Hungarian secretary 2
by Theseus




John did not sleep much the night before. What had happened to him at the
office with Zsuzsa was surreal. All the fantasy stories that he would
sometimes read and jerk off to on websites such as Diana the Valkyrie,
suddenly came to life. He had no idea a real life muscle amazon worked at his
office just a few steps away from him. She had beaten him, humiliated him,
took his money, blackmailed him but still he couldn't wait to see her again.
Sure he was worried a little about the pictures being circulated and losing
his job but he didn't think it would come to that. He just wanted to be with
her. See her muscles, touch them and be dominated by them.

Zsuzsa as well was excited but managed to get some good night's rest. Her sex
drive after months of being single had finally been satisfied. She liked John
and was worried if she took it too far. She liked both the way he looked and
his personality. She had always been distant to him because he was her boss.
She was also distant because she thought he would think he was too little for
her. But obviously there was some attraction there. Why else would he approach
her in the admittedly rude and offensive way? He needed to be taught a lesson.
That was for sure. But maybe he could be trained. Better than the obnoxious
macho men she had encountered so far in her life. Yea his body was thin, with
a little belly around the middle and his cock was nothing spectacular but it
did the job. He was good with his tongue and he seemed to take to her
dominating him quite well. He seemed very turned on by it and after his first
few failed attempts to fight her he had submitted. Yea he just needed to be
trained, shown his position but he would be good in the long run. She would
just have to go all out in her training of him.

She went shopping with his money that morning and got for herself a jaw
dropping revealing dress. She knew he would not be able to resist her. It was
shiny silver. With a VERY short skirt that revealed her muscular calves. The
top was little more than 2 pieces of fabric that fell over each of her
breasts. In between her insanely defined 6 pack could be seen. No bra was to
be worn. It was unnecessary anyway. Her pecs held her big breasts in place.
The two pieces of fabric would reveal more than they would cover.

John was nervous all day, but dressed up smartly and showed up at her
apartment on time to pick her up. She buzzed him in and greeted him wearing
just a long pink worn out robe. He wasn't at all disappointed though because
he knew how close he was to the muscular body of his secretary. And neither
was she. He looked good and the look of excitement on his face betrayed his
true feelings. She let him in and showed him where to make himself a drink as
she was going to fetch a couple of things. When she came back she had her
hands behind her back.

"First I'd like to show you this." And she pulled out a huge 10 inch black
dildo. He didn't know what to say. Was that for him? He could never accept
that. She saw the look of fear on his face. "Don't worry "Big Boy". It's not
for you." She winked at him. "I am just showing you your competition. I've
been single for a while and this is what it took to satisfy me. How do you
think you measure up "BIG" Boy? I saw what you got, or haven't got in that
department last night. Don't worry. You'll do but you have to try your best to
keep up with me and keep me satisfied. But I will get my satisfaction one way
or another. Maybe tonight you will help me meet someone who can compensate for
your ... short comings every now and then."

He looked down at both their feet. He felt embarrassed. Once again this was
not going as he had imagined it. She picked his chin and lifted his face to
look up to her. "Don't worry just yet. You did good last night. Other than the
wrestling part." She chuckled. "That's where you truly are pathetic. You have
no muscle or skill whatsoever".

"I would love to wrestle you again." He said.

"You would? What could you hope to accomplish?" She felt his arm where his
limp biceps laid. "You got nothing. I'm the one with the muscle here and don't
you forget it." She said menacingly as she took a step right in his face.
Looking down on him as her breasts were pushing him backwards.

"But I really, I mean would like to please wrestle you again. I love your
body. And to be honest losing to you so easily despite my efforts ... turns me
on."

"You little perv. You like the big woman man handling you. Or should I say
woman handling you." She smiled. "Maybe. But don't try to piss me off on
purpose. I can break you in half. Anyway, I have a surprise for you." She
pulled her other arm behind her back and revealed a lotion. "I want you to put
this on my legs."

She moved to the couch, pulled up her robe and put her left leg at an angle on
an ottoman in front of it. "On your knees. Rub it on my legs." He gladly
obeyed and applied it to her long muscular legs. She would twist them on
purpose so that their masculinity would show off even more. He had an erection
only made harder with her occasional rubbing her tow over it over his pants.

Once that was done, she left him to go get dressed. He was left standing in
the living room with a raging erection. When she came out of her bedroom, he
was stunned. The washboard stomach got his attention immediately. But how
could he look away from her barely covered breasts. Or the clearly defined
biceps. Or the long legs on the 4 inch high heels that accentuated her long
muscles even more and made her tower 6 inches over him.

"I see you like what you see! Good. Now let's go big boy. You got to show me a
good time tonight." They grabbed their jackets and took a taxi to one of the
finest restaurant in Budapest. Although at first he could not take his eyes
away from her incredible body he eventually focused on her beautiful face and
her intelligent funny conversation. She never once insulted or belittled him
during dinner so John started feeling like his own confident self again.

"Shall we get going?" She asked after dessert was finished. "I want you to
take me to one of those clubs you and your buddies frequent. With all the
skanks. I want to see where you used to hang out up until now." He immediately
started to worry. Was she going to say something in public?

So after another taxi ride they arrived at a club frequented by mostly foreign
men and the Hungarian women who were after them. They checked their coats and
stepped into an almost pitch dark and loud room. She grabbed him by the wrist
and pulled him towards the bar. "I don't want to lose you in the crowd little
man. I'll order us drinks at the bar. You pay."

With their drinks at hand they started mingling until they found some of his
friends. Andrew who he knew for the US embassy and his Hungarian girlfriend
Anniko and another American colleague of his named Brad. They had a table
already in one of the booths lining the big room all around. They all started
talking) as loud as they could in order to be heard over the music) and having
a good time. Zsuzsa got up to dance with Brad leaving John behind. After Brad
she danced with a buff Hungarian looking dude, which made John feel jealous
and uncomfortable. He got up to the dance floor only to be ignored. Danced as
a third wheel for a while, then sat back down.

After several more songs Zsuzsa sat back down right next to John and put her
arm around his shoulders. The heat in the room and the dancing had made her
perspire a little just enough to put a fine sheen over her body, making her
muscles to glisten and look even more pronounced. She pointed out to John a
table barely seen across the dance floor. A girl was sliding slowly and
"discreetly" under the table to give what appeared to be a blow job to her
boyfriend relaxing on the couch.

"Would you like that big boy?" She asked.

John who was feeling neglected and jealous lit up and nodded eagerly.

"Yea me too." She said and grabbed the back of his head with her right arm and
pushed him under the table. Despite his resistance, her bulging arm muscle
would not be denied. She put him between her legs and kept him there. There he
discovered she had no underwear on and since he had no choice he went to work.
Their couple friends sitting next to them saw it and Anniko screamed "Nagyon
jo!" Cheering them on before she turned to her boyfriend to start making out
themselves.

Zsuzsa laid back and enjoyed herself, surprised of her own lack of restrain in
public. She came twice before she let him up. His face covered in juices and
his gelled hair all messed up.

"Go clean yourself up and get us another vodka red bull on your way back." She
ordered him and he obeyed. He felt embarrassed in front of his friends but
they didn't seem to care. He chose to be pouty for the rest of the evening but
Zsuzsa ignored him. She socialized with his friends who all complemented her
physique and kept admiring her and asking questions.

Around 1am, Zsuzsa decided it was time for them to leave. They got in a taxi
to head to her apartment. She had noticed his frustration but she expected
this. Even as they were making their way up. John started complaining about
how she had embarrassed him in front of his friends, how could he show his
face in public again etc. She led him in her apartment and told him to just
shut up and be a good little man. That infuriated him. He knew she was his
physical superior but as he was standing very near her, he decided to take a
gamble one more time.

He hugged her, put his foot behind her feet and pushed. Zsuzsa still in her
high heels fell down bringing him down with her. He ended up on top of her for
the first time ever. Sitting on her stomach, he grabbed her by the wrists and
held her arms next to her head. Her dress top had been unraveled making her
practically topless. After her initial surprise, Zsuzsa let this play out.

John thought he still had control of the situation and after taking a couple
of seconds to admire her huge round breasts he reached down to force a kiss on
her mouth. She met his forceful kiss with her own. Then started slowly lifting
her hands and his arms and whole body with them. He looked surprised but
looking at her broad shoulders, her huge biceps now flexed to their max and
her sinewy forearms, he understood. He knew his defeat was once again only
seconds away. This was making him hard on one end even though when he started
his surprise attack on her, he genuinely thought he could at least make her
submit at least once and maybe be on more of an equal footing in the
relationship going forward.

She continued to push up until they were both sitting up on the floor. She
violently jerked her hands away and recaptured his, pushing them behind his
back. Then started leaning forward eventually trapping her under her bigger
body. "You little piece of shit. How do you even still think of fighting me?
Moreover I can feel your tiny erection on my stomach. Why are you still
fighting this?"

He didn't know what to say. With his hands trapped now between the floor and
his own back, his front was totally exposed. Suddenly, she slapped him hard.
Real hard. Then again. And again. He was almost in tears. Even his erection
subsided a little. Then she got up. He was still on his back and she was
standing over him, still in her high heels and silver skirt but totally
removing her top that had all but fallen off during the "struggle".

She was the picture perfect image of Amazonian strength and beauty. She felt
so powerful and totally in control. Blood was starting to rush to her pussy
making her horny again. She ordered him to get up and get naked. He slowly
did. His penis at attention again. Embarrassing him by revealing his true
feeling for her.

She grabbed him by the shaft and led him to her bed. She pushed him roughly on
it, took her shoes off, pulling the bottom of her skirt to her waist and
riding him again like the night before.

As she was riding him with her knees on the bed by each of his sides and her
muscular glutes on her heels, she allowed him for the first time to feel her
incredible body. He put his palms on her thighs. As she was positioned her
thighs were huge. They felt smooth and silky to the touch but they also felt
like that the muscles were about to burst through her tight skin. Rock solid,
he could not squeeze them at all.

Then he felt her big breasts. Her light brown nipples as hard and as turned on
as the woman herself. Her big globes feeling good in his hands, exciting him
to the point of cuming. Zsuzsa sensed his increased stiffening and reached
back to grab hold of his balls and squeezed real hard. Beyond the point of
pleasure. Enough to distract and slow him down.

He never lost his erection and after the sharp pain subsided, he reached out
to feel her washboard stomach. He felt every square of her six pack. First
with his thumb, then with all his fingers. They were like nothing he had ever
felt. Zsuzsa loved the appreciation he was showing to her hard earned
physique. He was showing that he was truly loving her chiseled body and that
made her even happier. Even more excited. She started playing with her clit in
order to help her stimulation. His cock despite his slight shortcoming, was
performing admirably, showing a great degree of stamina despite all the
pounding and gridding it was getting.

Her orgasm was amazing. Never felt like this before. She had truly dominated
and woman handled this man that laid there between her legs. She could have
done anything she wanted to him and she had. John had cum too the minute he
heard her cuming, releasing what felt like copious amounts of semen. He laid
there spent.

She got off of him, took off the bottom of her mini skirt still wrapped around
her waist and literally strutted to the bathroom as if on stage for a fitness
competition. She had bossed John around this entire time. Physically bested
him again and again and FUCKED his brains out AGAIN and AGAIN for her
satisfaction. She loved how she felt.

After cleaning herself up, she walked back to the bedroom and woke up the
passed out John, to go clean up himself as well. When he got back, they both
sat naked across from each other on the bed to discuss the situation. The
physical contrast of the two human anatomies was so stark that John felt quite
shy and inadequate. He was thin, especially on his arms but with a pudgy belly
nevertheless. She was bigger than him and so muscular and fit. She sensed his
discomfort.

"Don't feel bad John." She said. "We both like each other the way we are. I
don't want you to feel embarrassed in front of me."

Then they discussed their new relationship. He obviously loved the way she
looked and even the way she treated him. Both her physically dominating and
humiliating him. He was uncomfortable though with the public display of her
dominance. So she promised to refrain from doing that if there was a chance it
could endanger his career or public standing, such as at the office or with
people he knew when going out. But since everything else turned both of them
on she saw no reason to change her behavior. And she even suggested he went to
the gym with her, just so that he may be able to give her more of a challenge
when wrestling, although inside her mind she was chuckling with her own
suggestion, knowing how far superior she already was in that department.

With the technicalities of their new relationship settled at least for now,
they went to sleep, satisfied like never before.

The end

Theseus