Amazons on Campus, Chapter 2
By Harley K. Grant, harleykgrant@yahoo.com
I get a present I never expected.


Been wronged? Well, yes, I had been. What was this mature, elegant woman going
to tell me? I found I had sat down beside her. To be that close was a bit
intimidating. She radiated confidence, self-possession, she'd be in control. I
was so weak by comparison.

"That beating you took yesterday was a mistake. We know now that you did
nothing to deserve it. It was the result of someone lying to us. I can assure
you that those responsible are being disciplined."

Wait, wait, "us"? "Who are you? I mean, that woman was sent to beat me?" My
voice was rising up a bit, as I took in the concept of some vast conspiracy, a
secret organization that beat up men.

She smiled at me, but it was a smile that seemed to denote superiority. "Let's
just say for now, that we're a group of strong women." She smiled again. "But,
more to the point, we are a group of honorable women, and what happened to you
is a stain upon our record, and so we have to do something to compensate. "

You know, she hadn't actually apologized. Well, maybe the substance of one if
not the form. I sort of nodded for lack of anything else to do.

"We've done a little investigation of you, and we know some of your sexual
interests."

I looked frightened again.

"Not to worry, your security for your online accounts is enough to keep the
ordinary folk unaware, but we have special abilities. And we know you do like
strong women, don't you?"

I could nod, but I was feeling violated ' violated and a bit excited. God I
did love the big girls: their thighs, their biceps, all of them.

"So, when you return to your apartment, you'll find a present waiting for you,
just outside in the trees. Of course, this present has to be acceptable to
you, we really are not making decisions for you, but I think you'll like it."
She stopped and I wondered what I should say.

"OK."

"I know, this is an unexpected turn of events and of course, you are naturally
submissive, not someone who takes charge of things. It's not an insult, just a
fact. We know you actually like and respect us Amazons, and that earns you
respect from us. So ' you get this present for 24 hours. You can do whatever
you want with it, just return it without damage." She smiled at this as if
she'd something rather funny, but I had no idea what it was.

"So, why don't you go and enjoy your present. Remember: whatever you want to
do." And she laughed again and got up and walked past me, the interview
clearly over.

I said goodbye to her retreating form, noting again that while she needed that
cane, she was clearly someone who'd spent her life being superbly fit.

I walked, slowly and painfully, back to my apartment. As I approached I
wondered where and how I'd see this present. And then, she walked out of the
woods. Not the same woman who'd beat me up, but one just as big. This girl was
younger, probably just a few years older than me, though even the youngest
Amazon seemed to exude the maturity of years. Maybe 5'6", broad shoulders,
thick legs, thick arms, you can imagine it.

She was my "present"? Oh boy.

I smiled at this amazing goddess and we both moved to my apartment door. I
opened it, and without a word we went inside. Was I afraid? Oddly no, I felt
that I was now among friends, somehow.

Once inside, I invited her to sit down. "Hello," I ventured.

"Hello," was all I got in reply.

"So, ah, what exactly are the terms of this?"

"I know what happened to you, it is embarrassing. I had a small part in that,
so that is why I am to obey you for one day."

"Obey me."

"Yes, whatever you tell me to do, I am to do. Without question."

"As long as I don't damage you." As if I could, I thought.

"Yes."

"Alright," I said. I stood up. I was acting quickly sort of as if I was afraid
that all this would disappear any second.

"Let's go in the bedroom." She got up and followed me without a word.

I shut the bedroom door behind us. Silly, but I was really private. The window
shades were drawn. We were private now.

"Let's take our clothes off." I couldn't bring myself to order her, even with
this invitation, I was still being sort of submissive.

Slowly we stripped, our eyes meeting. Her magnificent, and my tiny, body were
revealed. She was ripped, in contest shape. I took in all of her, from her
sturdy feet, the stomach, hard and flat, her chest with small firm breasts and
her proud head rising from a muscled neck.

"Come here." I sat backward on the bed.

She came to me and I touched her, and something electric passed between us. I
started stroking her, feeling her firm legs and hips. I lightly kissed her
stomach. For long minutes I just explored her body, smelling it, tasting it,
caressing it. But I knew what I wanted, something I couldn't imagine receiving
from such a powerful woman who could have any man she wanted.

"Suck my cock."

Oddly, she looked a little spooked for just a second, before she sunk down to
her knees, took my cock, now very firm, in her massive hand and put it to her
mouth. I leaned back, trying not to go totally into orbit.

But after a bit, I realized that something was wrong. She was sort of flailing
around. I told her to stop. Suddenly I had an idea.

"Have you sucked much cock?"

"Never." Well, that explained it. Of course, she was an Amazon, she worked
over guys, but probably made love to other Amazons. That would be something to
see.

"OK," I said, "let me show you." And I began to make suggestions. She was a
quick learner. But suddenly she stopped.

I looked at her. "I apologize for my disobedience," she said, but there was an
effort there.

"Stop," I said, "let's talk a bit. Come sit beside me. Actually, let's lie
down together."

And we lay down, face to face, and we put our arms around each other. So I
started asking her about her life. Well, of course she'd been dominant all her
life, never did what a man told her to, had loved exclusively women, other
than, as I guessed, working over some guys with a very big strap-on. To suck
cock seemed totally humiliating to her, and it gradually emerged that she
thought I had asked for that not for the pleasure but just to try to break
her.

It spoke to her discipline as an Amazon soldier that she revealed so little of
this and kept at her duty.

So I explained to her how good it felt, what a gift it was from a woman,
especially a powerful accomplished woman. And, also, how having her teeth so
near my cock actually gave her some power. So there was real mutual trust.

Gradually I could see her relax, and we nestled closer. Later she asked to
suck me again. I asked her if she was ready for something even more intimate.
She had to say yes.

I got on top of her powerful, rock-hard body and made love to her. It was the
most amazing event, the fulfilling of a fantasy I'd had since the day I first
noticed girls. Something I thought I never get to do with such a strong woman.
I came fairly quickly.

"Now I want to get you off." And I did another thing I've yearned for, I went
down on an Amazon, her thighs around my head, thighs that could crush my head
without mercy. What a scary, thrilling thing.

Later, both of us spent, I nestled into her, her arm under my head, my arm
across her chest. It was the traditional female position, but it was where I
longed to be. Cradled by an Amazon, I felt so safe.

And I had this woman for another 20 hours.