Postby Jon Snow » Wed Aug 05, 2015 4:05 am
Part 1 -
It all started when Missy was relaxing in her pool.
Missy was 11 years old. She had a sister, Mary, who was 13, and step-brother Eric, who was 15.
It was this stepbrother who allowed Missy to realise her ability to dominate boys.
Missy was a pretty girl, with long brown hair and seductive blue eyes. She floated, contently, in the pool wearing her skin-tight one piece swimsuit.
Her attractiveness had not gone unnoticed by her perverted step-brother, who was more attracted to little Missy than to Mary, who he thought was too much of a goody-goody. Missy had a mischievous streak, and Eric liked that in a girl.
So, Eric, wearing his swimming trunks, dropped into the pool and brushed against Missy's thigh.
Missy sigh, annoyed, and kicked her legs, heading for the side of the pool.
She lifted herself onto the edge of the pool, her feet in the water, and glared at her step-brother.
He smiled a smile of fake innocence. "Aren't you coming back in, little sis?"
"I'm not your "sis"!" Missy snapped. "No blood relations, thank God for that."
Eric moved closer, now close enough that she could poke him with her foot if she wanted to. "Come on, sweets. Come back in with me...it'll be fun!"
Missy shuddered. She was revolted by her step-brother's advances on her. If he was a decent guy, she might have considered it...but no, he was a jerk. A total, no-threads-attached jerk.
And he proved it by grabbing one of her feet with each hand and pushing her legs apart.
Missy acted with instinct. She closed her legs, but Eric's head was trapped between them. Missy had not intended this and was about to let go and storm off, when she realised that Eric was struggling to escape the leg lock she now had him in.
He arms were on her thighs, trying in vain to prise them off his head.
A small smile crept onto Missy's lips. She began to tighten her legs, locking her ankles behind Eric's head.
The small 11 year old now had her 15 year old step-brother trapped in a vice-like headsicssors.
Missy began to ponder her situation. After all, Eric wasn't going anywhere, and she now had all the time in the world.
If she could easily trap her older step-brother in a headscissors, did that mean she was stronger than him?
Or was it just that she was a capable gymnast and swimmer, with strong legs and hips?
As she pondered this, she heard a giggle behind her.
She looked back, not releasing her hold on Eric.
Her sister Mary was standing there, an expression of amazement on her face. Standing next to her was her friend Daisy, also 13, who had her hands over her mouth, stifling her giggles.
The two girls were wearing bikinis - clearly they had been about to join Missy in the pool.
"Missy...what on earth?" Mary asked.
Missy explained the situation calmly.
Mary made a disgusted face at Eric's advances on her little sister, but was giggling along with Daisy by the end of Missy's story.
"My god, Missy...." Daisy said. "How on earth did you become so strong?"
Missy thought for a second.
"I'm not sure I did, you know. I think it might just be normal."
The girls stared at her. "You mean...you think all girls are stronger than all guys?"
Missy shrugged. "It's just a theory. Eric might be weak. But we could test it out...."
The girls giggled. "I like where this is going..." Daisy smirked.
"But first, let's deal with Eric here..." Mary smiled.
Daisy let out a giggle. "Let's tie him up! Then he'll be our little slave!"
"Great idea!" said Missy. "Help me drag him upstairs, and don't let him escape!"