't much taller than his son
but he was quite handsome in a mature sort of way. The girl felt a tingling in
her nether regions as she weighed her options. Originally she planned the
passive approach that used a conventional female seduction.

But that just wasn't Kelly's style. She had learned years ago to simply take
what she wanted from males. It started in martial arts when the young girl
discovered that she could defeat much larger and stronger men. Then Kelly got
into a fight on her second date. Normally, it would have been just a verbal
thing, but not with this chick. She whipped her date's butt in short order and
got the apology she deserved. Soon every date ended that way. Looking down at
the good doctor, Kelly knew how this would end too.

"I need your help with my mom." The blonde said, glancing down at her breasts.
Her nipples hardened with anticipation.

"Ah, how can I help you?" He replied worriedly. The doctor felt his plus
quicken. What did this girl know? What did she want? He had no idea.

"It's a long story. But the short end is I want you to come over tomorrow
night."

Fat chance of that, Harkin thought. But he didn't shoot the idea down right
away. It was time to fish for more info. "Why? What do you want me to do?"

"I want my mom to catch us together. I want to make her really mad."

"Together? You mean like, well, together?" The doctor said, a little shocked.
He looked at this little slut in a whole new way. Like mother, like daughter.

"Duh! I need you over by 8."

"Impossible. I could get arrested for such a thing." Harkin blurted out. He
found the girl's supple young body highly desirable, but the man had learned
his lesson with Kelly's mom. His wife had threatened him with divorce over the
whole affair. It could have cost him millions. That's why they moved upstate a
couple years ago.

"I'm 18, stupid. I'm very, very legal. Somehow you got confused about this.
I'm not askin', I'm tellin'. You will be at my house at 8 if I have to drag
you there. I'm sure you know where it's at."

"You're nuts. Does your mom know about this? Did she put you up to this little
prank?" The doctor demanded.

The blonde reached down and grabbed the larger male around the collar. Like
most older guys, he was packing a few extra pounds around the middle. But the
girl had years of conditioning on her side plus the need to dominate the
opposite sex. She just had to grunt a little as she lifted him off his chair.

"Unhand me. Put me down, young lady." The doc protested. He was shocked by
this brazen display of female strength. Girls in his day just didn't do such
things. Not that some of them couldn't, but they knew their place and what
constituted polite behavior.

Kelly ignored his protests. "Do we have an understanding, doctor? Or do I have
to put you over my knee?"

Dr. Harkin was on his feet now and staring down at the beautiful young woman.
A false sense of security returned to the older man. If she wanted violence
then he would teach her a lesson the young girl would never forget. He was
bigger, taller and stronger than this female psycho. And, most importantly, he
was a man.

So, the good doctor tried to push her down while entertaining his own debased
fantasies about seeing her tight little butt across his lap. His lesson plan
quickly went astray. The nubile little princess proved remarkably resilient.
She refused to go down even as he brought all of his male power to bear.
Sadly, the good doctor wasn't in very good shape. He didn't follow his own
advice on exercise. The man quickly started to tire.

"HI-YAH" The blonde shouted as she threw the older man back against the wall.
Kelly could have taken him down in a number of quicker, easier ways. But
besting males in a straight up test of strength always proved to be the most
effective way of subduing them. It left no room for doubt.

She followed up with a knee to the stomach, being careful to miss his vital
male organs. The good doctor doubled over. A split second later, Kelly sat in
his chair with the man over her lap. She held his hair tightly with her left
and kept his head down. Her right hand unbuckled his pants. Soon they were
around his ankles. The girl had made good on her promise.

"I don't want to have to do this but you left me no choice." Kelly warned.

Crack! Dr. Harkin howled in protest. This was definitely not proper female
behavior. The cycle of violence repeated itself over and over as Kelly hit the
doctor only to be greeted by male demands and indignation. But the defiance
eventually wilted under the grueling punishment. The demands turned into
requests, then into begging. After perhaps a hundred whacks, she had broken
him.

"So, is eight o'clock OK?" the girl demanded. Whap! She hit him again.

His body jerked from the pain. "Yes, yes. I'll be there." He replied, anything
to make this stop.

"Are you sure?" Crack! She got him again.

"Yes! Pllleeeaaase." The doctor wailed.

She stopped. The man had enough. Plus, her hand hurt like hell. "If you don't
show, there will be hell to pay. You know that?" the little blonde warned.

"Yes ma'am." The man replied softly. He had acknowledged her authority without
even thinking. But the girl heard it loud and clear.

"Good. Now stand up."

Dr. Harkin hurried to obey his new mistress. Anything beat being across her
lap. But when the doctor looked down, he wasn't quite so sure. His male
appendage rose up defiantly between his legs.

"Well, doctor, it looks like you enjoyed that as much as I did." Kelly said
while getting to her feet. She touched him and found the doctor to be warm and
throbbing. Like father, like son, she thought.

Kelly thought about the poor boy still tied up in his bedroom. "I got to go.
See you tomorrow." She said to a moaning Dr. Harkin. Then she breezed up to
Tom's room.

He was still there, happily tied to his bed. Kelly carefully cleaned up his
mess as best she could. She wanted to leave, but the girl had needs too. The
conquest of two males had left her very, very needy.

Tom's eyes widened as his dream gal dropped her shorts. She had pretty pink
panties covering her heavenly treasure. The blonde still wore her halter top.
None of the Harkin men had been able to untie the knot. Her stomach was a
thing of beauty: hard and flat with a wonderful hour glass shape. Kelly
straddled the lad's shoulders, ending any question as to her intension. She
pulled the little sock from his mouth but left his hands tied.

"Lick me, bitch, lick me!" The girl ordered, forcing his lips to her waiting
sex. She didn't bother to remove her panties.

Kelly stayed at Tom's for over an hour. She taught him the do's and don't's of
oral satisfaction. He proved to be an eager and able learner.

Dr. Harkin arrived precisely at 8 o'clock the next night. His calm,
professional exterior hid a very excited and nervous man. He rang the doorbell
at the little ranch house.

Kelly welcomed him in wearing a yellow tee shirt and blue shorts. They were
very low cut which left her midriff enticingly bare.

The older man immediately launched into lecture mode. "We don't have to do
this. Whatever's bothering you, I can talk to your mom about it ... .aarrrgh!"
He fell to his knees.

The teenage vixen had taken his left hand and was currently squeezing his
knuckles in agonizing fashion. "Shut up! Tonight you are mine. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am." Harkin replied while gazing up at the girl's dominating yellow
breasts. Her nipples were tantalizingly hard. The doctor realized that she
enjoyed punishing him. Definitely not lady-like behavior, he thought as his
own manhood swelled.

The blonde smiled as she continued her one handed domination of the older man.
He was a surgeon to the rest of the world. The male commanded a million dollar
salary, made nurses trembled at his mere words and patients listened to him as
if he was a god. But to Kelly, Dr. Harkin was just another weak, pathetic male
who had been put on this earth to service her.

When she had told the doctor of her plan, he had misunderstood the word
"together". For Kelly, male/female bonding was not the coming together of
equals. It was a game of conquest and submission. And for her mom, she decided
to put on a real show of total female supremacy.

"Strip!" the girl commanded, trying not to enjoy the humiliation of the doctor
too much. After all, this was supposed to be just an act.

Harkin hastened to obey the teenage vixen for he was acting too. Last night's
spanking had been incredible. The girl had made him feel a sense of excitement
that he hadn't known in years. Even though the doctor would not admit it (and
most men wouldn't), he had come here just to experience this goddess's control
and power. So the male pretended to be angry and hurt.

Only his male appendage betrayed his real feelings. It sprung to attention as
soon as he removed his boxers.

"We have to make this look good, like we are really lovers. So bare with me."
She took him by the hand and led him back to the bedroom.

The older man followed her, somewhat confused. His conventional mind saw them
going back to her room to do it. While not a bad thing, he wanted the more
dominant version of Kelly. He didn't have to wait long.

"Bend over and grab your ankles." The fully clothed young woman ordered her
naked man slave.

He begged her not to as she took a belt out of the drawer. But Harkin
immediately obeyed her command.

"We have to William. William? Can I call you that?" the lovely lass purred.

"Yes, of course ... eeeiiiaah." She cut him off with the kiss of the belt.

He had been prepared for another spanking but that was child's play next to
this. He no longer wanted to be dominated. But Kelly lightly touched his
burning posterior. "Just a couple more William, then we will be done. I want
mom to see a couple good welts."

"Yes ma'am." The words jumped out of his mouth before he could stop them. He
could not stop obeying this teenage vixen.

The next couple lashes exceeded the first. But he survived.

"Now we need to accessorize a bit." The blonde said, leading him over to her
dresser as if to look at a new pair of earrings. She opened the top drawer and
rummaged around a bit before pulling out a red thong. "This should do nicely.
Here put this on."

Again, Dr. Harkin found himself doing the girl's bidding. A few misgivings
slipped into his mind as he donned the feminine underwear. They looked
foolish, utterly failing to cover the symbol of his masculinity. He finally
understood that this crazy girl was prepping him for her mom, a woman that he
knew intimately. While Harkin craved Kelly's affections in the worst way, he
still had his pride and career to think about. The doctor could not allow
himself to be paraded around in a pair of panties.

"I can't wear these." Harkin declared as he started to take them off.

Kelly grabbed his hand forcefully. "Remember who's in charge tonight, doctor.
It's important for mom to see the real you: a weak, pathetic man who has given
himself totally to me. Mom needs to know that I can take her wonderful Dr.
Harkin any time I want. Understand?"

The male just nodded as he gazed into the girl's steely blue eyes. It looked
like he would be in panties for the rest of the evening.

"Good. Now we wrestle a bit." Kelly said before twisting and judo tossing the
older man. She simply loved to wrestle and could not imagine a romantic
encounter that did not include it. The spirit of competition, the close
physical contact, and the final domination turned her on like nothing else. In
some ways, she really did wish to find a man that could match her in combat.
But another side of this remarkable young woman just liked to win.

Dr. Harkin proved to be something of a disappointment. His older body just
could not take the kind of punishment that Kelly liked to dish out. Most
younger boys kept coming back for more, unable to understand how such a vision
of loveliness kept throwing them around the room. But poor Dr. Harkin could
barely stand after just three judo tosses.

But Kelly continued to practice her arts on the unfortunate male. She would
haul him to his feet and send the poor man flying. Her bedroom had a large
open area just for this purpose.

Finally, the girl locked an arm around his head and took a knee. She flipped
Harkin over her head and he smashed to the ground just ahead of her. The
cheerleader went to haul him up again but the battered male grabbed her leg
and begged for mercy.

She looked down at him from atop her firm bosom. His body glistened with sweat
and rug burns covered his flushed skin. "I think you look ready for the next
step." She said, still pretending that this was just an act.

Harkin wasn't pretending anymore. Her demonstration of total female supremacy
had literally swept him off his feet. He was hers to do with as she liked.

Sweet little Kelly ordered him on to her bed in the corner of the room. There
she bound both his hands and feet tightly to the bed posts using some leather
straps convieniently in position. This would be Harkin's final pose for the
evening. Glancing at her clock radio, Kelly mounted her male slave. She could
feel his manliness thru her shorts.

"Well, William, that didn't take as long as I planned. We have maybe a half an
hour before mom gets home. What do you want to do while we wait?" The nubile
little blonde asked from her position of power.

"I - I - I ... ." Harkin stammered. He knew exactly what he wanted to do. His
hips started to thrust against hers.

"No, No, No. We mustn't do that." Kelly replied as she dismounted him. "We
need you to be proud and strong for mom. Let's watch TV instead."

The nubile little nymph went over and turned on her little TV set. She grabbed
the remote and slid out of her shorts, revealing a matching pair of yellow
panties. Kelly then straddled the doctor's shoulders. He could see nothing but
her lovely panties.

"Do you want to eat my pussy while we wait, William?" the blonde asked
politely.

"I - I have never done that." The man admitted.

"Never? You have to be joking." Kelly demanded. Such a thing seemed
impossible. That's why god gave men tongues.

"No. Back in my day, men didn't do things like that."

"Don't worry William. I'll give you a few pointers." The blonde said as she
pulled his head forward. Just like his son the night before, Bill Harkin
proved to be an eager and fast learner.

The rest of Kelly's scheme came off according to plan. Mom came home and
caught her daughter in bed with a guy for the second time that week. Fem fury
contorted the older woman's face.

"Kelly, what are you doing?" The nurse said, storming into the bedroom like a
marine. She knew her daughter liked to dominate men. But this was outrageous.

"Just watching TV, Mom." Kelly replied.

"Get off that boy. I didn't raise you like this." Mrs. Preston shouted. She
was furious.

"OK, mom. Whatever you want." The little blonde vixen replied. She dismounted
the good doctor and adjusted her panties. Mom could see the boy's face for the
very first time. The older woman almost fainted.

"Bill?" she said to no one in particular.

"Hello, Sue." Harkin replied softly, his face slick with Kelly's juices.

The younger woman could resist laying down the law now. "This is what happens
when you sleep with my boyfriends, mom. I take yours. I'm 18 now and I want
you to butt out of my love life."

"This is all about Jeff?" Her mother shot back. She did feel guilty about
that. But not enough to stop her from seeing him 3 times in as many days.

"Yes it is. I really liked him. And you took him from me." Kelly cried. Tears
rolled down her cheeks. She might have been tougher than Bruce Lee on steroids
but she still cried like a girl.

Mrs. Preston couldn't help herself. She reached over and hugged her daughter.
"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I guess I haven't
always been a good mom. Jeff is waiting for me over at the Pines motel, room
107. Maybe you should go and see him."

"Right now?" the girl asked excitedly.

"Yes, sweetheart. Guys like Jeff don't fall off trees."

Kelly kissed her mom on the cheek, grabbed her shorts and breezed out the
door. Dr. Harkin waited for the teenage temptress to exit the room.

"Thank God, Sue, that you came home. Untie me, quick." He demanded. The male
dared a glance at his privates. His manhood stared back at him, thrusting out
of those damnable red panties.

"Maybe later." The busty blonde said as she sat on the side of the bed. "I'd
kind of like to know how you came to be in my daughter's bed wearing a pair of
her panties."

"It's kind of a long story." The doc said. He strained at his bindings but
they held him firm.

"I have all night and so do you." Sue answered while running her hand down his
hairy chest. It stopped just shy of his rock hard member.

"Stop Sue. This isn't going to get us back together. Now let me go or else."
Harkin snarled. The older blonde was a nurse and his play thing. He gave the
orders.

But much to the man's surprise, she did not obey them. Instead, Sue's hand
traveled down the length of his elongated shaft before cupping his family
jewelry. "Or what, Bill?"

"What are doing?" the male shouted. She had him by the balls and he knew it.

"We are going to play a game. I ask the question and you answer it. If I don't
like the answer, I squeeze, like this." The busty said and the man screamed.
He told her everything.

"So, instead of calling me, you came here tonight, knowing that my daughter
would humiliate you?" Sue asked while she actively fondled her old boyfriend.

"I came here to talk to her and to you. I just wanted to set things ...
aaaagh." He started but the woman cut him off with a quick squeeze.

"Tell the truth Bill. You are a terrible liar."

The poor doctor was a hell of a mess. This exquisite female torture had him
sweating profusely. He panted and trembled as she alternated between pleasure
and pain. "I came here for your daughter. I wanted her to - to -to ... "

"To spank you." She finished.

"Yes."

"To beat you up."

"Yes! Yes!"

"To make you wear panties and service her sexually."

"God Yes!" the male cried. He shook with pure lust now. His manhood
desperately seeking the release that had been so long denied him.

Much to his despair, Sue released his throbbing tool and stood up. Her nurse's
dress disappeared a second later. "This is all your fault. The whole goddam
thing. If you had just given me some affection and attention, this would never
have happened."

"I'm sorry." Harkin replied. He gazed at the awesome blonde. She wore a
strapless bra that somehow supported her massive bosom. A small white thong
bracketed the woman's strong hips while silky white stockings graced her long
legs.

"I'll bet you are." Sue said as she released his arms then his legs. "You can
go now."

The doctor was stunned. A few minutes ago he really did want to leave. But not
anymore ...

"Come on, get up." the big chested blonde said as she helped him to stand. He
looked weak and helpless. Her hand went to the strap of his panties. "You
probably won't be needing these any more."

Slowly Sue pulled them down, his stiff manhood flopping freely now. He was so
close, so hot, so desirable. And yet she could not bring herself to take him.
Jeff had been different. The boy had been a little more than a toy to her. But
this was Dr. Harkin.

Bill stepped out of the panties but he didn't leave. He turned to Nurse
Preston. Normally they stood about the same height. But the woman still wore
3" heels from work. She seemed to tower over the naked male.

"Sue ... " he started, somewhat at a loss for words. He didn't need them.

The busty blonde lost control. She seized his arms and drove the male back to
the wall. They hit hard. Sue pinned his hands by his ears and kissed him
roughly, firmly in control. They didn't need words. Both adults knew the
score.

Kelly arrived about the same time at room 107. Her old pledge of chastity
weighed heavily on her mind. Jeff would never be the one, she knew that. The
girl knocked on the door anyhow. Sweet little Tom answered.

"Tom?" she said, surprised.

"Kelly?" he answered, involuntarily taking a step back. He had not forgotten
being tied to his bed last night. The lad eyed the gorgeous blonde in her
teensy weensy shorts warily.

"What are you doing here?" the girl asked as she forced her way into the motel
room.

"I asked him to come." Jeff said, sitting on the side of double bed. "Where's
your mom?"

"She's not coming. I came instead."

Jeff got up from the bed slowly, his rear ached from repeated discipline from
Mrs. Preston. "Tell your mom its over."

"She knows that. I told her to stay away from you." The girl said, walking
over to the larger male.

"Good. We'll just be leaving then. Lets go, Tom." Jeff announced. He wanted
nothing more to do with the Preston girls.

"Oh no you're not. I didn't drive all the way out here for nothing." The
blonde shot back. She brazenly blocked Jeff's path to the door.

The boy was in no mood for this uppity female crap. "Kelly, there's two of
here this time. You can't stop us if we want to leave." Jeff demanded.

"You want to bet?" the nubile little blonde asked. She dropped into her karate
stance. Both boys retreated.

Kelly pressed her advantage and advanced. The males, unsure of their
abilities, continued to fall back until she had them cornered. "Guys, there's
no back door. If you want to leave you have to go the other way." The girl
teased. The only thing better than terrorizing a boy was doing two at the same
time.

With his back literally against the wall Jeff launched him self at the little
vixen. He tried to use his size and strength to roll over this foe. But she
was ready. Kelly grabbed his outstretched arm, step inside his rush and used
his own momentum to send him flying. The lad land on the bed then bounced off
the other side.

Tom made a gallant try to help his friend. Kelly had her back turned and he
grabbed her in a reverse bear hug, trapping her arms at her sides. The girl
struggled madly but could not break free.

Jeff got up from the ground and smiled. His wimpy friend had caged the she-
cat. The bigger male could not resist the chance to gloat. "So how does it
feel, bitch?" He said with a grin, his mind racing with possibilities.

The girl had flirted with the idea of surrender. There would be no shame in
that, not against two larger boys. And it would release her from the pledge.
But now, she could not. Jeff needed to be taught manners. She waited patiently
for him to get into range.

"It feels great." Kelly said as she launched the larger boy back to the bed
with a two footed kick.

Tom held on for dear life. He knew that if this hellion ever got free ... Then
the boy felt her hand slide on to his crotch. It might have looked like the
male was in control, but the reality was quite different.

"Please don't." he begged the nubile little blonde but it was too late. The
squeezing had already begun. Kelly easily broke free with her other arm. She
spun and hit Tom with a side kick to the chest. He flew back into the corner
and flopped down.

This time Jeff looked up to find Kelly free and staring back at him. His
friend lay slumped in the corner. The odds were now 1 on 1. And those sucked.
Big Jeff bolted for the door.

He at least got the door open before the girl slammed him face first into it.
The two collapsed in a pile and a desperate struggle ensued. Somehow, the male
got the upper hand. He rolled on top of the wily female and pinned her. Kelly
arched her back and tried to throw the boy off but he was too heavy.

"I guess you got me this time." She said, shaking her sweet little melons.

"Yeah, I can take you as long as you don't use any of that oriental martial
crap on me." Jeff replied proudly. He could not understand why the girl was
smiling so ...