Anna vs George

"Now for the final element. Abuse and humiliation! The keys to abuse are verbal humiliation, nakedness, and sexual battery. Strip him naked! Then take off as much of your clothing as you want. The key is to compare his weak, battered body to your sexy clothed frame. Make him feel your strength, rub your body against him, let him see and feel his inferiority. Degrade his masculinity.  That is psycho-sexual domination, where the man wants to be dominated. We dominate any man we want!" Anna just smiled, remembering this advice of her mother. Today's a good day to put her brother on his real place!

 

Anna was a tall, long legged, black haired, beauty. She slowly stripped off her dress, revealing a Danskin leotard. Her brother stood before her talking a long look at her shape emphasised by a black leotard. Like a tigress, Anna was on George, ripping his clothes to shreds. The guy squealed for help as Anna peeled him like a banana.  Eyeing his nakedness, she pushed him down, straddled him and sat on his fat gut. Slapping him repeatedly and constricting in on him with her strong thighs, she debased the guy. "Dumb, asshole! Did you really think a pencil dick like you could ever overpower a girl?" 

 

Anna placed George in a hammer lock. George grunted slightly as the petite brunette pulled his skinny arm up. Anna then wickedly wrenched George's arm much higher while twisting savagely on his wrist. George squealed in agonized pain as he felt like his arm was being ripped to shreds. Dropping to his knees in a futile attempt to ease the killing pain only gave Anna more leverage for her hold. She now pulled up on his spindly arm even harder.

 

George's screams increased in volume as the girl relentlessly punished his spindly arm. "Feel my power!" The small girl viciously increased the pressure. George became hysterical as the pain overwhelmed his brains ability for rational thought. The girl was in total control. Anna gave George one more wrenching pull and released both of her holds. George dropped to the floor, moaning. His arm stayed behind his back. The girl had damaged him so badly that he couldn't move it. Anna stood above him, her eyes gleaming.

 

Anna pulled George up. "Kneel before me, asshole!" Anna ordered. "Fuck off, Bitch!" George spat. Anna, looking uneasy, punched him in the guts. Her halfhearted blow hurt the boy but, he stayed standing. Ashamed at letting her heroine down, the enraged Anna ripped George in the guts with a devastating left. He collapsed to the floor and rolled up into a ball. The young girl knelt down and sent another nasty shot into George's kidney. He rolled on the floor in terrible pain. 

 

Anna smiled broadly and lifted George to his feet. She pushed him into a wall and held him up by his jaw. "I told you to kneel! Now do it!" George tried to drop to the ground. The look in his sister's face scared the shit out of him. Her iron grip kept him upright though. He tried to tell her that he would do as she ordered, but her hold on his jaw didn't allow him to speak. With a sadistic smile, Anna ripped her brother's guts again with a powerful punch. His body jerked spasmodically as her blow landed. Anna held him silently until she could see his pain abating. "One more time! Drop to your knees, prick!" The terror in the young man's eyes was evident as he vainly tried to pry his sister's hand away from his jaw.  "Still won't, huh!" Anna sent another pile-driving shot into her brother. His eyes rolled back from the terrible pain. His legs turned to rubber. It didn't 
matter. The teenager's arm easily held George up.  "I'll teach you to listen, George! If you don't get on your knees now, I'm going to hit you twice as hard as last time!" 

 

"I see the fright on your face! Only the power of my muscles, and the pain they inflict, can cause fear such as this!" Anna wickedly punched him over the heart as she released the 
hold on his throat, letting him drop to the floor. The young Amazon looked down on her battered brother as he gripped his pain wracked chest. Her own chest heaved in the excitement that she felt. George moaned pitifully from the battering he had taken from his teenage sister. She revelled in his pain for the entire twenty minutes it took for it to recede to a level where he could comprehend what was happening. 

 

Anna said: "You'll never bother me again, I know! I see you so scared! Now I know what you mean! It's wonderful to see your fear!" The teenager flexed her arms in victory.

 

Putting one strong hand around his throat, the beautiful girl began to squeeze.  George flailed around and grabbed at her hand. He could not budge her iron grip. Grabbing his hand with her free one, Dian pushed his hand up against her full breast. "This is what a woman feels like!" Then she ran his hand up and down the steely arm that gripped his throat. "And this is what a real woman feels like!" Releasing her grip on his throat, Anna roughly pulled the guy to his feet. Slamming him into a wall, she kneed him in his fat gut. "Come on, boy! What's the 
matter? Letting a girl push you around! Your pride is about as big as your dick!" George was crying in humiliation as Anna continued the punishment, as well as her diatribe. Securing him in a chin lock from behind, Anna forced him to sit. Her arms, which did not look to be too strong due to their length, held George's head captive in a vise grip of female steel. "Get it hard baby, and I'll quit. C'mon, MAN, do it!" Anna squeezed harder, causing George to cry out in agony. Getting the message, she began to beat himself off. Each time his tiny pecker would start to rise, Anna would send a jolt of power through her arms. George was crying a torrent of tears of pain and humiliation as he was forced to degrade himself in front of the girl.  For at least 30 minutes Anna kept ordering him to get hard and kept making him lose it each time he tried. Finally tiring of her cruel game, Anna tossed George to the floor like a sack of garbage. He lay there, totally embarrassed and emasculated. The tall girl lifted George to his feet once more. Looking him straight in the eye, she buried her fist into his balls. He was unconscious before he could scream. She drug him back to the pens by his feet to the applause of his victress.