The Retirement Home
Copyright© 2026 by Jim Priest
Chapter 2: Bobby and the Karate Granny
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: Bobby and the Karate Granny - Shortcut leads Bobby & friends to a painful encounter with dominant older women.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual FemaleDom Oral Sex
Bobby takes refuge in a room but the elderly occupant demands satisfaction.
It might sound silly to you, but there were a load of old grannies wearing assorted gym wear closing in on me and I was terrified after seeing what a few of them had done to my mates. Running for my life I managed to avoid them and found myself in another corridor of the retirement home not knowing where I was or how to get out.
“It’s no use running, boy, we’ll get you in the end,” a granny’s voice told me from the other end of the corridor.
I ran on some more but found it was a dead-end apart from stairs leading upward. The granny mob were walking towards me and getting closer. I had no choice but to go up the stairwell only to find another corridor. There were rows of doors on either side on what I guessed was the ground level.
Hearing the women climbing the stairs behind me I ran on but heard voices from the other end. Panicking, I opened one of the doors and went in, hoping it might lead to a door to the outside world and closed the door behind me.
“Who are you?” an elderly female voice asked.
I spun around and was horrified to find myself in a sparsely decorated bedsit with an old pale wrinkly-faced elderly woman with short grey hair and glasses. I must have woken her from a nap in a large comfortable armchair, wearing a long black nightgown. I relaxed as she seemed harmless enough.
“I’m Bobby. I’ve just started here and came to see if everything was alright”.
I was pleased how quickly I had thought that up. She just gave me a strange look up and down through her glasses.
“Would you adjust my cushion please,” she asked.
I thought I’d better play along. As I approached her, she leant forward allowing me to adjust the cushion behind her.
“Is that better?” I asked.
“Much better,” she replied, still leaning forward with her face close to the top of my trousers.
I am startled as a hand touches my groin and has a good feel. I pulled back in alarm.
“I want cock,” she demands.
I was totally shocked by this and stammered as I started to back away from her.
“You ... you know the rules. No fraternising between staff and patients.”
“I always get it,” she said and began to rise from the chair.
As she got to her feet, I saw that she was petite and slim.
“Please stay in the chair,” I told her, worried about the frail old dear falling and hurting herself.
I was also worried about getting the blame which wouldn’t look good as I was technically an intruder in her room. As she confronted me, the lower part of her dressing gown opened to show a brief glimpse of bare knee and shin with a large shapely calve for her size.
“I’m very good in bed,” she stated as she stepped towards me. “More than capable of finishing you off in the bedroom,” she added with a knowing glance at the front of my trousers. “You’re going to give me a damn good seeing to!”
“It’s not allowed,” I protested, trying to back away but finding myself running out of room.
“You’re wearing jeans,” she observed while moving slowly towards me. “The staff here wear white trousers and tops. You’re an impostor.”
“It’s all a misunderstanding,” I began to explain.
She was between me and the door and I tried to past her to get to it.
“HAI!”
The unexpectedly loud sharp shout from the frail-looking little old lady made me jump. Her left hand shot out to grab the top of my T-shirt, pressing her knuckles against my throat which half-choked me as she pulled the top of my body to lean towards her. I couldn’t believe it as her right hand was raised open-palmed with fingers straight but suddenly became a blur of motion. The edge of her hand chopped the join of my neck and shoulders feeling like it was made of steel causing an explosion of agony. My shoulders hunched up as lancing pain shot through my nerves like I’d been tasered. More pain flared in the side of my neck again as the old lady’s left hand swung around to deliver another solid chop. Pain burned through my nervous-system while my head swam in a daze.
I was stunned at what had just happened but there were was no time to think as the little old lady raised her fists clenched in an intimidating fighting stance as if she knew what she was doing. A wide smug smile spread her lips.
“I love Karate as much as sex,” she stated, clearly amused by the fright upon my face. “To me they are the same thing. HAI!”
My dick lurched as the shout startled me. The hem of her dressing grown flicked up, with a glimpse of strongly muscled calves, as her right knee shot up like a cannon ball to solidly block my raised leg. Without pause, a small fist punched the side of my mouth with shocking force!
“Please stop!” I begged, clutching my mouth.
“HAI!”
Like lighting the hem slid back to reveal the side of large shapely muscled calves as her knee rose and the foot shot forward to kick me in the balls with the base of her toes. Before I could cry out, another hard punch smashed my mouth. My hands automatically went to my groin and brushed against her calves and foot, which were still there. I was surprised by how large and well-developed they were hanging at the back of her lower leg.
“I don’t want to break your balls until I’ve drained you!” she laughed.
Another terrifying shout accompanied a knee shooting up, with the hem of the nightdress sliding along slim blemish-free firm-looking thighs with incredible flexibility for someone her age. Before I could blink, her foot pounded my stomach with fearsome force, flattening my diaphragm. I groaned as my breath escaped my mouth, only to be silenced as a small fist punched the side of my mouth again. The blow was so strong, my face was whipped around to the side making me dizzy. Boy could this little old granny punch hard! Barely lowering her knee, the leg straightened in the blink of an eye.
“HAI!”
A powerful kick slammed into my gut, blasting what little air was left in my lungs while I began to stagger backwards. She was fast, boy was she frighteningly fast! Another solid punch mashed my mouth and my senses went into a daze then my legs gave way beneath me. Unable to stop it, I fell to the carpet in humiliation, floored by a little old granny!
In horror I saw her right foot rise, positioned above my face.
“Please no more!” I begged as she grabbed my hair and pulled my head up.
“You better get that dick out, ready and willing, boy, by the time I’ve finished softening you up,” she sneered while glaring down at me.
Her foot stomped down like a hammer of doom, pounding the side of my face. Crying out, I raised my hands to protect my face but her foot stamped down breaking through my hands to strike again.
“Get up boy or I’ll mash you into the carpet and it takes them weeks to get the stains out.”
She raised her foot again, looking down at me in a menacing manner that a sweet little old granny should not.
I quickly got to my feet and made a run for the door but the petite woman was shockingly fit and fast for her age. Getting to the door first, she spun around to face me with a fierce expression.
“HAI!”
My groin lurched at that nerve-wracking shout while the hem of her dressing gown sliding right back above her knee and her right leg lifted flexibly in the blink of an eye. I groaned in agony as the sole of her bare foot slammed right against my stomach with such shocking power that it jerks my body momentary off the floor while spilling my breath. Without pause or mercy, she immediately kicked again, with her lean toned calves flexing, hammering my poor gut and rocking my body hard.
“HAI!”
Kick after kick blasts my sore and flattened gut, the impacts shaking my body continuously. In agony, unable to draw breath, I was terrified of this little Karate granny who is relentless and looks like she wants to kill me slowly!
My upper body folded up over my aching gut only to be kicked around the top of my head, making me see stars followed by several kicks to the front of my shoulder that stung like crazy. It was humiliating to be beaten up by a petite aged lady, not to mention painful.
“Having difficulty keeping up with me?, boy,” she chuckled.
Her hands grabbed the sides of my head and pulled down my face.
“HAI!”
I cried out as a slim bony knee rocketed upwards towards my bowed face. The impact was dreadful and blasted me upright where a fist punched the side of my mouth again. Within the beat of my heart, her right leg kicked right up high like a rocket with incredible flexibility. Looking at the sole of her foot, I had no time to scream as it pummelled my face with devastating power again and again and again. My head bobbed about like a cork in a stormy ocean, rocking back and forth while my senses swirled and phased out of this reality.
+++ I opened my eyes to find myself on the floor of an unfamiliar room. My face and body ached all over. Someone had really put me through the wringer. Had I annoyed Judo boy? As I began to get off the floor, a lean pair of bare legs appeared in my vision, lean, short and muscular. I looked up to see a little old white-haired lady standing over me, glaring at me ferociously through her glasses. It worried me that she wore a white martial arts gi jacket with the sleeves cut off to show off her lean scrawny arms which were firm, toned and muscled and lined with intimidating prominent biceps veins. Her legs were likewise bare, lean with slender well-defined quadriceps and slender shapely, toned and muscled calves. That gi top made her looked formidable and dangerous especially with the way her slim arms hardened around the biceps when she bent her arms and her rugged-looking forearms as she clenched her fists. A black belt was tied around her waist, one tail of which bore the name “Edna Wilson” in white letters along with 5 horizontal golden stripes. It all came back to me in a shock. A sinking feeling gathered inside me as I remembered Judo Boy explaining the grades in martial arts and that 5 bars meant 5th Dan and was very high. Oh crap I really needed to get out of here!
I cautiously got to my feet with my hands showing supplication. To my alarm the old dear raised her fists in a competent-looking fighting stance with a swell of corded muscle around her biceps and a thickening of her rugged forearms. A fierce expression on her sweet wrinkled old granny face showed she was eager to beat the crap out of me! All that lean muscle on the little aged lady magnified her ferocity and scared the whatnot from me.
“Back off. I’m not going to be bullied by an elderly lady old enough to be my granny,” I told her, trying to act tough and clenching my fists.
“HAI!”
I flinched and my groin lurched as a blur of motion sped towards me. Agonising pain exploded in my chest as a dainty fist struck my sternum with shocking power that made my body jerk under the impact. There was a tightness in my chest but when I tried to take a breath, her fist punched again immediately followed by a double chest punch, one after the other, leaving me gasping open-mouthed like a fish out of water. I was shocked that the old dear could hit that hard and so fast! Horse-shoe shaped triceps swelled on the back of her arms as she continued to pound my chest like a mad Japanese drummer, driving every bit of air from my lungs with her small fists. She kept on punching me at a frenetic rate as if I were a punchbag and didn’t let me draw any air. There was nothing I could do to get away from her. Her powerful punches left me helpless and paralysed with fear, unable to defend myself or move. It was too much for me to handle and my chest felt like it was burning red raw as I struggled to breathe. The little old granny was relentless and I was scared she was going to break my ribs!
Incapacitated, I couldn’t stop a slightly-built old lady from pushing my back up against a wall and pressing her bony knuckles against my throat.
“Do you know what this means?” she says glaring sternly at me while pointing to the bars on her black belt.
I was unable to reply let alone breathe.
“It means I can kick your arse and do whatever I like to you and you can’t stop me,” she chuckled as a hand felt my dick through my jeans. “Let’s get this nice and hard. You better know how to use it, boy!”
I tried to push her away but she brought her left knee up by my side while pressing her knuckles hard against my throat so that I was choking. Feeling light-headed and my face turning red, I didn’t like the way she stared at me with intense superiority.
“I can see the fear in your eyes. That’s how it should be, boy.”
Finally she stopped choking me and raised her fists in warning.
“You haven’t got a chance against me, boy. Strip off and get your cock out and put it use.”
The thought of sex with a little old wrinkly granny was repulsive. I only fancied girls my age or slightly older not an extremely mature woman with lean sinewy arms! By the way she glared at me, I was sure she was going to punch me again and instinctively thrust out my right arm to stop it. In the blink of an eye, her right arm shot out with the forearm blocking my wrist with a shuddering stop which hurt my hand.
“HAI!”
I was startled by the shout as a shockingly fast punch slammed into my gut like a wrecking ball driving painfully deep leaving me terribly winded and creasing over sharply while gasping for breath. The little old Karate granny pushed me back upright.
Grabbing hold of my chin, with her scary bicep veins prominent in my vision, the slightly-built old lady forced me to look at her and brought her face close to mine.
“This is how I welcome all young men who come into my room,” she said then slowly ran her tongue up the side of my face.
I tried not to groan with the effect her wet tactile tongue had on me. She gave me a long nerve-tingling lick up the side of my face, neck and ears which drove me crazy with repulsion and yet it made my dick stiffen. Holding my face by the chin she stared into my eyes.
“Over 70 with a double hip replacement and I can still kick your arse,” she sneered. “I’m going to dominate you physically then dominate you sexually as well and there is nothing you can do to stop me.”
With a look of amusement at my fearful reaction Edna raised her fists.
“HAI HAI!”
The little elderly horny Karate granny began a terrible onslaught of very fast punches to my gut and chest. My body spasmed and writhed continually with the mighty impacts of her small fists which shuts down my ability to breathe.
“HAI!”
Creasing sharply forwards her muscular right leg shoots up and I feel what seemed like a lump-hammer strike my chin, blasting my head over the back of my shoulders. I felt myself falling backwards with my head in a swirl before I cried out as my back slammed into the floor. That kick was shockingly powerful and nearly bust my jaw!
“I maybe old but it’s easy enough for me to persuade young men like you to give me plenty of cock.”
“ ... sorry,” I gasped barely able to speak.
Her stern wrinkled face was a picture of confident female domination and it terrified me yet the powerful image that gi implied was exciting and dangerous.
“You’ll be sorry alright if you don’t give me what I want.”
I needed to get away from this dangerous crazy old woman so tried getting to my feet and made a run for the door. In my condition I could barely walk in a straight line and the terrifying granny blocked my way.
“HAI!”
The awful loud shout made me jump and my cock lurch. Her left hand slammed into my right arm knocking it out of the way immediately following by her right fist pounding the front of my throat. I was coughing and clasping my throat unable to breath for a few seconds afraid that this old granny was going to kill me with Karate!
Edna stood before me in a stance with her hands held open-palmed with the fingers straight and held together like blades. It scared me. She looked ruthlessly dominant and powerful in a way that caused my dick to stir.
“Get your shoes and socks off. HAI!”
The edge of her right hand strikes the side of my neck like an axe.
“HAI! HAI!”
Her hands rapidly chopped each side of my neck. My body is paralysed as the diminutive old lady beats me up.
“Next time I’ll put you in A&E. Now do as you are told, boy”, she sneered with her hard-edged chopping hands raised to strike again.
Hopping on one foot I began to remove my shoes and socks, while Edna watched me like a hawk with a stern expression.
I then repeat the process with the other foot.
“HAI! HAI! HAI!”
With a tight-lipped emotionless expression, her small wrinkled hands flash out in a hailstorm, chopping various points of my torso over and over with frightening speed and power. Points of agony flare up where-ever those dainty hands strike leaving an agonising trail of electric bolts searing through my nervous system and leaving me a nervous and physical wreck!
A final chop to my neck drops me to the floor at her feet.
“Trousers off,” she commanded.
She crouched down and blasted a fist against the side of my neck.
“You need to learn obedience, boy,” she sneered raising those deadly small hands poised to deliver more pain.
She pointed to my jeans and I don’t hesitate to remove them out of fright.
“Nearly ready for me,” she observes the stiff bulge in my pants. “Get them off.”
“You can’t do this. It’s rape!” I tell her.
She just laughs cruelly.
“There’s the door. If you can get to it, you can go,” she teases.
She turned her back on me and I saw my chance. I jumped up and wrap my arms around her middle to restrain her.
“I knew you’d fall for that,” she laughed as I struggled to keep a hold of her. “HAI!”
I yelped as the sole of a foot slammed back into my right knee-cap and again as the foot stomped down upon my toes. Her right fist whipped back over her shoulder and the knuckles hammered my nose.
The frail-looking little old granny in the Karate gi jacket quickly spun around to hold my right arm against her slim hip as her bony knee repeatedly rose to pound my gut without mercy. Once more I’m in winded agony as her knee hammers away at my stomach. As my body creases forward, she holds her knee raised up so that I crease over it.
“HAI!”
I cry out in agony as the Karate granny drives the point of an elbow against the middle of my back between my shoulder blades before releasing me. I tried to stagger away but my right knee gives way and I collapse onto one knee. It sounds pathetic to be beaten up by a much smaller and older granny but her Karate was too much to handle.
“You know what I want,” she snarled. “And those have to come off first,” she said pointing to my underpants. “But I know how hard it is for young men to willingly part with them, and you will be hard and willing by the time I’ve finished warming you up,” she chuckled. “Besides beating up a young man makes me really horny. HAI!”
Jumping with fright, I had no time to move as a slim leg whipped up at a terrifying speed and demonstrating amazing flexibility. A dainty foot that felt as hard as a hammer pounded my face with shocking power. Before I could stagger a step backwards the leg had fallen and kicked up again in the blink of an eye.
“HAI HAI HAI!”
Blindingly fast hard hitting kicks pounded my head and body at a tremendous rate that only seemed to get faster the more she kicked. Kicking me helpless with amazing stamina, the little old lady unleashed a devastating series of high karate kicks that made my body jerk with every strike. Glaring at me through her glasses with a stern and aggressive expression she kept kicking me without mercy and with exceptional stamina, that I found arousing.
“HAI!”
An extra loud shout terrified me as a frighteningly powerful kick slams my body right across the room to collapse in a heap upon the floor.
Panting heavily and aching all over, I tried to get to my feet but there was no way I could remain standing for long after that brutal barrage. Edna caught hold of my wrist and bent my hand back making me yelp with the pain.
“Did this little old granny hurt you?” she sneered as I writhed in agony under her grip while her superior looking face glared at me through her glasses. “Sometimes I forget my own strength. HAI!”