Billy wakes up and goes home.

When Billy woke up, he was alone on the ring floor, and the gym was empty. A mixture of relief and shame washed over him along with the memory of what had happened. Part of him was glad Karen had finally left, that the torment had finally come to an end. The other part was embarrassed that she had knocked him out so hard she got bored of him, packed up her stuff, and left, all without him waking up.

It wasn't surprising, though. He felt like he'd been run over by a train. His whole body hurt. "Unnnhhh," Billy groaned as he moved his arms and legs experimentally.

Getting beaten by Anna and Heather using the loaded gloves hurt, but he'd gone down in very few punches. This was worse. He'd taken so many punches from Karen that even though they were weaker, their effects spread all over his body, and the dull throbbing pain was almost more than he could bear.

Then there was the psychological pain of having been publicly dominated by Karen. The snooty MILF had made him look like an amateur, outlasting him and ultimately knocking him around the ring like HE was the rookie.

The boxing club was probably done, Billy thought. Or worse, Karen would take it over and use Billy as her practice dummy.

He pushed himself to his hands and knees, shakily. He walked outside to his car in a daze, the afternoon light hurting his tender eyes. As he drove home, all he could think about was Karen and her unreasonably sexy body bouncing around the ring, beating him senseless.

Fairly. Without a built-in advantage. He wasn't going easy on her.

How could it be? Was she just gifted? Just better? Was she sandbagging him, did she actually have training and just fake being an amateur? No way, you can't fake the horrible footwork she had at the beginning of the match.

A fresh round of embarrassment caused Billy's face to turn red and his cock to twitch as he imagined the MILF kicking his ass.

His dick started getting harder and harder, and of course it was just as he was pulling into his driveway. His mom's car and Anna's were both in the garage, leaving him to park in the driveway.

Normally Billy parked in the garage, and Anna as the younger sibling took the driveway. Billy tried to think of the last time she'd parked in the garage and couldn't remember when it was. Had she parked there just to demonstrate her superiority over him? Was it a challenge? It seemed hard to interpret it as anything else...

When Billy trudged through the door, he was startled to see that Heather and Anna were both sitting on the couch chatting and having a glass of wine.

When they saw Billy's swollen, beaten face, they had opposite reactions. Heather's was shock and dismay. Anna's was complete glee.

"Whoa, what happened to you, bro?" she blurted out. "Someone kicked your ass huh?"

Billy couldn't conceal his discomfort, and Anna sensed it easily. "They did, didn't they? I bet it was another woman! It was, wasn't it?"

Billy couldn't meet her eyes, and she hopped up off the couch and skipped over to him. He tried to get past her, but she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him up against the wall. Her fingers dug into his tender shoulders.

"Oww, stop Anna!" he groaned at her. But she didn't let him go. She grinned right in his face, her eyes sparkling.

"So...what's that, three different women who have knocked you out?" she asked mischievously.

Three? What? Anna wasn't supposed to know. He looked over shoulder to see that Heather was giving him a pitying look, glass of wine in hand.

"Sorry, honey, she was asking me questions and I had to tell her the truth!" Heather said apologetically.

"Who was it?" Anna asked excitedly.

"I'm not telling you!" Billy retorted angrily, realizing a bit too late that he had walked into her trap. If it had been a guy, he wouldn't have minded telling her. Keeping it secret was an admission that she was right--that it WAS a woman who kicked his ass. Anna knew Karen, and she would never let Billy live it down if she found out it was Karen who'd dommed him this afternoon.

"Oh yes you are," Anna said, switching her grip on him so that one hand was pressing his neck to the wall. Billy tried to get her off him, but after a brief struggle, he totally failed. Anna was fresh and in decent shape, and Billy's arms felt like useless lead.

"Wow, this woman must have really weakened you if your sister can just...hold you in place," Anna laughed. Billy could only gurgle in response, as she was really **** him now. He groped at her arm helplessly, and she easily shrugged him off.

Heather had gotten up and was approaching them. Billy half hoped she would save him from Anna, but the shame of needing to be saved was nearly overwhelming. And Heather didn't save him anyway. She just playfully smacked Anna's butt and said "Don't hurt your brother, please!"

Anna yelped and laughed, and loosened her grip just enough so that Billy could gasp for air. "Tell me," she said.

Billy just stared angrily at her.

Anna pushed harder and Billy was back to not breathing.

"Tell me!" she insisted.

Just as Billy was going to start tapping her arm for mercy, he heard his mother's voice. "Anna, leave him alone! And come help me with this."

Anna narrowed her eyes at Billy and then let him go, walking off to the kitchen, making sure to give him a great view of her butt. Billy slumped to the floor, then when he'd gotten enough air, staggered off to his room.

He lay on his bed, images of Heather, Anna, and Karen rushing through his head in rapid succession. He was dizzy at the implications of all of them having beaten him up. Each of them thought they'd done it legitimately. And Karen actually had. How much longer could he expect this to be a secret? Maybe it was already out.

In the middle of his reverie, his phone buzzed. He looked at the text, and his heart suddenly felt like it had been dropped in cold water.

"Hi Billy. This is Karen. I need you to come over tomorrow, I have work for you to do."

Billy didn't respond immediately. What was he supposed to say? Yes ma'am? Happy to help? So glad you're extorting me?

Another buzz. "Do not ignore me. it won't end well. ;)"