Title: Set Free, The conclusion.
by The Kidd
Tiffany straightens out her beau in an extremely humiliating painful, fashion.


Ryan like Ray with Dawn, wanted to start balling like a little baby, when
Tiffany told him to prepare himself in some wrestling clothes, and that they
would be wrestling again tonight.

Ryan sat on the edge of his bed with his head lowered in his hands, and just
with his gray sweats on,and not yet in a tanktop, socks, nor tennis shoes,
when Tiffany came through the bedroom door saying, "Now Ryan, you can just
quit your pouting like some little girl, and get your butt out here into the
livingroom.. You know what time it is, besides i have a couple of friends
waiting out there, that will be our little audience this evening."

Ryan then brought his head quickly up from his cupped hands, and with
wideeyes, and surprise all over his face, he replied to his girlfriend Tiffany
saying, "What!?! What Tiffany!?! You haven't humiliated me enough just
wrestling privately, beating me with ease, and besides a lot of hurt, when we
had wrestled alone!?!" Now you have to bring a couple of your friends in to
watch you beat me to a pulp!?!"

Tiffany then laughed some at Ryan, and returned to him replying, "Yes you
silly little boy, because i'm gonna do whatever it takes for you to decide to
give up them nasty cigarettes. Now quit your whining, and stop hesitating
here, or do you want me to drag your butt out into the livingroom, where Dawn,
and Heather, can see a crying, screaming, kicking little boy, before he even
gets his little butt spanked?"

"Please, pleaseee Tiffany, don't do this to me, not in front of your friends,"
Ryan returned. Tiffany then replied telling Ryan, "I'm not going to tell you
again Ryan. Now get your ass up from off that bed, and follow me, or do you
need some help little man?"

Tiffany then started towards Ryan, with him rising from the bed quickly, and
saying while stuttering some, "O, OK,,ok Tiff, i'm moving see." Ryan even
though he seemed whupped, beaten, and under Tiffany's control at this time,
you would of thought that Tiffany would've had him convinced several wrestling
matches ago, to give up the cigarettes. Though when it came to a vice like
smoking that Ryan enjoyed, getting his butt kicked by his girlfriend wasn't
enough yet at this point to convince him otherwise.

Ryan was just behind Tiffany when they had entered the livingroom of his
apartment, and with Heather, and Dawn giggling at him as he came in. Heather
then said to Ryan teasing him, "So Ryan, tell me how is it going to feel
having your ass kicked by your girlfriend in your own place while we watch?
Teehee,, heehee..."

Ryan didn't answer Heather with his face growing red with humiliation. Then
Dawn spoke up adding, "You know boy, you wouldn't be going through this if you
would've taken to your prior lessons with Tiffany here several matches ago!
But like most men, or boys should i say, has to be babylike, and stubborn. So
i guess you know why you'll be getting this public spanking."

Tiffany then spoke up, "OK Ok girls enough, even though your following your
lines here with the taunting is good, allow me to deal with this boy now,
please..."

Really, with the way Heather, and Dawn had come on to Ryan, when entering the
room, that the two of them would've quickly obliged Tiffany with kicking his
ass, if she would've permitted them, instead of her getting ready to do it.

Ray's livingroom was cleared of all it's funiture, with only a couple of
beanbagged filled chairs remaining, in which Tiffany's two girlfriends were
occupying. Then as Ryan stood nervously center of the room, Tiffany took a
step towards him with her now facing him, and giving him a hard stern look his
face she placed her hands on his bare chest, and gave him a slight shove back
saying, "You ready Ryan, come on boy, come get some of mommy!" Ryan looked
nervoulsy about, then when seeing Heather, and Dawn giggling at him, he jumped
forward towards Dawn awkwardly, but with some speed. Ryan's desperate plan of
offence was to take Tiffany down in a tackle.

Now it was all kind of funny to the two girls watching as the both of them
could see that Ryan was in no way a match for Tiffany. Ryan was way out of
shape when it came to his physical strength, and endurance, with him being on
the chubby side, and his smoking hadn't helped him much with building up any
strength, but in fact made him even weaker. Obvious note as to what smoking
can do to one's health.

If you think about it with Tiffany being the strong athletic girl that she
was, compared to Ryan you would be convinced that this young lady could rip
this boy a new one, and would be showing compassion towards him, if she left
him with the one he already had.

Tiffany was just an inch or so taller then Ryan, and built like a solid trojan
horse, with her being solidly packed with thick layers of padded muscles.
Tiffany sported a whitesports bra, and a black pair of spandex giving her
thick muscular physique every compliment that it could add to her beauty.

Well the short bouncy redhead Tiffany met Ryan's attack. As Ryan took Tiffany
by her solid upperbody, wrapping his arms about her to take her down in a
tackle, Tiffany quickly did the same wrapping her strong solid arms about
Ryan, but even with Ryan's momentum, that should've seemed to be in his favor,
found his attack of offence being quickly countered.

Ryan then felt his feet leave the floor with Tiffany taking him up, then
turning with him slightly to her right, and away from the two girls watching.
Tiffany then brought Ryan down hard, taking him onto his back, and landing
with a solid thud. Tiffany's body landed squarely ontop of Ryan, expelling a
large ammount of oxygen from his lungs in the process.

A gush of wind left escaping Ryans chest, as Tiffany came crashing down ontop
of him, with her weight of 168lbs, and every bit of her solid 5'8" womanly
frame.

But right at this point, Ryan wasn't feeling as though some pretty young woman
was falling ontop of him softly, but instead it felt like a two thousand pound
pick-up truck just landed ontop of him.

"AAaarrrhhggGGG!!" Ryan cried loudly, while trying to regain his loss of
breath due to the bodycrushing weight of Tiffany. Tiffany though wasted no
time into manuvering Ryan onto his stomach. Then with Tiffany lying
outstretched head to toe over Ryan's body having him pinned face first into
the carpet, she pulled him into a fullnelson.

Ryan struggled hard to break free from beneath Tiffany, but instead burnt alot
of wasted energy in his attempt. Ryan just didn't have the physical strength
to outmuscle his girlfriend, and now he was paying for it dearly, as Tiffany,
worked on his head, and neck pushing his head foward until his chin was
pushing hard into his chest. Ryan in fact was getting a real good taste of the
livingroom carpet with it's plush threaded fabric stuffing his nostrils, and
nearly cutting off all his breathing with him having a mouthful of the same.

As Heather, and Dawn giggled at Ryan's demise, his humiliation grew, as tears
began welling up in his eyes. Heather then spoke up while giggling even more,
"Teehee,, heehee,,, hee... Golly gee whiz, Ryan is about to start balling like
a little baby. What'd be up Ryan can't you break free? Ahhh,, poor little
boy.. I guess smoking has really taken you way out of shape, hmmm?"

"Smoking, and the lack of working out!" Dawn added, then both girls broke out
into a laughter while prodding each other playfully while sitting next to each
other on the beanbag chairs.

The pain grew in Ryan's neck, and shoulders, with Tiffany throttling Ryans
head, and neck with her hard rippling forearms. Tiffany's forearms rippled
with hard gorgeous muscles, that couldn't go unoticed, and with her working
over Ryan in such a hold caused his misery only to grow. Then Tiffany placed
her lowerlegs between Ryan's legs, hooking her ankles into his to begin the
stretching of a grapevine..

Now this grapevine that Tiffany was going to use on Ryan, was while she had
him pinned to the floor on his stomach, in the reverse mannor opposed to
having him on his back while applying a grapvine .

Ryan knew how much a grapevine could hurt in either position, with a grapvine
pulling a man's legs apart then stretching the innermuscles of the thighs in
the process. But the pain in the thigh muscles would only be the beginning,
because the painful stretching of muscles would only continue to the groin
area. So as Ryan felt his legs being slowly pulled apart, he tried to bring
them together fighting against the strength of Tiffany's legs.

Slowly Ryan was failing at keeping Tiffany from taking his legs, and spreading
them apart. Tiffany's thighs, as well as her lowerlegs were far to
overpowering for Ryan to outmuscle. Ryan was just to weak overall, and Tiffany
was just far to much stronger then him, as well as she was a far better
wrestler then he was. Ryan began moaning in pain, as he felt his legs stretch
apart to even a greater degree, with his innerthigh muscles beginning to take
the hard stretch. Tiffany then spoke up taunting Ryan some, "Come on babyboy,
quit being such a little wimp, and fight back. Come Ryan, you can do better
then that.. Really, are you that much of a weakling?"

"IIIiieeaaahhggGGG!!!" Ryan felt has though his legs were being ripped apart,
and was about to be seperated from their sockets, with Tiffany spreading his
legs further apart with hers. The pain that Ryan was now feeling between his
legs was so intense, it felt as though every muscle fiber in his innerthighs
were in burning flames. Tiffany was now enjoying herself, seeing how much
anguish she had Ryan in. Tiffany had Ryan just where she wanted him now. Ryan
wasn't going nowhere fast, in fact Tiffany was making sure, as she held him
prisoner, keeping him held captive within the painful grapevine, and
fullnelson.

Ryan managed to whine out a plead, and cried while the tears broke free from
his eyes, "Pleaseee,, pleaseeeeee stop Tiff, please stop your hurting meee..."
Tiffany then spoke up asking Ryan, "And if i do stop hurting you sweetie, will
you tell me that you'll be finally giving up the smoking habit,, hmmm?" Ryan
grew silent, even though his sobbing could be heard. Then Dawn spoke saying,
"Give the wimp some more rough treatment girlfriend if he wants to clam up!"

Tiffany did just that, with Ryan still holding to his silence. Tiffany then
repositioned herself on Ryan, releasing him from the grapevine, and
fullnelson, but quickly took a seated position on Ryan's back. Ryan really had
no time to put up a good struggle to break free, nor could he avoid having his
arms pulled up, and back with Tiffany draping them over her upperlegs, then
trapping them behind hers, thus taking Ryan into a painful camelclutch. Ryan
was helpess at this point, and the pain only grew in his back, with his arms
not being able to give him support against the floor.

"AaaarrrhhggGGG!!!" Ryan cried loudly as he felt the strong hands of his
girlfriend force up on his head, while having her fingers interlocked into
each other beneath his chin. The pain in Ryan's back, neck, and shoulders was
increasing at a steady punishing pace as Tiffany slowly increased the force
behind her steady pull on Ryan's head. Ryan was crying more steadily now, with
him enduring some severe pain feeling as though his lower back was about to
break beneath the pressure.

Heather, and Dawn was giggling some still, but softly now. It was though they
were being silenced by the awe of watching Tiffany pour out the pain racking
punishment upon poor Ryan. Dawn actually winced as she watched Tiffany exert a
little more force behind each passing moment, and seeing the horrified
expression of pain that was steadily increasing, and etching itself across
Ryan's tear streaked face.

"My Gawd Heather, if she don't leave up on him soon, she's gonna litterly
break Ryan in two," Dawn said softly to her friend. Heather was now
speechless, with her not knowing how to answer Dawn, but was in agreement with
Dawn, pondering the same worrisome thought within' her own mind.

Tiffany had a look on her face of evil delight, but in contradiction to the
expression on her face, as if she had the intent of purposely breaking Ryan,
she said to her girlfriends, "Don't worry girls i'm not going to seriously
injure Ryan, but this little boy will be taking heed to my advice after this
night."

Ryan wanted to scream out his pain, but the torture that was racking his back,
was withholding those screams of torment back.

Tiffany held Ryan in a firm position within' the grip of the camelclutch she
had on Ryan, not decreasing, or increasing any pressure on Ryan's upperbody,
keeping held in that one location. But the firm pressure that was kept on Ryan
within' the hold, kept his upperbody still screaming for mercy, and release.
Tiffany then spoke as Ryan groaned horribaly in pain, saying, "Now Ryan, will
you listen to me please? Will you sweatheart seriously give up the vice of
smoking?" Ryan could only groan in pain, but that only added to the suffering
he was in, but allowed Tiffany to continue her lecture, "You can see how out
of shape you are in Ryan, and if you think about it for a moment, you are
suppose to be the stronger sex here. Really Ryan, should a man be losing his
ass in a fight, or should i say in a wrestling match against a woman?"

Ryan still couldn't speak in return, with the steady flow of pain surging
through his back still. "Poor poor, poor little Ryan. Gee your just a weak
little man that is unhealthy due to smoking, and due to your lack of interest
in getting fit, and strong! Now when are you going to learn, when some little
middleschool girl is capable of kicking your ass, like i am doing here now? It
would be pretty sad if it ever came to that day sweetie, so i hope you begin
to do something about your weak sorry ass soon!"

Ryan was ready to listen now, as Tiffany continued to talk with her womanly
wisdom. "You see dear, if you would only give up the cigs, and do away with
eating all that fastfood junk, and take yourself to a gym on a regular basis,
you might be able to keep up with us girls here. Otherwise your just going to
remain a little weakling, and who knows then, maybe just about any girl could
kick your ass, and that would even be in a real fight."

The thought of any girl scared Ryan some. Ryan's baby sister who was just on
her way into highschool, was already trying to push her weight around with
him, even intimadating him now at times. Ryan thought for a moment as he
strain with tears still running slowly down his cheeks. "What type of
humiliation would he suffer if a young girl several or so years younger then
himself, as his sister was, would become capable of giving him a real
asskicking?" Ryan knew already of the dangers of smoking, and what unhealthy
eating could do to a body. Ryan was crying in his mind, and was thinking that
if Tiffany would just leave up on the backbreaking camelclutch she had him in,
he would litterly cry out his submission, and agreement to her in tears.

Well the grace of Ryan was granted to him, with Tiffany now alieving him of
the pressure that she was applying to his back.

Ryan now had some space to regain his composure, and a little strength, but
that did not keep him from crying out in tears his anguish to Tiffany.
Heather, and Dawn then started to pick up a new pace of giggling before
Tiffany stopped them saying, "Quiet girls, let him speak, please..."

Ryan sobbed as he threw up the white flag of submission to Tiffany, telling
her with tears rolling from his eyes, "Pleaseee, pleaseee,, baby i'll give up
the cigarettes... Just stop hurting me pleaseeeeee... pleaseeee stop..."

A smile broke across Tiffany's face, and as she turned to her girlfriends, she
had accidently forced up on Ryan's head taking his upperbody even further up,
"IIIeeeaaahhhgggGGG!!!" Ryan screamed out in a loud pitch, and thinking his
back was just a split second away from breaking.. Tiffany then caught her
mistake, and suddenly released Ryan's head allowing his back the needed mercy.
"Sorry baby, i'm so sorry... I hope i didn't seriously hurt you..." Tiffany
then pulled her legs back some, allowing Ryan's arm to drop free from them,
giving him a somewhat comfortable position beneath her.

Then Tiffany before speaking with her girlfriends made sure that Ryan was OK
first, then said turning to them, "Now here lies my beau..."

First it was Dawn being successful at convincing her beau, then Heather, now
Tiffany was successful, and the three girls made their success known to
Samantha. After Samantha got the news of all three successes of the girls, she
invited them over to her, and her husband's home for a bbq that her hubby, and
herself was going to treat themselfs to. Samantha was so kind that she allowed
the girls to bring their boyfriends along.

It was a celebration for the three girls of a sort to attend Samantha's, and
her husband's backyard bbq, and to enjoy that time with their beaus as well.

Well the four couples got along fine that day at the cookout, but Samantha had
to hush her hubby's poor humour up when he suggested in a joke to the other
three men that they could maybe sneak off for a smoke together.

Samantha did so with correcting her husband by stepping up to the side of him
while he sat in a lawnchair telling him softly, "Listen Gail, if you don't
want me to kick your ass in front of all these good people you'll cut the
humour!"

Well Samantha's hubby behaved well for the rest of the cookout, and ended the
day in good grace, with the three girls, and their beaus, bidding Samantha
farewell. The three girls gave an added thanks to Samantha before leaving. Yes
the day ended well for Heather, Dawn, and Tiffany, with each of them to their
own boyfriends. Then all three couples departed, Samantha's company, with all
being in good spirits.

The end...