Dominated by Julie.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

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Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I guess I brought it on myself for being such a bully while growing up. But in my defense, I was always a lot bigger then the other kids so I found out early in life that I could get what ever I wanted with an intimidating snarl and a raised fist. Most of the time they would be scared shit less and do what ever I told them to. If they didn't, a little manhandling was usually enough to make them see things my way. As I grew older and bigger I got meaner and more demanding. If I needed lunch money there was always some wimp willing to give it to me so I wouldn't hurt him. If my bike broke down I would beat up some kid and take his. The way I saw it, if they were to much of a pussy to stop me from taking their shit then they deserved to lose it. Only the strong survived and I planned on being King of the survivors. Until an eleven year old girl accidentally discovered a chink in my Armour that brought my entire world crashing down around me. An unbelievable flaw in my genetics that turned out to be an Achilles heel. Or in my case a glass jaw.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

The thing that really boggles my mind is the fact that there's absolutely no reasonable explanation for my... uhh, let's call it my incurable condition. I mean, there was quite a few boys who were willing to fight for their possessions rather then simply handing them over. But none of them had the strength or the size to change the inevitable outcome. When it was over my face may have had several cuts and bruises and maybe a black eye, but his would be a total wreck. And I was never ever knocked off of my feet. So I've had my share of battles and always came out on top. Never losing a fight can make you believe you're completely invincible. So you can imagine how shocked I was when my reign of terror abruptly came to an end at the hands of a girl. A soft and weak female who I should have been able to handle with ease. But she changed my life forever because of my fucking curse. That fatal day is when my tragic tale begins.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I was a fifteen year old school boy when my curse reared it's ugly head. The only good thing about going to school was the fact I was surrounded by many potential victims. A virtual banquet of possessions and money which was mine for the taking. I had an enormous crush on a girl in my class and couldn't get her out of my mind. But Anita was sweet on a boy named David Kilman and wouldn't give me the time of day. So I decided to handle my problem in my usual manner. Brute force. I waited in a secluded spot for David to pass by on his way home. I didn't want any teachers or adults to interfere while I taught him a lesson and warned him to stay away from Anita. David and his younger sister Julie were laughing and carrying on when I stepped into their path and tackled him. I could see the fear in his eyes when I pinned him down and drew back my fist. I thought he was going to piss his pants.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

"SMACK!" I punched him in the face and laughed when he whimpered. "Anita is mine you little wimp. Don't talk to her or take a walk with her or even carry her God damn books. If I catch you near her again I'll really give you a beating. You got it?" "SMACK!" I asked as I punched him again. Julie was so surprised by my sudden attack she merely stood there in a stupor. But she came out of it when she saw me smacking her brother. "Get off of him you big bully." She said as she tried to push me over. Now Julie is only eleven years old and maybe weighed seventy pounds soak and wet. While I was close to two hundred pounds of lean muscle and strong as an ox. So there was no way in hell she could push me off of him. I laughed at her pathetic attempt and shoved her away. But she was determined to save her brother from harm and came at me again. "I said leave him alone Richard and I mean it." I easily slapped her pawing hands aside and pushed her hard enough to make her fall down.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

"Stay out of this you little bitch or you'll be next." I threatened. Julie climbed to her feet and got a fierce look in her eyes. Without the slightest bit of fear she stomped over to stand in front of me with her hands on her hips. "You got my clothes dirty and that makes me mad. So you better let my brother up or you're gonna be sorry." She scolded. I laughed right in her face and raised my arm to slug David again. Julie doubled up her fist and crushed my jaw with a solid right cross. "SMACK!" All of a sudden my eyes rolled back in their sockets and my arm went limp. I keeled over like a dead man and landed face first between her feet. She cautiously nudged me with her foot a few times to see if I was awake and found out I was sound asleep. She and David managed to roll my unconscious body off of him and went on their way.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

When I finally regained my senses I sat there in a trance and tried to figure out what had happened. Boys more then three times her size had hit me with their best shot and it didn't faze me. So how could an eleven year old girl knock me out with one punch. It just didn't make any sense. I came to the conclusion she nailed me with a lucky punch and I simply wasn't prepared for it. A fluke that couldn't possibly happen again. So I made plans to pay the little bitch back as I made my way home. Julie must have been as surprised as I was when she knocked me out because she never told anyone about it. And David was so grateful Julie saved him from a brutal beating he never thought to mention it as well. So my reputation as a ruthless bully who shouldn't be fucked with was safe. And after I taught Julie Kilman a painful lesson it would remain that way. Because a bully never wants his frightened victims to gain a sense of false hope. So the next evening after school I waited in the same spot with anticipation.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Bully's pick an easy target because they're part of a herd of brainless cattle who can be poked and prodded in any direction you want them to go. Any person with common sense would have been extremely cautious while approaching the spot where they were attacked. But David and Julie never suspected a thing until I leaped out to confront them. "Your ass is mine you little bitch." I said as I advanced on her with hate in my eyes. David found some courage and stepped in to try and protect his little sister but I had no trouble disposing with his wimpy ass. Unfortunately the minor distraction drew my attention away from Julie and allowed her time to react. I heard her books hit the ground and her feet shuffle as she turned her body and cocked her arm. When I turned to face her her fist was already moving and there was no way I could avoid it. "SMACK!" It landed flush on my jaw and took the fight right out of me. My eyes closed the second my head snapped to the side and my knees immediately buckled. I wavered on noodle like legs for a couple of seconds with my arms lifelessly dangling at my side before I slowly collapsed and landed at her feet. Julie didn't bother checking on me this time because she knew I was out cold and not getting up. "Now leave us alone Richard or I'll really beat you up." She warned as they strolled off. I never heard a word.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

When I woke up this time I was so depressed I felt like crying. It was inconceivable that a young girl one third my size could knock me out twice with one single punch. It was so far beyond any realm of reality that I couldn't wrap my mind around it. I pretended to be sick so I could skip school the next two days and camp in my room while I brooded over the nightmare I was in. By Saturday I was so obsessed with eleven year old Julie Kilman I couldn't sleep or eat. The only solution to getting the monkey off of my back and saving my sanity was to beat the hell out of her. So I staked out their house and patiently waited for my opportunity. It came later that afternoon when I heard her parents say they would be back around midnight before they drove off. Then Julie stepped out the back door to take down the bed sheets hanging over the line. A huge smile was on my face as I crept up behind her to exact my revenge. It crossed my mind that in a few years she was going to become a very desirable female. The shorts she was wearing were hugging her hips which were beginning to fill out. And I noticed her small breasts were firm and well rounded through the thin top she had on. Her nicely formed legs extended down to shapely ankles and small but lovely bare feet. Combined with her silky dark brown hair and beautiful grey eyes, Julie Kilman was going to break a few hearts when she got older. But all I wanted to do was break her.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Sadly my luck against Julie hadn't changed. Just as I was about to grab her she saw my shadow on the sheet she was taking down and fired a sledge hammer punch as she spun around. "SMACK!" It exploded on my jaw like dynamite going off and I dropped at her feet like a lifeless rag doll. Julie rolled me over and pinned my muscle bound arms to the ground with her knees. "You just don't learn do you Richard?" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" My facial features were completely rearranged by the brown haired beauty while she chastised me for my stupidity. "SMACK!" "I told you I would beat you up if you didn't leave us alone." "SMACK!" "You should have listened to me Richard." "SMACK!" "Why do you keep picking fights with me when you know I can knock you out with no trouble at all?" "SMACK!" "You're not as tough as you think Richard so you better do as you're told." "SMACK!" "Or I'll keep beating you up until you do." "SMACK!" "Do you understand me you little wimp?" "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!"

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I was crying like a baby and scared out of my mind when Julie woke me up. I was to weak to offer any resistance when she wrenched my right arm up my back with her left hand and dragged me to my feet. Julie Kilman had completely broken my spirit and turned me into a blubbering coward. I helplessly stumbled along beside her crying my eyes out while she forcibly marched me out to the street. When we got there she firmly clutched my shirt with both hands and yanked my head down so she could look into my tear filled eyes. "If you ever bother me or David again I'll beat you to a pulp and paddle your ass until you can't sit down for a week. Do you understand me Richard?" She sternly asked with an I dare you to challenge me look. "Yes.. J.Julie." I meekly whimpered while I trembled in her grip. "You'd better." She threw me down on the ground and spread her toes around my nose while she forced her big toe into my slobbering mouth. "Suck my toe you little wimp." I submissively laid there and obediently sucked her toe while I looked up in fear at her beautiful smiling face. "Are you gonna give me anymore trouble?" She asked as she pinched my nose between her toes. "No Julie." I whimpered with tears in my eyes. She pressed her big toe against my tongue and ordered me to suck harder. "Are you gonna pick on David again?" "No Julie." I blubbered as she wiggled her toe in my mouth and used her other toes to shake my head. "Good boy. Now get out of my sight before I change my mind and beat you up again." When she removed her foot from my face I climbed to my feet and staggered down the road squalling like a fucking pussy. Cold chills ran down my spine when I heard Julie laughing behind me.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

This time Julie told the whole school she beat me up and sent me home crying like a baby. Even though my face was all busted up the boys didn't believe she was the one who did it. But several of her girlfriends did and that spelled trouble. An eleven year old girl named Kathy Fuller summoned up the courage to confront me. I had picked on her older brother his entire life so she decided to save him. "Julie says you're just a little wimp who's scared of girls. Is that true Richard?" She brazenly asked. Now I admit I was afraid of Julie but she was surely the exception to the rule. If another young girl thought I was going to cower down when she threatened me the stupid bitch was delusional. "Back off Kathy before I shove my fist down your throat." I threatened. "Make me." She said as she crossed her arms over her chest and stood her ground. "You asked for it bitch." I wound up to knock her fucking head off and never saw the punch coming. "SMACK!" Kathy's right fist slammed into my chin and I was instantly out on my feet.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

The crowd gasped in astonishment when I crumbled like a puppet who's strings had been cut and landed next to her left foot without a whimper. Kathy snatched me by the hair and roughly jerked my head up so she could pry open one of my eyes. "Yep, he's out cold alright. You wasn't lying Julie he is a wimp." Kathy rolled me over and pinned me down on the ground. My face turned as white as a sheet when she woke me up and I saw her smiling above me. "If I catch you picking on Danny again I'll beat you up real bad. Do you understand me Richard?" She asked while wagging her finger in my face. "Yes.. K.Kathy.. I.. won't.. t.touch.. him." I meekly answered with tears of shame in my eyes. "Good boy." Kathy patted my embarrassed cheek like I was a small child and hauled me to my feet. "Now get lost you little wimp or I'll knock you out again." I tore out of there like the Devil was chasing me and cried all the way home.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Kathy Fuller

I was terrified of going to school the next day but mom made me go. So I hid out until the last bell sounded and all the kids were inside. Then I charged up the steps and ran to my class room. But that little trick only saved me from being humiliated in the morning. At lunch time I was herded outside by a group of angry girls who wanted payback because I beat up their brother or boyfriend. I was huddled against the side of the building shaking in my shoes when a pretty brunette named Helen Bridges stepped up to get in my face. "You beat up my boyfriend last month and took his IPod away from him. I want that IPod in my hands by eight o'clock tomorrow morning or I'll wipe up this school ground with you. Do you hear me Richard?" She asked with a menacing look. "Yes Helen what ever you say." I mumbled through quivering lips. "Good boy. Now come here." I nearly fainted when she grabbed my shirt and jerked me to her. "This is just a taste of what you'll get if you disobey me you little wimp." "SMACK!" I was already asleep when I landed at her feet.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Helen Bridges

My life turned into a living hell after that. Every girl who had a grudge against me for one reason or another was lining up to knock me out. In the morning, during lunch and after school I was browbeaten and humiliated by a pissed off ten, eleven or twelve year old girl before she took aim and punched my lights out. And each one knocked me out with a single punch. One of the boys I used to beat up on a regular basis got brave enough to try his luck after seeing how easily the girls could handle me. He nearly died of fright when I stood there laughing after his monstrous punch landed on my chin. It was a chance for me to salvage a bit of my dignity so I was grinning like a Cheshire cat when I started pounding on him. But his girlfriend Linda quickly ended my fun with a solid right to my jaw. "SMACK!" I was sound asleep when I hit the ground between her feet like a sopping wet dish rag. "SLAP! SLAP!" Linda pinned me down on the ground and slapped my face until my eyes popped open. "If you touch my boyfriend again I'll beat you to a pulp. Do you understand me Richard?" "Yes Linda.. (sob) sniffle.. sniffle. She yanked me to my feet and got right in my face. "Remember what I said you little wimp. Now run before I decide to give you a good beating right now." I stumbled and nearly went down when she shoved me away and I heard her boyfriend snicker. "I said run you little wimp. NOW MOVE!" Her loud voice frightened me so much I pissed my pants as I hurriedly ran down the road squalling my head off. Overwhelming shame filled my muscular body when I heard Linda laughing behind me.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Linda Mathias

Needless to say my bullying days were over. All of the possessions I had confiscated were returned to their rightful owners under the threat of a severe beating by Julie if I didn't comply. And I was forced to get a part time job after school to pay back the money I owed. For the rest of the year I wandered through school like a mindless zombie and did my best to avoid females. Cringing in the corner and cowering at the feet of every girl who snaps her fingers is definitely not the life for a bully. But with my cursed glass jaw it was the only choice I had. My ego was completely shattered by the girls hard hitting fists and I greatly suffered through the rest of the year. But somehow I managed to hang on to a tiny thread of male pride. Until the day Anita heard me call David a pussy for letting his younger sister fight his battles.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

She and David were a hot item by then but I was still secretly in love with her. She didn't know that of course and wouldn't have cared if she did. When I bad mouthed her boyfriend she got angry and decided to teach me a lesson. Being degraded and humiliated by the other girls was a hard pill to swallow. But the girl I adored who occupied my dreams every night was a different matter. When I saw the burning hatred in her beautiful brown eyes it broke my heart. Anita beat me to a pulp and mopped up the floor with me. Then she roughly threw me on my knees in front of David and demanded I apologize to him. My broken heart was crushed and I was crying like a lost little boy when I fearfully obeyed her wishes. When she got in my face and warned me never to talk about David again it felt like a sharp dagger was thrust in my heart up to the hilt. The last ounce of pride was ripped from my battered body when Anita drew back her delicate fist and dropped my unconscious body at her feet. "SMACK!" I had nothing left to live for.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Anita Moffit

During the summer I avoided every female in town. If I saw one coming I would quickly run away or hide and pray they didn't find me. I felt sick to my stomach every time I cowered in my hiding place until it was safe to come out but there was nothing else I could do. By that time every female between the ages of ten and sixteen had easily knocked me out and beat me senseless. So I was afraid to face them. Especially Julie Kilman. Each time I saw her I was so frightened I would piss all over myself and nearly pass out from fear. If I had continued to stay away from females I might have made it through the summer without getting beat up. But sometimes I'm not smart enough to make intelligent decisions. My three best friends were sick and tired of seeing me run away from the girls so they decided to help me. They talked for hours trying to convince me my life would return to normal if I stood up to Julie and gave her a good beating. I kept telling them I know that you fucking idiots but it's not that simple. One punch and I'll be sleeping at her feet. Then I'll be begging for mercy while Julie wipes up the floor with me. When she's through my battered body will be in excruciating pain and I'll be crying my eyes out. "No you won't Rich because we're going to help you fight her." Ronnie said. "You may have a glass jaw but we don't. I know she can't whip me or Johnny or Bob so the four of us can easily take her out. Stop worrying old buddy your problem with Julie Kilman is over." I was dumb enough to believe them.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I remembered David saying his parents went out every weekend so we staked out their house Saturday night and waited for our chance. Sure enough a baby sitter showed up at six thirty and their parents drove away at seven. We were tingling with anticipation as we strolled up on the porch and rang the doorbell. As soon as the baby sitter opened the door Bob and Johnny tackled her while Ronnie grabbed David and covered his mouth so he couldn't shout out a warning. After we tied them up and shoved gags in their mouth we went looking for Julie. I was really getting nervous as we approached her door but one look at my friends calmed me down. More then eight hundred pounds of solid male muscle was about to pounce on an eleven year old seventy pound girl. There was no way in hell we could lose this battle of the sexes with four against one odds stacked heavily in our favor. It just wasn't possible. So we charged through her door with extreme confidence and rushed head on into our complete annihilation. Julie handled my three muscle bound friends like they were little boys and completely humiliated them in the process. Then she came after me while I stood there trembling in disbelief.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Julie was sitting at her vanity table brushing her lustrous brown hair when we rushed through the door. She slowly stood up and faced us with her hands on her hips. My courage began to waver when she looked at me and smiled. There wasn't the slightest bit of fear showing on her beautiful face as she stood there with her bare feet slightly apart and stared us down. In fact she seemed to be oozing with confidence. I lost my nerve again and couldn't move. "Hi little Richie. It was really nice of you to stop by so I could beat you up. And I see you brought your friends along to watch. If I had known you liked having an audience while a girl beats you up I would have invited some of my friends." "Shut up bitch. The only one who'll be laying in the floor is you. Get her boys." Ronnie said as the three of them charged at her from different directions. My feet were glued to the floor and I couldn't budge them. So I stood there in shock while I watched Julie toy with my three friends before she put them to sleep and dropped their limp bodies at her feet. I never would have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. They never laid a finger on her.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Ronnie went straight at her like a charging Rhino but she stopped him dead in his tracks. When he was a few steps away Julie snapped her leg up and caught him under the chin with her toes. "WHAP!" He toppled over backwards like a sawed off tree and laid there moaning. Johnny went at her on her right and Bob approached on her left. Both of them threw a monstrous punch at her beautiful face to take her out of the fight in a hurry but unfortunately they didn't connect. Julie ducked under their powerful swings and the force of their missed punches caused them to stumble past her. They quickly stopped their momentum and turned to attack her from behind but Julie fired a double back fist over her shoulders without even looking in their direction and the fight was all over. "SMACK!..SMACK!" The destructive punches caught them flush in the face and they were instantly out on their feet. Their knees buckled and their arms fell lifeless to their sides. Julie smiled at me and drilled them both in the stomach with two breath taking punches that immediately dropped them to their knees. "THUD!..THUD!" "UUNNHHH!..UUNNHHH!" "Flop!....Flop!" Both were completely out of it while they helplessly knelt behind her.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Julie kept smiling at me while she snatched both of them by the hair and pulled their heads down. When they were in position she held Bob up while she repeatedly snapped her bare foot back into Johnny's sleepy face. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" He was sound asleep when she dropped his dead still body next to her right foot. She kept looking at me while she viciously slapped Bob in the face with the sole of her left foot. "WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!..WHAP!" He was out cold when she deposited his unconscious body in the floor next to her left foot. Ronnie sat up and shook his head just as she started towards me but her foot exploded in his face like a grenade going off and he went back to sleep without a whimper. "WHAP!" Julie walked down his prone body and stepped off of his head with a smile. I was so frightened I closed my eyes and pissed all over myself. When she curled her fingers in my shirt and jerked me to her I broke down and bawled like a new born baby. "AAAWWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!" Sniff sniff. "You're not very bright are you Richard?" "SLAP!..SLAP!" "You should have known better then to pull a ridiculous stunt like this." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "Did you really think your pathetic friends could stop me from beating you up?" "SLAP!..SLAP!" "They're a bigger wimp then you are." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "My brother and the baby sitter better be alright." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "Because if they're not I'll beat you and your idiot friends to a pulp." "SLAP!..SLAP!" "Understand sissy?" Julie threw me down in the floor and stood over my trembling body.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I laid there and wailed like a lost little boy while I fearfully looked up at her beautiful face. An eleven year old girl was going to degrade and humiliate me and I wasn't man enough to stop her. Julie lifted her foot and planted it right in my face. When I felt her soft skin against my lips and saw her smiling face through the opening between her toes I was so ashamed of myself I wanted to die. Julie knew I didn't have the courage to turn my head away because I was a coward. One punch on my glass jaw and she could do what ever she wanted to me while I slept at her feet. So my only choice was to passively lie there while she used my face as a door mat. But I hated myself for accepting it like a spineless pussy. "Bring all the friends you want Richard they can't save you. You'll still be groveling at my feet where you belong while they sleep in the floor. I own you and I always will." I closed my tear filled eyes against the shame rushing through my muscular body while Julie rubbed her foot in my face. "Kiss it you little wimp." I submissively pressed my trembling lips against her smooth sole and kissed her foot like a pussy. "Good boy. Now get up." Julie grabbed my shirt with both hands and roughly hauled me to my feet. I sagged in her grip with my shoulders slumped and my head down on my chest.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Julie marched me over to her vanity and pulled the bench seat out. "Drop your pants." She ordered. I gave her a pleading look but the mind me or else glare in her squinting blue eyes made me surrender. Tears of shame ran down my red cheeks as I obediently followed her order. Julie threw me across the bench and picked up her hair brush. I laid there crying with my face just inches from the floor and my ass sticking up in the air. Julie sat down and twisted both of my arms up my back in a hammerlock. She spread her fingers around my wrists and got a firm grip so she could keep them pinned there with her left hand. Then she placed her right leg over both of mine to keep me from kicking and slid her left foot under my tear stained face. "Put your lips on my foot and leave em there. Every time they come off you'll get an extra swat for disobeying me so you better do as I say. Understand?" "Yes Julie." I sobbed with a broken heart as I put my trembling lips on her soft smooth skin. "Good boy." She tightened her grip on my wrists and raised her arm in the air.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

"I told you what I would do if you ever bothered me or David again but you didn't listen did you Richard? So you only have yourself to blame for the whipping I'm about to give you. Now hold still." "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" When her brush struck my ass I raised my head and squealed in pain. "That's one extra swat Richard. Put those lips back on my foot and don't move em again." "I'M SORRY JULIE I DIDN'T MEAN TO!" I screamed as I pressed my lips on her foot. "To bad. Now shut your mouth and do as you're told." "AAAWWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!" I shut my eyes and wailed like a frightened little boy. I hated myself for being such a coward but I was afraid to challenge her. Julie could knock me out anytime she wanted so my only choice was to obey her degrading orders. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" My ass was on fire and in excruciating pain but I managed to keep my trembling lips on her silky soft skin. "WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!" They would slide up to her toes every once in a while but I firmly kept them pressed against her foot. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!"

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

"AAAWWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!" Sniff sniff. "AAAWWWWWWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWW!" I cried and cried but Julie didn't show me any mercy. When she finally stopped spanking me and let go of my arms I was completely broken. My spirit was crushed my pride was gone and my will belonged to her. Julie held my head down and rubbed her toes and soft skin on my mouth and nose. I passively laid there and accepted the humiliation without a struggle. When she was satisfied I was broken and belonged to her she dragged me up on my knees and smiled. "Stay where you are while I take care of your friends. If you get up and try to help them I'll knock you out cold and give you another spanking. Is that clear?" "Yes Julie you're the boss." I pitifully whimpered in shame. "Good boy. Pull your pants up and cover that ugly thing between your legs so I don't have to look at it. I'll be back to deal with you when I'm finished with your friends so behave yourself and stay on your knees." "Yes Miss Julie." I mumbled in despair.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

"SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Johnny was sleeping like a baby when he hit the floor like a sack of potatoes. Julie picked Bob up and worked him over. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!..CRACK!" He was sound asleep when he collapsed like a lifeless rag doll and landed at her feet. Ronnie tried to fight back but he didn't stand a chance. She cut him to pieces like he was a little boy and dropped him at her feet. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..WHAP!" Julie dragged their battered bodies to the middle of the floor and slapped them awake. They were docile and obedient while she put all three in a wrestling hold and pinned them down. Bob and Johnny were bent over backwards in a dragon sleeper with their arms wrenched up their back in a hammerlock. She easily controlled both of their arms with only one hand while she held them on their knees. Ronnie's head was trapped between her legs in a scissors hold with his arms pinned down behind him. When she was satisfied they were under control she looked at me and snapped her fingers. "SNAP!" "Get over here and put your head between my feet." I scurried over and submissively did as she ordered. Julie wrapped her feet around my neck and firmly pressed her toes against my nose and mouth. "Good boy. Now go to sleep you little wimps." She applied pressure to her holds and sternly scolded us for pulling such an idiotic stunt while we cried our eyes out and continuously begged to be released. When Julie was through chastising us she smiled and tightened her grip. Ronnie Johnny and Bob instantly began to wail like frightened little girls while they feebly struggled in her inescapable holds. But their useless efforts to free themselves from her strong arms and powerful legs were in vain. I meekly laid there while she smothered me with her cute little toes. Eleven year old Julie easily kept us under control and laughed at their crying pleas for mercy while she put all four of us to sleep at the same time.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

I laid there softly crying when I woke up while she dragged my friends to the front door and threw their sleeping bodies out in the yard. I was scared out of my mind because I knew Julie was going to punish me when she saw her brother and the baby sitter were tied up and gagged. Sadly I was to much of a coward to get up and try to escape so my fate was sealed. When she came back in the room and I saw the anger on her face I completely fell apart. I crawled to her like a whipped dog and covered her toes with kisses while I lie prostrated at her feet. "Please Julie (kiss kiss) I'm sorry. (kiss kiss) Don't hurt me. (kiss kiss) My friends (kiss kiss) tied them up (kiss kiss) not me. (kiss kiss) Please Julie (kiss kiss) have mercy." (kiss kiss) I pissed in my pants and nearly had a heart attack when she jerked me up on my knees. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't beat you senseless you pathetic little wimp." I was so frightened my body was shaking like a leaf. "I'll do anything you want Julie anything at all. Please don't beat me up." I pleaded with my hands clasped in front of me. "First of all you will apologise to them and beg for their forgiveness. It better sound sincere or I'll beat you to a pulp. Secondly, if they do forgive you you'll bow down and kiss their feet while graciously thanking them for being so understanding. Is that clear?" "Yes yes what ever you say. Thank you Julie thank you." I happily replied. "Don't thank me yet Richard. If I'm not satisfied with your performance I'll give you a good beating. Now march young man." She said as she yanked me up on my feet and dragged my trembling body out the door.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Thankfully David and the baby sitter accepted my apology and forgave me. I was sick to my stomach when I bowed down and kissed their feet but I didn't have the courage to disobey the strong young girl standing over me. Julie jerked me up on my knees when I was through degrading myself and put me in a full nelson. Her arms were to strong so I didn't even try to break her hold. I helplessly knelt there in her grasp with my muscular arms dangling in the air and whimpered like a pussy. "I'm not going to tell you again Richard. If you ever bother me or David again I'll beat you up so bad your own Mother wouldn't recognise you." She strengthened her hold and excruciating pain rushed up my arms as she lifted them in the air. I screamed like a bitch. "AAIIIEEEEEEEE!" "Is that clear?" She sternly asked. "YESSSSSSSSS! PLEASE JULIE I GIVE I GIVE!" "This is your last warning you little wimp. I'll hurt you worse then you ever dreamed was possible if you don't behave yourself." Julie threw me in the floor and put her foot in my face. My lips were mashed down by her soft smooth sole while she spread her toes around my nose. "Kiss it." She ordered as she pinched my nose tight. I immediately obeyed. I was so ashamed of myself for submissively lying there while an eleven year old girl used me as a door mat but Julie had broken me and my will belonged to her. "Good boy. Now kiss my toes." She commanded as she moved then down to cover my mouth. Shame rushed through my muscular body while I submissively kissed her toes and fearfully stared at her smiling face. "I think you know who's boss now don't you Richard?" "Yes Julie." I passively whimpered while she continued to rub her toes on my mouth. "Good boy. Now get up." I was docile and obedient when she dragged me to my feet and marched me to the door.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Julie grabbed my shirt and roughly jerked me up to her face. My face was as white as a sheet and I was scared out of my mind while her blue eyes bore into mine. "When you see David you will step to the side and bow your head in respect. If he tells you to do something you will keep your mouth shut and follow his orders like they were mine. Is that understood?" "Yes Julie what ever you say." I answered while trembling in her grip. "When you see me you will instantly drop to your knees and put your head on the ground. If I pass on by you can get up and walk away. If I stop you will firmly kiss my feet and submissively ask for my permission to leave. Understand?" "Yes Julie." I answered with tears in my eyes. "Good boy. Now say good night you little wimp." My eyes opened wide with fear when she drew back her fist. "G.Good.. night.. Miss.. J.Julie." I whimpered as she crushed my jaw with a smile. "SMMMACK!" I was sound asleep when I flew off of the porch and landed in the yard. Julie laughed and brushed her hands together as she turned to go back inside. I woke up about an hour later and stumbled down the street crying my eyes out. Since that fatal night eleven year old Julie Kilman has ruled my life. I hate myself for being such a coward but I'm no match for Julie and her hard hitting fists. So she orders and I obey. With my glass jaw I have no other choice. Julie Kilman is my Master.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.

Eleven year old Julie Kilman.