This story was inspired by Alexis Taylor (Shannan Leigh):
Nails
Alexis sat in the kitchen, wearing a short pink bathrobe, her feet up
on the chair in front of her. She was painting her toenails a dark
pink color to match her fingernails, which she had just finished
polishing.
Matt strode into the room wearing a T-shirt and jeans. He had just
come from a construction job. He worked as a carpenter. Matt
wrinkled his nose.
"Sheesh, woman, that smells awful!" he complained.
Alexis didn't bother to look up. "Too bad," she replied. "You know I
like to keep my nails nice and pretty."
"Geez," griped Matt. "You women spend so much time on your stupid
nails. And having long nails makes you practically helpless. You
can't do anything without worrying about breaking them or chipping the
polish. From now on, I forbid you to keep your nails long and painted."
Alexis looked up from her toes. "What?" she exclaimed, fire showing
in her pretty eyes. As usual, her lips were full sensual with freshly
applied lipstick. "What did you say?"
"You heard me, woman," said Matt.
Alexis rose to her feet and stood toe-toe with the larger man. She
held her hands in front of his face, her pretty nails in front of his
eyes. "Do my nails threaten you? Is that it?"
Matt laughed. "Not at all! They're just useless. Now trim them
before I teach you a lesson."
"I think you're the one who needs to be taught a lesson, big boy,"
Alexis replied, gripping Matt's chin with her right hand and digging
her long nails into his cheeks. "Two lessons, actually. I'm going to
teach you to appreciate my nails, and I'm going to teach you who the
boss is in this house."
Matt winced as Alexis drove her nails into his skin. Instinctively
his hands went to her wrist. She countered by attacking his abdomen
with the nails of her left hand. He yelped and then seized that hand
as well.
Now Matt held both of Alexis's wrists. "See, woman," he said, "I'm
the boss because I'm stronger than you are." He began twisting her
arms behind her.
Alexis squirmed and twisted and suddenly slipped behind Matt. In the
process she bent his right arm into a hammerlock and jerked his wrist
high in between his shoulderblades. He gasped in pain. She forced
him to his knees in front of her. Reaching around with one free hand,
she cupped his chin and jerked his head back, again driving her nails
into his cheeks. "What were you saying, little boy? Who's the boss?"
Matt refused to answer. He struggled and bucked, but Alexis was able
to twist his left arm behind him in a hammerlock also. Now he lay on
his stomach while Alexis sat on his lower back and tortured both his
arms. "Say it," she commanded. "Say that Alexis is the boss in this
house."
Matt grunted and moaned but refused to give in. Alexis grew impatient
with him. Standing up, she threw off her bathrobe, revealing a skimpy
pink bra and panties. She stood over Matt, hands on her curvy hips.
"Get up and fight like a man," she taunted.
Matt began to stand up. As he was rising, Alexis grabbed his t-shirt
and ripped it off. Before he could get to his feet, she kneed him in
the stomach then elbowed him in the back. He sank back to the floor.
She put her sexy foot on his neck. "Before I'm through with you,
honey, you're going to beg me to kiss my pretty toenails." He kicked
and thrashed helplessly beneath her foot.
Suddenly Matt twisted his body and managed to knock Alexis to the
floor. Before she could react, he scrambled on top of her. With his
superior weight and strength, he was able to pin her arms to the floor
and straddle her stomach.
"You got lucky for a minute, woman," he growled. "But I'm back on top
now. I can't believe you think you could actually fight with me. Now
tell me, who is the boss?"
Alexis smiled. "I am," she said calmly, and then she pushed against
the floor with her feet and bridged her body up in an arch. Matt
toppled off her and she sprang to her feet. Matt quickly recovered
and the two circled each other warily.
Suddenly Matt sprang forward and grabbed Alexis around the waist in a
bearhug. She gasped as he lifted her off her feet and began squeezing
the breath out of her. "Give up!" he grunted.
Alexis hung limply for several moments, fighting desperately to
breathe. With her last energy, she forced her hands onto Matt's face
and began clawing his eyes. He squeezed his eyes shut and resisted
the pain, still squeezing her tightly. As a last resort, she wrapped
her long hands around his neck. Her long fingernails dug into his
carotid artery. Slowly the pressure of the bearhug lessened as now it
was he who was losing energy. Finally he dropped Alexis and staggered
backward as he became woozy from her chokehold.
Alexis now went on the offensive. She reached down and grabbed Matt
behind the knees and swiftly yanked up on his legs, sending him
crashing to the floor on his back. The fall stunned him further.
Quickly Alexis unfastened his jeans and pulled them off his body,
leaving him only in his underwear. Grabbing his ankles again, Alexis
forced his feet over his head, bending him in half. He struggled
weakly, but once Alexis had him folded like a matchbook she sat on top
of him and he was completely trapped.
"I can't breathe," he panted.
"Tell me I'm the boss and I'll let you go," Alexis said calmly,
examining her nails as she sat on his legs.
"Never," he gasped.
"Too bad." She bounced on him several times, each time causing him to
scream louder, and then released him. His freedom was temporary,
though, as Alexis quickly crawled onto his chest and pinned his arms
to the floor with his knees. She leaned over him, her face inches
from his. "Like my nails?" she asked, giggling, holding her nails in
his face once again.
"No," he said weakly.
"Too bad," she smiled. She then covered his mouth with one hand and
squeezed his nose shut with the thumb and index finger of the other.
His eyes grew wide and frantic and he kicked his legs and squirmed
desperately, but he couldn't escape Alexis's grip. Soon his eyes
began to grow cloudy.
"Going to sleep?" Alexis taunted as she finally let him breathe.
"Don't you want to kiss my toenails first?"
Matt tried to shake his head, but Alexis had already rolled him over
to his stomach. Twisting both his arms into hammerlocks once more, she
held his head by his hair with one hand and stuck her feet in front of
his face. "Kiss," she commanded, forcing his mouth onto her toes. He
finally obeyed.
Alexis giggled. "It looks like you're coming around!" After he had
thoroughly kissed her feet, she rolled him back to his back. "Who's
the boss?" she asked.
"You are," he replied meekly.
"Yes, I am. Now you've got one more lesson to learn. You need to
appreciate my fingernails more fully. You need to learn to respect
them. Let's see what they can do, shall we?" And with that, she
began torturing the defenseless man. First she squeezed and pinched
his nipples. Then she tortured his crotch, giggling at his screams
for mercy. Sitting on his arms, she applied a two-handed abdominal
claw that made him twitch and quiver like a dying animal.
Finally Alexis hoisted Matt over her shoulders. She held him by his
thigh and his neck, her long nails digging into his skin. He lay
across her shoulders whimpering and begging for mercy.
"Just remember," Alexis laughed just before Matt sank into
unconsciousness, "that I am as tough as nails."
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