He Likes it. Hey Mikey! by Nancy (Comments and questions to Nancy at nancysims396@yahoo.com) Boys never cease to amaze me. They like the strangest things. Mikey likes getting beaten up by girls. I'm a girl. And I like beating up Mikey. After beating up and humiliating Curtis, I realized that I liked it. I began taking boxing lessons at a gym that specializes in boxing and MMA sparring and training. I was a natural and loved the exhilaration of punching someone. About a third of the students were women. And women talk. One day I overheard a conversation between 2 women. One was telling the other about a fight she had with a guy named Mikey. He is a poor student at the club. In fact he's the worst. Turns out that Mikey gets off on getting beaten up by women. He asked for it and she was only too happy to do it. I found myself jealous of that girl. Mikey watched the women more than he worked. And I noticed that he seemed to be fixated on me. I decided to confront him. I approached him and mentioned that he seemed to like watching me box. He smiled and nodded affirmatively. He said he has been watching me and that I'm improving steadily. I then asked if he was one of those guys who fantasize about boxing a chick and getting beaten up? I studied his reaction. It wasn't hard to tell. Mikey turned 100 shades of red and looked down avoiding eye contact with me. I detected a stirring in his pants. He almost imperceptibly nodded his head. Then I asked if he was hoping to get me to beat him up. He looked up at me and nodded his head affirmatively but said "maybe." I just stood there without saying anything just staring him into shame. He looked away and I looked down and noticed he was tenting big time. My pulse quickened and I felt my pussy getting wet. I suggested that we talk about it. We grabbed a table at the juice bar and Mikey proceeded to open up about his obsession with female domination and supremacy. He grew up getting beaten up by his 2 older sisters. By the time he got to high school he was ready to find new girls and new ways to get beaten up. He managed to get beaten up a few times by a couple of girls soccer players and once by a tennis player. He said that it strangely and powerfully turned him on and afterward he would masturbate in the shower while crying and replaying the fight in his mind. He asked if I had ever beaten up a guy and I told him all about the fight I had with Curtis. He was impressed and very excited and wanted to know if I would be willing to beat him up. He said that he wanted to get knocked out. He's been dreaming about it for a while and though he's gotten his ass kicked a few times, he's never been knocked out. I told him it would be my pleasure to knock him out but it was going to cost him. He asked what I meant and I told him that he would have to find that out on his own. We decided to set up a match. I told him that we could work out the details in his car. We sat in his car and I told him what was going to happen. As I was explaining how I was going to not only beat him up, but I was really gonna humiliate him unlike anything he has ever experienced, I grabbed his rock hard cock through his pants and proceeded to unzip him and pull out his throbbing boner. As I was describing the beating I was going to inflict upon him, I jerked him off. In about 30 seconds he groaned and started shooting his spunk all over himself. I couldn't wait until the weekend. Saturday morning finally arrived and I picked him up at 10:30 am. My parents were out of town so I had the whole house to myself and more importantly, nobody to interrupt us. Mikey was noticeably fidgety in the car. He was obviously afraid. He looked at me wistfully and said "we're really going to do this aren't we? Sometimes the anticipation of getting beaten up or the memory of it is better than the actual beating. I hate the pain and humiliation, but I can't help myself, I crave it. I'm such a loser. I deserve to get beaten up a girl." "Don't be so hard on yourself Mikey. That's my job." He laughed and that seemed to loosen him up a bit. "Did you jerk off last night as you imagined getting knocked out cold by a sexy girl? I have a confession to make. I did" I almost whispered. He nodded ashamedly. "I'll bet that you want me to strip you naked and jerk you off after I knock you out cold. Don't you?" "That would be amazing," he replied. The thought of beating him into submission and knocking him out cold was very exciting to me. Part of Curtis was aroused by my domination of him, but he mostly hated it. Mikey unabashedly craved it. I had heard about guys like Mikey, but I had never really known one. I planned on dominating and humiliating Mikey physically, emotionally, psychologically, and ultimately, sexually. The more layers of humiliation I could inflict upon Mikey, the more excited I got. We soon arrived at my parents house. They were out of town so we had the whole house all to ourselves. We made our way down to the rec room where this knock out was going to occur. I told him to wait while I changed. I returned in a pair of semitransparent white panties and a headband to keep my hair out of my eyes. I was topless and my little titties were standing proudly. Mikey's eyes almost bugged out of his head. He looked like he had never seen a near naked girl before. I told him to disrobe and only leave on his boxers. As he began taking off his clothes, I checked him out. He's about 5 seven and 140 pounds. He has no muscle definition to speak of. He has dark brown curly hair and his body was hairless except for a couple of tufts around his nipples and belly button. His black boxers did little to hide his erection. I'm about 5 five and 120 pounds of mostly muscle. He put in his mouth guard and velcro boxing gloves. I asked him if he was ready to get knocked out cold by a girl. He nodded hesitantly. Before we started I told him to get down on his knees. "Kiss my feet and then ask me nicely to beat you up and knock you out. Tell me how much of a pussy you are and that you deserve to be dominated and humiliated by the better and stronger girl." What a rush it was to have this little sissy boy kneeling and kissing my feet. He asked me nicely to beat him up and knock him out cold. We touched gloves and began. End of part 1. To be continued.