A YOUNGSTER GETS A LESSON
BY Rob

Rachel raced out of the building just in time to see Sally getting into a cab. With a quick hip check, Rachel sent the older woman staggering back as she slid into the back seat. Sally glared at the laughing hottie as Rachel jeered "Too slow, old lady! Youth always wins! Ha ha!" The tall, slim but wiry older woman silently vowed that this wasn't over just yet. Little did Rachel realize just how tough Sally really was. The next evening Sally again waited for a cab outside the office where both women worked. Rachel came dashing out, clad in a short red dress and black heels, ready for a night out with her girls. But this time when she darted for the cab, Sally was ready. She waited until Rachel was almost in cab then sank both hands in the girl's thick dark hair. Rachel screeched in pain and tried to wriggle loose but Sally yanked her round and round the sidewalk before stopping with the younger woman's head still in her strong grip. "Owwweeee! Lemme Go!" Rachel howled. It felt as if Sally was yanking every hair out of her head. Sally pulled Rachel's head up and stared into those big brown eyes (which were now filled with tears of pain!). "What's the matter, dearie? I thought youth always wins? You don't seem to be winning this round!" She let go of Rachel's locks just long enough to shut her fist and take aim at one big eye. Her right cross landed with a satisfying smack and Rachel moaned as she staggered backwards. Rachel couldn't believe that Sally could hit so hard. She was obviously older than the sexy 20-year-old but what Rachel didn't know was that Sally kept herself in very good condition. The skinny older lady slapped Rachel's face back and forth until she was disoriented. "Oww! Uh! Stop it! That - ow! oh! - that hurts!" Rachel shrieked as Sally slapped her until her ears were ringing! Rachel threw a weak punch that just made Sally laugh. But she wasn't laughing when she drove her hard fist deep into the young slut's tit, causing Rachel to wince with terrible pain. "No! Don't hit my boobs! They're - ooff! - so tender!" Rachel whined. After that it was just a massacre - Sally hit Rachel with everything she had and the poor girl could only cry and scream helplessly. The older gal was way too tough and she demonstrated that fact with a pounding that had poor Rachel begging for mercy in moments. Lefts and rights rocked the pretty Rachel as her head went up and down like a bobble-head doll. "Come on, you little slut!" Sally taunted the wobbly loser. "At least try to fight back!" Rachel made a couple of half-hearted swings at her laughing foe but she was obviously no fighter. The weak punches hit nothing but air yet Sally landed one crunching blow after another to Rachel's red and swelling face. "I can't even hit you!" Rachel sobbed helplessly. All she could do was stand there and take her medicine from the older lady who had seemed so harmless a few moments ago. Sally stopped punching Rachel in her bruised face but she then targeted her breasts, stomach and ribs. Rachel gasped, groaned and grunted as her whole shapely body was tattooed with punches from the tall woman. Taffy slapped Rachel's tits back and forth, each stinging slap bringing a short squeal of pain from the youngster. The older woman was getting revenge for every young woman who had stolen a job, a promotion or even a man from her. She drilled rapid-fire punches to Rachel's face and when the sexy brunette covered her face with her hands, Sally slammed her hard fist deep in the sexpot's g-string clad crotch. Rachel made a deep groaning animal-like noise and sank to her knees, drool running out of one corner of her slack mouth. But soon Sally yanked her whimpering foe to her wobbly feet and continued plastering her body with wicked punches. "Puh-puh-please!" Rachel blubbered as Sally gave her the beating of her young life. Sally hammered the wimp with rights to the face, mixed with left hooks into Rachel's trim tummy. The wrecked girl gasped, choked and sobbed, taking a terrible beating from the angry old bitch. "Don't punch me any more! You hit so harrrrd!" she whined helplessly. Oh! Muh-muh-my tummy hurts sooo much! Please - no more hitting! I can't stand it! You're gonna kill me! Please!" "You wimpy little wuss!" Sally giggled at her pleading victim. "You can dish it out but you can't take it!" Sally then planted her feet and brought a vicious uppercut up between Rachel's widespread legs. Her fist sank deeply into the beaten girl's crotch. Rachel's eyes crossed and her lower lip quivered. The pretty but trashed brunette could only gasp out a tiny, painful "Oook!" as her legs wobbled. Sally snickered at Rachel's obvious distress. "Hah! You sound like a monkey - well, that's appropriate, I guess. I sure made a monkey out of you!" It was obvious from this point on, Rachel was just Sally's punching bag. "Owweee! Oooooo - that - oh! My cunny! OH MOMMY!" Rachel wailed in total surrender. Her hands dropped to her vagina. "Please! Don't punch me there again! You'll ruin me for good!" she blubbered. A crowd had begun to gather and Sally played to her co-workers watching the one-sided ass whipping. "These young whores think they can get away with anything. Well, here's one old broad this chick with never mess with again!" The crowd laughed and applauded. In the meantime, Rachel was trying to make her escape, crawling slowly away on her hands and knees. "Hey, where do you think you're going, slut?" Sally snapped at her. The older woman slid one hand up under Rachel's dress and got a grip on her already hurting vagina. Rachel shrieked and stopped moving. She just froze and began sobbing again. "No where! No where! I wasn't going anywhere!" Rachel wept. "Please, Sally - don't beat me any more! I can't take it! Wahhh!" Sally then took the time to strip off the shredded remains of Rachel's red party dress. "I'll keep this as a souvenir!" she told her wrecked and totally submissive foe. She gave her a few more cuffs and kicks just for a lasting revenge.And she tugged on Rachel's dark pubes until the beaten woman screeched in total surrender. "Muh-muh-my pussy hair! Stop tearing at me! You - you're gonna yank it out by the roots! Please! Stop! You're gonna bald me!" Rachel wailed. "What's the matter, slut? Can't beat an 'old woman'? Sally sneered at her. She slapped Rachel's face back and forth and kept one hand inside the young chick's panties. Rachel had been sagging but when Sally twisted her pubes into a painful knot, she stood straight up on her toes. Everything she had suffered up until now seemed trivial compared to this new torment. "Nooo! I'll be good! I'll be good! Owww! You're KILLING MEEEE!" Rachel wailed, helpless to stop the older woman from "bearding" her. When Sally withdrew her hand from Rachel's crotch, she held a patch of the girl's dark pubic hair in her hand. Sally held up the black curly hair in her open hand and with a puff of air, blew it in Rachel's face. Then the older woman threw a sizzling right uppercut to Rachel's already aching chin. "Boom! Goes the dynamite!" Sally recited, smirking as Rachel grunted in pain and her shapely knees knocked together. Her feet slid helplessly apart as her knees locked together. Her arms hung limply and her once-pretty face had a stupid "I've just been punched silly" look on it. "Wha? Wha happen?' Rachel mumbled as Sally's punches worked their magic on her. "I - I feel sooo weird - are their little birdies singing?" "No, but I bet you can hear them anyway," Sally smirked. "Here, have a few more, from every old lady." She threw some hard rights and lefts that bounced off Rachel's delicate features. She would be a mass of bruises tomorrow. Eventually Sally stopped her rampage when Rachel's eyes were glassy and she slumped to a sitting position on the sidewalk. Her red and sore boobs jutted out,her eyes crossed and her tongue was sticking out comically. Sally laughed at the goofy grin on Rachel's bruised face. "You aren't quite the sexpot you were five minutes ago!" Sally sneered at the snivelling wreck of a girl in front of her. "In fact, you look like you went 10 rounds with the champ - hey, come to think of it, you did!" She made a muscle and posed for the admiring crowd. She enjoyed the applause and admiring looks she got from the guys and she laughed along with the women as they made fun of the beaten and humiliated ragdoll who could barely stand. The sexy girl was left topless, her red dress in rags, both high heels off and a tiny pair of black panties exposed as she slowly swayed back and forth. Her blackened, swollen eyes rolled around as she sobbed and sniffed out her pain and humiliation. She looked down at her battered breasts which were red and beginning to already show bruises and her almost naked vagina. She whimpered softly. "She beat me sooo easy - my cunt feels like she drove a truck through it!" the beaten girl wept. "Waaaahhh! I look like a scarecrow and my expensive dress is ruined! Oh, I hate that bitch!" Sally then strutted over to her and looked down at the trashed sexpot. "What the hell did you just say, you silly little tramp? Did you just call me a bitch? Cause if you did, I can rip those little tits right off your chest and tie those saggy cuntlips into a knot!" Rachel turned pale and dropped to her knees as she frantically began begging for mercy. "No! No! I didn't say anything! I'm the bitch - I'm a stupid, ugly wimp and you're a hot sexy lady! I give up totally! Just don't hurt me any more - please!" She held her hands together as if she were praying as she begged for mercy from the tougher fighter. Sally laughed at the terrified look on Rachel's bruised face. "Well, I guess I can let you go - this time! But if I see you here again, I will tie those tits together and put my fist in that worthless cunt up to my elbow! You got that, honey?" Rachel quickly nodded and watched with bleary swollen eyes as Sally finally stalked off to accept the congratulations of the crowd.She never wanted to mess with the sexy older lady again! "Oh, my titties! My cunt! Everything hurts!" Rachel sobbed. "I can't believe that old lady took me apart! I'll never mess with her again - she'd kill me!" she blubbered even as she swayed a little. "OOOoooo...." she whispered as the effects of her beating took their toll. Then she toppled over, tits up, blackened eyes still open, sliding into a limp pool of unconsciousness.