Billy lets her go

“Knocked. The fuck. Out.”

Billy laughed, grinding his dick against Anna’s ass. He let her limp body sway side-to-side in his arms, enjoying the moment. He had won. Finally.

Anna felt him lean in a bit closer, lowering his voice and removing the growl as he spoke his next words a lot more gently.

“What’s wrong, nerd? Did you go out like a chump? Maybe you should’ve worked harder in PE class,” Billy taunted her, whispering right into her ear.

Anna suppressed a shudder, feeling a strange tingle run through her body as her brother’s soft words tickled her ear. She could feel him slightly rubbing his stupidly fat cock against her butt. His big, stupid arms were still squeezing her, still controlling her, still dominating her, even as she pretended to have already lost. He was still draining her to zero. And then…

Billy dropped her.

Relief flooded Anna’s system all at once, but she didn’t let herself react just yet. She just allowed herself to fall to the floor, limp and useless, the picture of a defeated opponent. She needed to catch her breath. Billy’s arms had really done a number on her.

Anna heard Billy start laughing from above her. No doubt he was looking down at her crumpled form right now, thinking she was finished. Defeated by a hug. Nothing but a nerd in over her head. A nerd put back into her rightful place.

But that nerd was slowly recovering. That nerd had already beaten her older brother once before - already earned herself an unlikely victory. A knockout, even. And now, between the adrenaline dump Billy was no doubt experiencing thanks to thinking the fight was over, and how tired his arms no doubt were from all that squeezing, this was her chance. He would never be weaker, be less prepared, than right now.

Anna just had to wait for the right moment to spring back to life. If she timed it wrong, Billy might still overpower her. She needed that lactic acid in his arms to really build up, she needed him in the right position. She couldn’t blow this.

Anna had mostly caught her breath by the time she felt Billy’s footsteps coming closer to her limp, defeated form. Thinking he’d knocked out his nerdy little sister. Thinking she was slumbering on his bedroom floor right now.

“Look at you down there. Not much to say now, huh sis?”

Billy was feeling good. Anna had come into his room, his domain, looking to dominate him. But he had finally got a win. A win he should have gotten every time he’d battled a woman before, but a win nonetheless. And now, his irritating sister would never find out he’d been knocked out by Karen. Never mock him, joke about how their mom had put him on his ass ****. Never pin him against a wall and **** him with one hand. Never sneak into his room at night to grapple him in bed, expecting to somehow beat him with her nerdy little frame.

“What were you thinking?” Billy chuckled, shaking his head and admiring that plump ass he’d been feeling on his dick for the past few minutes.

Anna would just have to accept that things were back to normal. Accept her place as his inferior.

When the moment came, she would show him just wrong he was.