Paybacks are a bitch!
by The "T.K.O Kidd" desio@adelphia.net
a man is beaten up by a girl, that owes her Uncle an unpaid debt.


Paybacks are a bitch!

Gerald was a man in his late forties, a burly type man that stood five foot
seven, or so. His drawn facial features though was showing him to be a bit
older then he actually was, and all due to the rough life of drinking, and
having seen his days of barroom brawling. Gerald a man weighing one hundred,
and seventynine pounds, with his body still possessing a considerable ammount
of solid aged muscles, still thought himself to be a scrapper.

Gerald in his younger years rarely lost a fight, and only lost a few out of
many that he has been in recently with him now closing in on the age of
becoming fifty years old.

Well there Gerald was at his favorite watering hole, being a local pub, that
he would frequent often. Gerald was just finishing up his seventh beer of the
evening, when he noticed two well built, but young girls walking into the bar,
and taking a stool directly opposite of him across the bar. Both girls ordered
a drink with one taking a long neck bottle of brewski, and with the other who
appeared somewhat younger, taking a Jack, and cola. Gerald couldn't believe
Rosco the bartender not even carding the two girls. "Damn, both of them don't
look old enough to be drinking, let alone the one that ordered the whiskey,
and coke!" Gerald told himself, and made it quite clear, and rather openly
outload to Rosco with the two girls also catching an earfull, being quite able
to hear Gerald's complaint.

Well the younger of the two girls, having just finishing her mixed drink,
slapped the emptied glass of her drink of choice to the bars suface hard. The
cute bright eyed blonde then stood to her feet, and with her bright eyes
growing rather firey in anger, she relieved herself of her leather jacket,
with her tossing it into a booth behind her.

Now Gerald was taken by surprise, and impressed by this girl's physique, with
her standing maybe an inch or two shorter then himself, but what impressed him
was that this girl for appearing as young as she did, had a strong thick solid
body on her. Gerald sipped on his new tall neck bottle of beer, while he
overlooked this girl, who was now looking in his direction, without favoring
him much, and allowed this girl to impress him. Really the girl wasn't of
legal age, yet she had arms on her that most boys, or if any her age or older
would come near to having.

"Brenda, will you please take a seat, and chill a bit? I'm sure the guy didn't
direct his comment towards us personally," Colleena said to her younger
girlfriend. Brenda being the cute yet an obvious muscular teen girl, sporting
a white tanktop, that complimented her young supple well rounded breasts,
looked to Colleena, her friend, and answered her saying, "If the asshole has
another comment, let him make it to my face, instead of whining to the
bartender here!" Colleena then looked to Gerald asking him, "Please mister,
tell her you didn't mean nothing by what you said."

Trouble was brewing, and Gerald would of never thought for a moment that his
next brawl would be with a girl that would be old enough to be his own
daughter, but Brenda wouldn't let go, nor listen to her friend.

But it wasn't Brenda who fired up the next statement, but Gerald spoke up
before, Brenda could say anything more, "Really you two sweet tarts, look good
enuff to buy a drink for, but i don't want to be arrested for contributing to
the delinquency of two babies still in diapers."

Well Brenda's present anger turned to fury, and with Colleena trying to take
ahold of Brenda's arm to restrain her, found her hand empty, with Brenda
ripping her arm free of Colleena's grasp. Brenda strutted around the bar,
making her way to Gerald's side, and with intentions of seriously hurting
someone. Maybe Gerald? :D

Gerald for a moment was taken by the boldness of this girl, with her now right
up in his face. Gerald was frozen in his seat, not by fear, but by some
intimadation, and as he sat, he now sat listening to this girl, who was now
pointing a finger directly in his face, and telling him in so many words,
"Look buddy, if i wanted to sit in here all night, and listen to your crap, i
would ask you, but since your not being asked, why don't you just sit there,
and keep your fucking mouth shut, before i decide to shove my foot where the
sun doesn't shine!"

"Oh yeah! Well excuse me missy, but my mannors would tell me it would be a
better idea to just tell you politely to go home. Besides i'm not into
spanking rough neck little teenie boppers on their little rosey red asses,
even though that would be a damn good idea!" Gerald retorted.

Well before Gerald could make another retort, he found a pair of young hands
being shoved into his chest, and with a bigger surprise found himself falling
backwards off of his barstool onto the wooden based floor, and not so softly.
"AArrhhggGGG!"

The sound of Gerald's body hitting the floor with him landing hard onto his
back, came with a loud thud. Gerald's wind was gone for a moment, but with
some time that Brenda was giving him he recollected his composure, and then
pulled himself to his feet.

Rosco at this time was in the back of the establisment, and was cleaning up
some, with the commotion in the front of the bar going unheard from his ears.
At this present time at the bar, and at the sceen, Gerald was now trying to
avoid a fight with the young girl, and Colleena was now only trying to keep
Brenda from making another assault on Gerald. "Please Brenda, we can just go,
and drink a few in the car, while taking a drive. You don't need to bother
yourself with this man. Come on please, Brenda, lets just go, and have a good
time elsewhere..."

"Yeah sweetheart, listen to your girly friend here, she seems smarter then
you!" Gerald said. SMACK!!! "IIiiieeeaahhgggGGG!!!" The sound of hard knuckle,
and flesh against flesh resounded loudly, with Brenda driving her fist into
the side of Gerald's face. Gerald staggered back, from Brenda's punch, and
took his right hand to the left side of his cheek, that was now burning
brightly with a crimson red, and was now taking into consideration of
defending himself. As Gerald made his way towards Brenda rubbing his sore
cheek still, it was Brenda who delivered another solid right, catching Gerald
directly on the same side of his cheek with another hard shot, just as Gerald
was lowering his hand from his face. "AAaarrhhggGGG!"

The second punch to Gerald this time from Brenda, sent him staggering back at
a quicker pace, driving him back against a pool table several feet behind him,
and Gerald let out another loud cry as his back hit hard with a loud thud,
causing a sharp pain shooting wickedly throughout his back. "AAAaahhhggGG!!"

Brenda had quite a bit of confindence in herself as a fighter, and did allow
Gerald to regain himself a second time, but this time Gerald had it in mind
that he wasn't going to take a third shot from the girl. Gerald came from
against the pool table towards Brenda, now curling the both of his hands into
a fist, and said to her almost regrettfully, "I'm really going to hate doing
this, but your giving me no other choice here..." Brenda laughed now for the
first time heartily, and returned to Gerald telling him, "Well well well,
little man, you just bring it on, because i'm gonna prove to you old man, that
you can't dance, but mama here will certainly rock, and roll, starting where i
left off, and that's on your face!"

"My gawd!" Gerald thought to himself. He couldn't believe it, but he was about
to do a tango with a girl, who was still fresh in her teens, but with a
teenaged girl, that was built like a solid redbrick shithouse!

Gerald was the first of the two mixed combatants that threw a punch, with his
punch finding its target landing hard to Brenda's jaw, and with it taking her
back a few steps. Gerald thought the punch alone should of ended the fight
without any question, as it would of against most average men, but Brenda was
not your normal girl, nor was she on a level with most average men. Brenda
recovered well from Gerald's punch, and more to Gerald's surprise Brenda was
ready for more, and took more, when Gerald landed three more punches, with
them being two hard left jabs, followed by right hook.

Colleena now took a seat with Rosco who was now at the bar, and drank a beer
along with her while the fight between Brenda, and Gerald was taking place,
watching it with some eagerness. Colleena knew once Brenda would get started,
there would be little to stop her, and Rosco always wanting to be at ringside
at any fight, never wanting to bothered breaking up a fight that he considered
to be a promising one, even if it did involve a girl, that was just a young
girl, going up against an adult man. Besides Rosco was curious to find out, if
Brenda could hold her own against the burley fighting type man who was known
for it, being Gerald.

Brenda smiled mecheivously at Gerald, while pulling her hand from the corner
of her mouth, and finding a taint of blood on her fingers said to him, "That
was good mister, but i hope that wasn't your best, because now it's my turn!"

Brenda moved in towards Gerald with her advancing on him like a streetfighter,
and avoided Gerald's next two punches with a left, then a right just missing
her head twice, as she ducked below them both. Brenda didn't allow Gerald to
respond with another punch, as she drove a sharp kick into the left shin of
his leg, as she rose from her defensive position. "IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG!!!"
Gerald cried loudly as he staggered back from Brenda's kick to his shin, and
as he lowered himself to comfort his throbbing leg that was stinging badly
with pain, Brenda took him upright to standing catching Gerald hard beneath
his jaw with a punishing uppercut.

"AArrhhggGGG!!" Gerald cried again, and the assault was on, with Brenda now
driving Gerald back with a flurry of wicked punches.. Brenda peppered Gerald's
face with a barrage of punches, landing blow after blow, jabs, after jabs,
with them following with even harder punches, combining her lightning quick
jabs with some punishing headshots, landing a few right crosses to the high
part of his dome.

Gerald was gone with his thoughts, and his mind now swept into panic, as he
found himself desperately trying to avoid Brenda, and the punishment that she
was now dishing out to him. Gerald found himself by a wall where the jukebox
was, more so with Gerald being cornered against the wall, and the jukebox.
Gerald was now trying to cover himself in protection with his arms, trying his
best to only support himself with a barrier, that would keep Brenda's fists of
fury from hurting him any further.

Gerald though was failing miserably, with Brenda now pounding away at his
midsection, with solid lefts, and rights, working her way through Gerald's
arms that was now falling sorely away from covering his body in protection.
Gerald's arms stung with a burning pain, and with them now bruising up, from
Brenda pounding them away, with her speedy like fists. Gerald's body was now
an opened target, and even though Gerald had a strong midsection, it was even
breaking under at the fury of Brenda's fists. Brenda continued to drive her
hardened knuckles into Gerald's stomach, softening up his gut with continual
punches. Gerald was now feeling sick to his stomach as his abdomen muscles
were now breaking down, and softening beneath the blows of Brenda's fists.
Gerald tried at times to pull himself away from the wall, and jukbox, but only
found himself being driven back against it, unforgivenly. Brenda wasn't
allowing no space for Gerald to recover, and Gerald was definately hurting now
in the worst way, with Brenda keeping him captive, and at bay with her working
Gerald over without mercy, with him leaning heavily against the jukbox sagging
some. Gerald's belly was now feeling every stinging blow from Brenda, with her
fists sinking into his gut, as if she was driving them into a pillow that had
no sort of support whatsoever now.

Tears were now forming in the corners of Gerald's eyes, and Brenda spotted his
weakness, and breaking down quickly, and began taunting him, "Oh my, oh my.
The big tough guy who thought he could fight, is going to start crying! How
does it feel little man, getting your ass kicked by a little girl, hmmm,,, you
fucking WIMP!?!"

Gerald was too embarrassed to answer Brenda, and shame filled his mind with
his tears now finding a steady streak down his reddened cheeks. Brenda loved
it, and pounded a few more sharp body shots to Gerald, with her now having
him, balling like a baby. Gerald was beginning to double over, with him
clutching his gut with his arms that were folded over his stomach, with Brenda
now bringing her assault on him to a brief end.

Gerald clutched his stomach in pain, as he continued to cry, trying to comfort
himself from the beating he just suffered, but Brenda wasn't yet to end his
misery yet. Brenda took Gerald by the collar of his shirt, forcing him upright
against the jukebox, and pressing him hard against it, and with her telling
him, "Now little man, i don't see you being so fucking cocky now!" An idea
popped suddenly into Brenda's mind, and with her still holding Gerald against
the jukebox, she looked back to her friend Colleena, then to Rosco, and said
to Rosco asking, "Hey Uncle Rosco, you said this asshole here, has a bartab
yet to be paid, and that he owed it for sometime now, correct?"

Gerald's eyes widened with surprise, and Rosco noticing said to him, "Gerald,
don't be so fucking surprised that this girl here is my niece, besides you pay
up, or i'll have Brenda kick your sorry ass some more. Now what's it gonna be
boy!?!"

"Fuck you, just take yourself, and a dildo, and go fuck yourself, Rosco,"
Gerald returned, with tears still burning his cheeks. "AAArrrhhhgggGGGGGG!!!"
Gerald doubled over instantly with Brenda turning her attention back to him
quickly, and driving her left fist hard into his jelly like gut, sinking it
deep into him. "Shut the fuck up, just shut the fuck up, you little weasle! I
won't stand for some fucking bitch talking to my Uncle in that mannor, you
will learn respect you little Ho!" Brenda demanded, with Gerald now releasing
a fresh set of burning tears.

Brenda then with the idea she had gotten just a moment ago, spoke to her Uncle
asking him, "Hey Uncle Rosco. Why don't you close the bar, and we can have a
private little party, with this little panty waist, acting as a little
waistress on us? Say you do still have the barmaid outfit don't you, you know
the cute little black waitress like skirt, with the frilly white apron, and
the set of black shiney heels?" Rosco's eyes lit up with delight, and he
returned to his niece answering her, "Shore do sweetheart, and that is one
helluva idea, he can work a bit, by paying me back that way!"

Gerald was about to protest against Brenda's idea, but with the first sound of
his whining voice, he felt another sharp punishing shot delivered to his
stomach, with Brenda sinking her fist even deeper into his belly, and with her
telling him, "Oh yesss,, yess,, yesss,,, little man, you will wear the dress,
and you will be our cute little hostess for the remainder of this evening, but
you will be giving my Uncle his due, by paying up your tab, that is now
required... Now follow me you little fucking whore!"

Gerald cried like a child that was just spanked, with Brenda dragging him
towards the bar, and with Rosco now holding the folded barmaid attire across
draped over his arms, extending them towards Gerald, with Rosco having a shit
eating grin sweeping wide across his face.

It appeared to Brenda that Gerald was being obstinate about accepting the
clothing from her Uncle, and with a wicked slap across Gerald's burning cheek,
she said to him demanding, "Take the clothing you little ballbaby, and get
dressed, NOW!" Gerald whined, and pouted pleading with Brenda, "Pleaseee
pleaseeeeee, don't make me do this, please don't..." Brenda, pulled Gerald
into towards herself with two hands clutching him by his shirt collar, she did
she drove her knee sharply up between his legs, and into his balls hard,
"IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG!!!" then said to him, "Your gonna do it, you whinning
little bitch, like it or not, and you will dress yourself in these girly
clothes right here in front of the three of us, do you fucking hear me, boy!"

Well Gerald had no other choice but to accept Brenda's instructions, with him
taking the attire suited for a womans work, but now suited for his new duty,
of playing waistress to Rosco, Brenda, and her friend Colleena.

Gerald undressed himself in shame with Rosco, and his niece, along with
Colleena watching. Brenda giggled some when Gerald took himself down to his
underwear, and said, "Teehee,, heehee,,, gee what's that little thing hiding
beneath your undies there, a dinky?" Gerald didn't answer Brenda, but
commenced to dressing in the waitresses attire. Brenda, along with her Uncle
laughed together, with Colleena now joining in on the laughter, and with
Brenda saying to her Uncle, and friend, "Oh gee,, doesn't the little slut look
sooo cute?"

Gerald was hesitant after having himself fully dressed in the waitresses
outfit, but grew aware of his duty, when Brenda took ahold of him by the front
of the outfit, taking him by the collar, and choking him some, then just as
she spoke, Brenda drove her knee upwards beneath the skirt that Gerald was now
wearing, and forced the sharpened kneecap of her bent leg deep into Gerald's
nuts, telling him once more, "Now you little tramp, you will, and i mean you
will without further hesitation do what your told, or else i'm gonna beat your
ass from one end of this bar to the other, like a redheaded stepchild. Now get
your sorry ass behind that bar, before i change my mind, and really decide to
hurt you! First off, please go wipe that blood running from your nose to your
mouth off ,, that's sooo gross..."

Gerald had no remaining questions, or choice, but obeyed Brenda, and without
question, he did his work, and waited on Brenda, Colleena, and Rosco, serving
them with a blackeye, swelling jaw, and possibaly with a broken nose, along
with alot of humiliation, and shame.

Every now, and then as Gerald would pass by Rosco, Rosco, would give him a
healthy slap on his ass, stinging it some, and would make remarks towards him
such as with saying "Gee sweetcheeks, your doing such a great job, i just
might want you around fulltime!" Causing his niece, and her friend to go into
a girlish fit of laughter...

The end,, Well maybe Gerald has a fulltime job now.

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