Female Domination Stories
Stunning long blonde hair
stepmother beats up stroppy stepson
Read only if you are considered an adult in your country and do not mind reading
sometimes violent erotica
Ever since he's father remarried, Jim's life had been
hell. In the 3 years him and his father were alone after his mother
died, things were great. They spent a lot of time together. Then, 6
months ago his father met Julia. Yes she was stunning- long blonde
hair, long legs and a killer smile, but he had to stand down and see his
father spend more and more time with her.
He'd spend more and more nights alone. His dad wasn't around anymore and
he hated her for that. It got to the stage where he'd treat her like she
hardly existed - not greeting her, talking about her like she wasn't
there. Whenever she asked him to do something, he'd just ignore her.
One weekend his father had to go on a business trip. Jim wasn't looking
forward to it, as he'd have to spend time alone with Julia. He decided
that he'd use it to his advantage, showing her once again just how
little respect he had for her. He had invited a couple of friends over
for a bash. He made sure there was enough hi-fi equipment around to lift
the roof - and irritate Julia.
At 10pm the party was in full swing. Julia was upstairs in the bedroom.
Jim had the music turned up, waiting for her to come down and complain.
He was going to show all his friends just how to handle a nagging old
At around 11pm it happened. He saw her coming down the stairs in her
gown and slippers. "Hey, guys. Check this out" he smiled. She walked up
to him. "Listen Jim, it's late and I've got a stack of meetings in the
morning. Would you mind turning that down a little?" she asked. Jim sat
back in his chair and took another swig from his beer.
She walked over to the hi-fi. "Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Jim
shouted as he got up. "You're not my mother. I don't have to listen to
you!". He turned to his friends and laughed.
"No, you don't have to listen to me. But I can make you" Julia said,
turning to face him.
"What ? Going to pull me over your knee and give me a hiding?" Jim
taunted her. "No." she answered calmly. "You're too old for that. But I
can give you a hiding you'd understand."
Jim was confused. "What the fuck are you talking about?" he asked,
almost spitting in her face.
"You think you're a big strong, tough boy, don't you Jim?" She asked,
pressing her index finger firmly against his chest.
"Do you think you're man enough for me?" she asked with a smile.
"What?" Jim asked. He was a little startled. This was not the kind of
reaction he'd expected from her. He was going to humiliate her in front
of his friends. "Come on Jim. You aren't afraid of me, are you?" she
teased. "Get the fuck out of my face, bitch!" Jim shouted. He turned to
his friends and laughed, trying to get some support from them.
As he looked back at her, he felt the stinging pain as she slapped him
hard on the side of the face. He spun around and landed face down on the
carpet. Seconds later he was able to turn onto his back. All his friends
had backed away.
Only Julia was standing nearby. He looked at her, trying to get his eyes
to focus. Julia had removed her gown. She was dressed in a silky blue
bra and g-string panties. She stood there, on her toes, hands in her
hips. Her long blonde hair let down.
"Well, Jim? Ready to take me on?". She asked, all smiles.
Jim was shocked. That was the last thing he had expected. He got to his
feet slowly, having to steady himself against
the backrest of a chair. He had barely recovered when she sent him down
again, this time with a solid punch to his gut.
Jim dropped to his knees like a bag of dirt. Julia followed up with a
cruel knee to the side of the face and Jim landed on his back again.
Taking charge, Julia grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his feet.
"So, big boy. What's it gonna be? You going to listen to me now or shall
I continue with your punishment?" Jim
felt ashamed. All his friends were there, seeing how his step-mother was
beating the crap out of him. But
he wasn't about to let her get away with it.
He grabbed both her wrists and started to pull her hands away from his
head. Instead of resisting him, she unexpectedly pull her hands away
from him. Jim wasn't expecting her to do that and lost his balance,
towards her. He put one leg out in front of him to try and keep his
balance. Her foot shot out and swept the leg from under him. Jim landed
on the floor again.
By now his friends were enjoying the spectacle. A lot of them had been
bullied by Jim in the past and they enjoyed watching him get some of his
Julia took two steps back and waited for him to get up. Jim got up
slowly. Turning to face her, he noticed that she had her one foot off
the ground. She was swinging it back and forth slowly, smiling at him.
"I'm warning you Jim. You don't stand a chance. I'm a black belt, you
know." she said.
"Yeah, sure. And I'm Santa" he replied, charging at her. He was about an
arm length away from her when he felt her foot slamming into his gut. He
doubled up, totally winded. Julia followed up with a kick to his face,
sending him stumbling back. She moved closer, spun around on one foot
and landed another kick to his head following with another punch to the
Jim dropped to his knees once more, blood flowing from his nose and
tears starting down his cheeks. Showing no mercy Julia stepped up to
him. Pulling him by his arm, she lifted him and threw him over her hip.
Jim landed hard, shocked by the rough treatment he was getting. "Get up,
Jim. Fight like a man." she taunted him.
His whole body was aching from the punishment she'd been giving him. But
he couldn't let her get the better of him with his friends watching. He
had to get up and face the bitch, no matter what. He staggered to his
feet, trying to hide the pain he was feeling.
He couldn't believe that a woman, an older woman was doing this to him,
a strong young man.
"OK bitch. You asked for this." he sneered as he lifted his fists. "Oooh.
I'm so scared..." she said. With lighting speed her foot came up out of
nowhere and landed hard on his mouth. She followed with a kick to his
mid-section, doubling him up and setting him up for another kick to the
face. Blood was streaming from his mouth and nose as he crashed into the
wall. She stepped up to. Spinning on her left foot, she lifted her right
leg and placed her foot on his throat, pinning him to the wall.
She was choking him with her foot. He tried to speak, but his voice was
reduced to grunts and groans. She removed her foot from his throat, but
before he could move, her foot slapped across his face twice, blood from
mouth now decorating the wall. Placing her foot in his gut, she grabbed
him by the front of his shirt and fell backwards, flipping him over her.
Jim landed with a thud.
It took him a good few minutes to recover. When he did, Julia was
sitting on a chair, looking very relaxed, running her fingers through
her hair. He was battered and bruised and she wasn't even breathing
hard. God, how he hated her. The fucking bitch was humiliating him in
front of his friends. "No more!" he shouted. Thinking that she was
vulnerable where she was sitting he, went at her.
He was mistaken. She waited untill he was right in front of her.
Suddenly her one foot hooked behind his calf, her other kicking out and
hit the inside of his knee. His leg gave way immediately, causing him to
fall down in front of her. She quickly placed her legs on his shoulders
and hooked her feet. She arched her back as she started to squeeze any
will to fight from his body.
He tried with all his might to escape her killer thighs, but to no
avail. Her legs were way too strong for him. "No use, Jim boy. These
legs have had years of training. Nothing you could match." she said. She
decided that he'd had enough when his face started turning red and
released him from her grip. Placing her foot under his chin she lifted
his limp head. Her other foot flashed at his face, slapping his face
first from one side, then the other.
She repeated this a few times and then let him drop limply to the
When Jim recovered, he was in no condition to fight anymore. Getting to
his feet, he raised his arms in an attempt to stop the punishment. Julia
would have none of it. Her leg came up, her foot driving through his
arms and landed hard in his face. Jim staggered, completely dazed. She
moved in and grabbed him by the shirt. Turning sideways, she lifted him
off his feet and threw him down hard onto his back. Lifting him again,
she positioned him with his back to the wall. Stepping back, she spun
around, landing the sole of her foot on the side of his head. Jim spun
around like a rag doll and started to slide down to the floor.
Julia grabbed him by his now bloodied shirt and steadied him again.
"What's wrong, Jimmy? Can't stay on your feet anymore ?" she teased.
Again she stepped back, this time doing the splits in front of him, the
muscles in her legs bulging as she went down. Her fist was a blur as she
hit him hard on the inside of his thigh, driving his leg from under him.
As he came crashing down, she lifted him right off his feet with a
killer uppercut. Jim's head crashed back against the wall.
When he regained concousness, he was alone. The lights were out and all
his friends were gone. He staggered to his feet, steadying himself
against the wall as he stumbled his way up the stairs to his room. As he
opened his door he heard Julia's voice..."We'll continue our
conversation in the morning, big boy"......