Billy goes all the way

“Stupid fucking nerd. Did my hug knock you out? Really?” Billy was drinking the moment in.

Anna hung uselessly, mentally praying that she would be released. But Billy just kept on squeezing. She could feel herself fading in his arms. Fading, fading, fading. It was hard to even think anymore.

Feeling more powerful, Billy raised his voice as he continued.

“Something to say, sis? Weren’t you gonna try knock me out?” Billy growled in her ear, taunting what he thought was her **** body. He wouldn’t be wrong for long. “Weren’t you saying some shit about how I’d lose? Huh? What happened, huh?”

Anna’s last ditch plan had failed. There was hope of escape now. Her stupid, brutish older brother had outdone her with his great strength. Those strong arms had squeezed her better than she could plan a way out of. Her clever, nerdy brain got defeated by his biceps. It was a humiliating thought.

She had come into his room to mock him, to play with her stupid older brother some more, but she had failed. And she too tired to struggle now. She lost. It was over.

She wasn’t like an early human using her clever mind to take down a wild beast. Instead, she was just some arrogant girl in over her head. A girl who had stupidly thought that beating her brother once meant she didn’t have to worry about him anymore. That she could use him and play with him however she wanted.

She was wrong. She was so, so wrong. Of course she would lose. Why wouldn’t she?? A few weeks ago, she never would have dared try to start a fight with anyone, let alone BILLY. Now, she was being reminded why that was.

As clever as she may have been, as intelligent, she still was far from him physical equal. She hadn’t become a shy nerd because she’d been unaware of her true power - it was a survival strategy. Keep your head down, keep your nose in those little books, and don’t mess with people bigger and stronger than you. But tonight she’d come into Billy’s room to start a fight with him - on PURPOSE. Maybe she wasn’t as clever as she thought…

These were her final panicked thoughts, as she realized that Billy wasn’t letting go and that she had lost. And then, she was gone. With a quiet, air-restricted, wavering outward sigh, her clever mind blinked out thanks to her brother’s brute muscle. Squeezed to sleep in a nice warm hug. And just like that, the petite nerd was left dangling from her brother’s strong arms, coaxed and squeezed into a deep slumber. Utterly at his mercy.

As if a joke of fate, Billy would stop squeezing and let her drop to the floor just a few seconds later, blissfully unaware that she had been secretly conscious until a few moments before. She tumbled, limp and silent, collapsing into a pile at his feet.

Maybe he’d just squeezed her too well, or maybe having embarrassing, ugly fucking knockouts was just a family trait - but she didn’t look good. Face down, ass up. Already, there was drool collecting around her lips, and with her airways no longer restricted, a faint buzz was coming from her throat. A gentle, very quiet, snore. If her eyes weren’t closed, they would be obviously rolled up stupidly into her head. It was a bad knockout.

At the ends of her arms, Anna’s fingers were curled up. Her toes were curled too. And so there she lay, sound asleep, drooling and snoring like an utter fucking moron, Billy her plump round ass sticking up into the air. All this from a simple, warm and cozy hug?

She was defenceless. Defeated. And frankly, she looked stupider than she ever had before. She never should’ve come here and challenged Billy.

“Pathetic,” he grunted, a smile obvious in his tone as he leered at her embarrassing form.

What was he going to do with her now…?