Dani


Dani was looking at me from across the classroom again, this time blatantly
staring. She had caught me looking at her calves again. Enormous, defined,
muscular calves flexing clearly from two seats away. She had been
stretching and flexing the right calf, massaging the bulk, and I had been
mesmerized. At first, I thought it to be innocent, just a person stretching
their legs and kneading on a sore area. When she had caught me looking
staring at her calf, however, she seemed to step up the flexing, and the
display was... Incredible. Now she was smiling at me, but pulled her legs
back under the desk and then continued to work her math problems. I was
unsettled. My mind was reeling, and I couldn't focus. Once the class was
over, Dani had been one of the first out of the class, with not one glance
behind her as she stepped from the room. I was glad. I didn't know if I had
imagined the looks and the display, or if she had done it on purpose, but I
didn't know how even to approach a girl like her with a conversation. She
was tall, at least 6 foot in flat shoes, and built like a truck. She was
the type of girl that everyone was afraid of, but only said that she was a
"dyke" or "did steroids". Being that she was a powerlifting competitor of
at least 5 events throughout the year, it was impossible for her to do
steroids. Yet.. She truly was huge. Traps and shoulders on a thick, solid
frame rising above her large breasts, massive thighs and calves that looked
insanely powerful... And with all this... A beautiful face, large blue
eyes, dark red hair and full lips... I caught myself. If I was thinking
about her this much, I was in trouble. There was no way she wanted a skinny
cross country runner like myself around.
At the end of the day, I was approaching the track for practice, texting my
friend about plans for the weekend, and I heard a quiet but assertive voice
ask "Hey, where are YOU going?" I turned at this, and saw Dani leaning
against the wall by the gym area next to an open door, which I had thought
was closed for the off season. I was immediately aware of her size versus
my own. She was dressed in baggy sweatpants and a halter top that stopped
just below her large, firm breasts. I could see the lines of her abs and
obliques - thick, meaty and solid looking abs on a thin waist. I was
shaken. She caught me taking this all in with a grin on her face, and
walked confidently toward me. "I'm just on my way to practice, what's up?"
I said nervously. I had no idea how to respond to this goddess, and I tried
to keep it casual. "Oh, not much, Dave." She said. "Just figured I'd catch
you before you got too tired out there." I was confused and shaken. We had
barely ever spoken, and had no connections whatsoever. As she approached,
she looked me up and down with that same confident grin, like an animal
with its fresh new prey. "Boy, you look a little pale! What's wrong, do I
make you nervous?" She was standing very close to me now, and I realized
she was 2-3 inches taller at the moment, even in sandals, and me in
elevated shoes. She had her hands behind her back, looking playful and
teasing, and I realized she had no bra on underneath her white tank top.
The spaghetti straps looked like they wouldn't survive long under the
tension of her meaty, packed muscles and perky breasts. She pulled me out
of my reverie by addressing the stare. "You like my muscles, little guy?" I
flushed, and was immediately embarrassed about her size, my staring, and
the awareness of how skinny I was. She said this while pulling her sweat
pants up around her calf, flexing it to an unreal proportion before me. "I
saw you staring at these babies in class. I've worked hard on making these
bigger the past few years, what do you think?" She asked this as she pulled
both pant legs up, turning away from me and standing on her tip toes. It
was glorious. Her calves were huge, and I could see the curves of her
enormous glutes through her sweat pants , her wide back and arms flexing
from simply lifting her pant legs up. She spun around, teasingly saying:
"The look on your face says it all. You like my muscles, don't you little
boy?" I didn't have enough time to respond before she grabbed me by the
back of my head and started guiding me toward the back door of the gym.
"Can you help me with my workout? I know you had practice, but I promise
you'll get a workout, too." She said, teasingly, her massive body next to
mine. I had no idea what to do, but I knew whatever it was, it involved
doing exactly whatever she said. She was very assertive and insanely
attractive, and I was still in shock as to the entire situation. I wondered
distantly if they would notice my absence at track practice. We entered the
room and I heard, "All right, here we are." She sighed this comment in a
sexy, throaty voice that I felt was unfair considering how perfect she
already was. We were in a storage room with weights, equipment, and two of
the large padded fall mats that go beneath the pole vault bars for athletes
to land on. Dani walked behind me and lifted a massive bar onto the door
that we entered into, her back and arms flexing even larger than I had
realized, placing the bar over the door. "There, that will give us some
privacy. Now, I need you to drop your bag, and you can change into your
track shorts. No shirt." She said, biting her lower lip. I was extremely
nervous now... Why did we need privacy? I said to her quietly "so, I don't
know how much I'll be able to help, I don't lift that much..." She turned
to me, tying her hair back into a ponytail, biceps flexing hugely in the
casual movement, and laughed: "Oh, don't worry, I've seen you in those tiny
running shorts, you'll do just fine." She said this as she stared at my
crotch, hands on her hips and just... Commanding in her presence. "If I
have to tell you again to change, however, your workout is going to be MUCH
more painful." Her face was serious, and she had stepped closer to me, even
taller than me now that I had taken my shoes off. Luckily I had my shorts
on underneath my pants, and changed faster than I had ever done before. I
turned to see Dani on the large padded mat, her sweat pants were gone and
she had a pair of black silky boy shorts on, leaning toward me. I was even
more shocked, and thought I might be dreaming. This massive, perfect
goddess was here with me, wearing next to nothing and I was trapped...there
was no way I could lift that bar. "Come here, we'll start with a warm up."
She said this teasingly in her sultry voice, arching her back and strtching
slightly, her muscles rippling beneath her beautiful expression. "We're
going to spar a little, just basic pin and submission wrestling. You and I
both know that I'm stronger than you, but you WILL give me everything
you've got, or you will be punished. I know you want this, and I think
you're learning that I want it too." I slowly climbed onto the mat, mind
reeling at the most perfect moment in my life, with the most perfect woman
I had ever seen, becoming a reality. I was nervous to the point of
shaking, vividly aware of the size difference between us, but I moved
toward Dani, and said jokingly: "Ok but I don't want to hurt you, I'm a
sneaky sort of power." She laughed aloud as she moved faster than a human
her size should be able to move, grabbing me in a headlock and twisting,
bringing me over her body and slamming me onto the mat. "I like that sense
of humor, Dave, you just try to keep that smile while I lock this hold in."
Then she did. The pain was immediate in my neck, buried in her massive tits
and bicep, and I was completely trapped under her. Her hardened, thick body
was wrapped tightly around me, crushing my neck as she was pinning down my
torso, smiling devilishly down at me. "Ooo, for a skinny little boy, you've
got a thick strong neck. That will feel sooo good to crush into soft little
putty." She said this dismissively, almost to herself in a breathy, husky
voice. I could barely breathe already, then she started to pulse her
muscles. "Ohhh, you feel that, little boy?" - SQUEEZE-She said between
pulses... -SQUEEZE- "That's my pectoral, not just these massive tits you
can't keep your eyes off of," - SQUEEZE- ... "is that too tight for you?"
She asked this last as she squeezed harder than before, and held it. I was
seeing stars and closed my eyes tightly from the pain. "Open your eyes,
now. I want you to look at me while I do this to you." She said this
seriously, the playfulness momentarily gone, a threatening tone in her
voice. I did so, and saw her quickly smiling at my surely grimacing,
agonized and choking expression. She then she flexed hard once more,
tighter, before she released the hold. She grabbed and pinned my right arm
down to the mat with ease, swung her leg over my body and then pinned the
other arm. I remembered what she said; if I didn't give everything, that I
would be punished. I didn't think a human could handle much more than what
she had just done to me so very easily, and I struggled against her as hard
as I could. It was pitiful. Her strength and size  greatly surpassed my
own. However, she seemed to enjoy it, with a grin and a slight moan of
exertion and... pleasure?... as she really pressed down on my arms and
smashed my tiny body with her own. Dani intertwined her muscular, athletic
legs with mine, and I was incredible aware of the hardness and weight of
her supple, glorious body. I struggled harder, really fighting with
everything, only to watch her arms and shoulders bulge with strength,
crossing my arms above and behind my head in a display of power. She then
took my dominant arm by the wrist in her hand  and pulled it toward my
shoulder, stretching both arms to that side, still behind my head, and
trapping them. I was completely immobile, both arms trapped and held by her
one, my head lifted up towards her by my own arms. She slid upwards, her
hips and thick, muscular thighs moving up towards me. Her legs were tight
on my ribs, easily each the size of my tiny waist, her perfect, hard abs
visible just below her massive breasts. They were slightly heaving with her
breathing, barely inches from my face. "Oooh, that's good, Dave. I like
your energy. Even with the obvious strength difference... " she said as she
flexed her free arm above me, a massive bicep exploding under her tan,
smooth skin. “you're going to give me a GREAT workout." She continued
flexing and watched me as she squeezed her thighs into my ribs, taking my
breath away just from her solid, meaty inner thighs. I was vividly aware
that she could really damage me with her body if she wanted to... "Now, my
new little toy, before we get too involved, I'm going to make you beg. More
than once. You will please me with your panic, your suffering. There isn't
anything you can do to stop me. I know you want me, but you will give me
your pain, and your tears. I will take it anything I want from you, I will
physically and mentally force you to plead for mercy that I will never
offer." She leaned in close to me, large lips inches from mine, eyes
intense with excitement. "I will force you to beg for more pain, more
domination, more humiliation at your expense. You will say to me, and you
will memorize this: Please goddess, I'm your little bitch boy, make me
suffer." As she said this, her free hand slid sensually up my chest to my
throat, and she clamped down hard, compressing the muscle and arteries on
both sides of my neck, stopping me immediately from breathing. Her forearm,
bicep and shoulder bulged with the strength she used to punish me Her veins
were clearly visible and the muscle expanded to an unreal size and
definition. I tried to speak, but the intensity of her grip and my entire
body being held immobile made it impossible. I could barely think. "Open
your eyes, now, or I squeeze harder." She held her promise, and my eyes
shot open, filled with tears. Dani looked down on me with a terrifying
grin, beautiful and sinister at the same time, her lips slightly parted as
she breathed, the lust clearly visible she had when torturing me. I held my
eyes open as best I could, still writhing beneath her to no avail when
she released her grip on my throat. I gasped and choked for air. I saw her
looking down at me through tear filled eyelids, "Your breath and voice
are mine to take, and your body and will are soon to follow." This shook
me. I had no idea how sadistic she was until now, a devil inside of an
angels body... She started pulling up on my arms still trapped behind my
head, and I was drawn up towards her breasts, body still crushed tightly
between her rock hard thighs. She leaned in, lips inches from mine, and
looked hard into my eyes. "I own you," she kissed me softly once on the
lips, "I know you want me, desperately. My enormous," kiss.. "powerful"
kiss... "body." At this last, she pulled me hard into her kiss, driving her
tongue down into my mouth, passionately raping my mouth with her own. I was
lost, drunk in her pouty lips and complete ownership of me in every
possible way. I felt myself becoming hard beneath her, lucky she was higher
up on my chest and couldn't feel it. I didn't know if she would allow
it, but I could feel from the warmth on my chest and the moistness of her
panties, that she was just as eager. Suddenly pain shot through my lower
lip as she bit down and held it there. She bit down harder, then released
again, sucking on my lip, then bit and sucked over and over. It was
agonizing and ecstasy, back and forth. I was writhing beneath her, and
noticed that she had let my arms go. I lightly rested my hands on her arms,
afraid to touch her, yet desperate for her to stop hurting me, and
desperate for her to keep pleasing me at the same time. She leaned back, a
drop of blood trailing down her lips from my own. "Mmmm, you taste good,
and your lips are getting nice and plump for me. I'm going to use that
later. Now. Tell me what I demanded to hear. If you don't, I'll hurt you
and it will NOT feel good like the pain you know from me now." She leaned
forward again, one hand on my throat, the other rubbing and kneading her
own breast, eyes watching me filled with sadistic intensity... filled with
powerful hunger. "Do not stop fighting me, slave." She clamped down, and I
latched onto her single arm with both of mine, it was bulging with strength
easily outmatched both of mine. She was solid steel from head to toe,
smooth skin around tight, dense muscle. I felt her begin to really flex and
I gasped for air and quickly begged, "Dani, please, I am your bitch." She
slapped me with her free hand, hard across my already sore and swollen
mouth. "No. That's the last mistake. It's" Please goddess, I'm your little
bitch boy, make me suffer." I struggled to spit out the words, but she
leaned in and held me tighter than before. "You get to suffer now, and may
this be a reminder not to make mistakes again." She leaned in, releasing my
throat and started to wrap her arms around my head "Please godde..." was
all I could say before she pressed her massive tits and upper body against
my face, smashing my lips into her cleavage, wrapping her arms around my
head, tight. I had a moment of unbelievable ecstasy, her perfect body
taking me like a puppet and being consumed by her, until I realized I
couldn't see or breathe at all. My hands went to her arms and hips, trying
to buck her off with all my remaining strength, and I felt her tighten even
further, flexing her massive body aggressively. She then raised her hips
off of me, a moment of air from under her breasts where there was an
opening, and then she slammed into me hard with her hips, thighs flexing
onto my stomach and diaphragm. My lungs expelled all the air I had in me,
ribs bending, and she held it there, smashing me into the mat with her
muscular body. I panicked, struggling to pull her muscles apart, and slowly
began to black out. Right before I lost consciousness, I heard her
distantly moan and squeal with a sensual laugh, a low growl escaping her
lips as she increased the pressure, grinding even harder into me as I went
to sleep.
When I awoke, she was next to me, in the same position we had started in,
poised and ready to attack like an animal, but with slightly rosey cheeks
and a light sheen of sweat on her hard, muscular body. "Get up now, and get
ready for round two. You were only out for a few seconds." I felt
exhausted, completely disoriented, and yet more aroused thean I had ever
been. Dani saw the bulge in my shorts and smiled a beautiful, genuine smile
that made me even more aroused, and more afraid. "Oh, I'm so glad you fell
prey to my calves, Dave. Very glad. You have no idea how much I'm going to
enjoy making you my slave." I was truly scared now, all of this had been
playful and erotic, but a slave? She seemed serious, and I knew she could
physically do whatever she wanted to my inferior body.  "Come here, little
plaything, show me if you're strong enough to deserve this," she said as
she flexed, a full front bicep pose, expanding her entire body as she knelt
before me. I leapt at her, as much out of fear of her punishment as my own
desire, hoping that I would take her by surprise and show her that I could
hold my own. When I hit, her body was warm steel, and she grabbed my body
around the waist from above, my head next to her right leg. She tightened
her grip, laughing at me from above then began to lift me up. I held tight
onto her massive thigh to stop from being lifted, but it was pointless. She
lifted me easily and flipped me over, still holding my torso, my back now
draped over her muscular shoulder, my legs and arms flailing in space. Her
head was so close to mine I could hear her breathing, her soft hair
brushing against me. I was held completely immobile, her powerful arms
compressing on my body splayed over her broad shoulders. I felt her stand,
and she grunted with effort as she lifted both of us above the mats. She
laughed, "You're light as a feather, little boy, I could hold you here all
day. Mmpph." She squeezed her muscular arms down onto her shoulder, my body
compressed between, and I screamed a girlish, weakened scream of true
hopelessness. It was agonizing, and I was scared, and completely helpless.
Dani let out a throaty, rich laugh and said, "I LIKE that sound, little
bitch. Do it again for your master." As she said this, her voice strained
from the exertion of the unreal maneuver she forced upon my body. She
squeezed even tighter and pulled down on my chest, stretching my spine to
the breaking point, her face looking over my cheek, smiling ear to ear. I
let out a high pitched, animal-like scream from my bruised and swollen
lips, unable to even beg her to stop. She then lifted me and turned her
body quickly, allowing me to fall straight to the mat, following the
movement by slamming down on top of me, laying horizontally across my body.
The wind was knocked out of me, but I was desperately thankful she hadnt
held me longer, as my back couldn't take that pressure. She pinned my right
arm down with one of her own, her legs wrapping around my left, and leaned
back, looking at me again. I tried struggling, tears on my face and shaking
from fear, from the shock of the humiliation she was easily applying to
me... That she was truly enjoying. "Ok Dave, a reward for your effort." She
leaned down over me and said "Give me your tongue." I was confused, but
hesitation got me slapped before, and I stuck out my tongue out through my
swollen lips, inches from her own. "Good bitch, now I'm going to play with
you. Escape, and you get another reward. Don't, and you lose that arm." As
she said this she squeezed hard with her thighs, and I felt it go slightly
numb. She leaned in, grabbed my tongue with her thick, pouty lips and
tongue, and began to suck. Her mouth and kiss were as strong as her body,
and I thought my tongue was going to be ripped off. I couldnt move, but my
legs danced like I was having a seizure, and as I voiced my muffled agony,
she voiced her sadistic pleasure. She moaned and sucked harder, and I
struggled to break free. After what seemed like minutes, she leaned back
with a huge breath, and nuzzled her lips into my neck. "Mmm, you lose,
but....God DAMN, little bitch, you have a sweet mouth." She said this as
she clamped down her thighs onto my arm, squeezing impossibly tight and
rendering my arm inert. She bit down hard on my neck, growling
aggressively, and I struggled against her onslaught desperately, begging
and pleading for release. I was apologizing and promising for unimaginable
things, my mind spinning at what this goddess was doing to me. After
minutes of this she released my arm, and it fell limp to the mat. She stood
quickly, pulling me up by my hair and allowing me to stand. She then jumped
behind me, pulling me into a standing full Nelson. She was at least 3-4
inches taller than me, and massive, with at least D cup breasts firmly
jutting into my tortured spine. All of this combined allowed her to hold me
desperately a foot above the mats, my feet dangling, Dani leaned her head
in, lips next to my ear, and started to compress the hold. She pulled my
arms back while pushing down on my head and neck, arching her back and
bending me to her will. "Does this hurt, little bitch boy? Fight me, or
I'll really squeeze." I struggled in this awkward position, already having
trouble breathing with my head pressed forward, my chin pressed down onto
my chest. Her strength was insane, and she pulled me tighter, her
firm breasts flexing and pressing harder into me, teasing me with light
kisses and moaning in my ear. "You're my little bitch now, and I'm going to
fucking rape you, Dave." She said this as she slammed her hips into my ass,
mimicking a person humping from behind, slamming into me while I hung
there, completely helpless. She whispered to me in between the pounding,
humiliating thrusts, "This is one of my favorites, because I can use my
full strength without breaking anything. Do you feel that strength, Dave?"
I felt her bulging and shaking from the agonizing exertion, the unreal
power of her body just seconds from crippling me. I remembered quickly and
screamed before I passed out again from the pressure. "Please goddess Dani,
I am your little bitch boy!" She laughed and I heard her sigh in joy at
this, "That's right." She whispered into my ear, squeezing me harder than
before but lowering me to the mat. "You're mine, now Dave. You belong to
Dani. You will worship me. I know you want this, but youre going to keep
fighting me to stop it, and I will keep raping your body, and teaching you
that you will only suffer at my pleasure. I own you completely." She
stopped squeezing as she leaned over me, now on my knees on the mat, and
she released me. I turned quickly, using one arm to grab her back and
shoulder again, trying to turn her onto the mat. She laughed loudly,
calling me a good little bitch, and shoved me down onto my back. She jumped
onto my chest, riding my neck and shoulders with her thighs, my good arm
trapped above my head. "Mmm, I can't wait to ride those fat lips later,
little bitch." She then rolled over and straightened her legs, thighs tight
to my head and neck, my arm resting between the pillars of flesh, pinned
down on her body. My other arm hung limply by my side, and I was instantly
having trouble breathing. She pulled my head down tight into her panties,
and held my good arm tight against her chest, my hand buried in her
cleavage. I could feel her soft panties against my neck and arm, moist and
hot between her massive thighs. Dani was really enjoying this slow, erotic
destruction of her prey. She flexed her thighs, crushing me in her grip,
then slowly relaxed. She was toying with me, staring at me with enjoyment
and rubbing her leg muscle in leasure. Dani pulsed her thighs and gripped
me tighter and tighter each time. She slowly brought me to the edge of
unconsciousness, then back to painful, erotic reality. Back to the
suffering her body was easily and playfully causing to my own. "I'm going
to take your other arm now, little boy." She said this as she sucked on my
fingers, gyrating her hips into my neck and face, pulling my arm until it
was tighter and tighter in the leg lock. She held me there, laughing at my
face, wiping tears off of my checks and licking them from her fingers.
After an eternity, she spread her legs and held me up by my chest. My arms
were now both limp at my sides, and I had no way of defending myself at
all, or even acting as if my struggling mattered to this muscular goddess.
She sat up, towering above me and held me to her body, pulling me to her
with my arms at my sides, her breasts just beneath my chin, my face below
hers. Her eyes stared into mine, glowing with desire, as an evil grin
spread across her full lips. "Now, my little bitch, you get to know my
strength and control over you, and true pleasure." She stood, dragging my
body up with her, and held me in the air. Her breasts were solid and
massive, enveloping my face, but I was just above the space that had taken
my consciousness before. "I'm going to crush you until you fall asleep,
several times. Then I'm going to rape you. She flexed once, to drive home
the point. I was truly scared. I started to cry, tears flowing and
whimpering. "Yessss," Dani hissed, "Cry for me, bitch boy, while I
fucking devour you." She slowly increased the pressure on her grip, her
wide back spreading with muscle, leaning into the bear hug, her breasts
becoming like steel. I was completely immobile, but aware that she had
started licking my tears and kissing them off of my face. I opened my
mouth, gasping for air, and she covered it with her own, sucking hard on my
mouth until she caught my tongue again, pulling it and the last air from my
lungs away from me. Even through the incredible, agaonizing pain she was
causing me, she felt like heaven. Her body was luscious and sensual, her
lips full and warm, and I slowly felt myself pass into darkness. When I
awoke, Dani was laying on her back on the mat above me, and my head was
again between her massive thighs. She had been playing with her self on my
face and with her hands, and was smiling at the sight of my eyes opening
again. "This one and the next will be fast, I want you completely spent,
but I'm enjoying this much more than I thought, and that dick, which is now
mine to play with, is just begging for me to ride it." She slammed her
thighs together, locking her ankles tight, and squeezed harder than she had
all day. I felt myself pulled higher up into her breasts as she lifted her
legs up towards her head, dragging my frail body with them. I could do
nothing but try to stand, as my arms were still numb, and I felt her
breathing heavily and moaning on my hair before I fell asleep again to her
powerful grip. The next time I awoke, I was on my back with Dani
standing above me. She had removed all my clothes and stood above me
completely naked herself, facing my feet. Her body was perfect, glistening
with sweat and bulging with power. Without a word, she dropped herself hard
and slammed down onto my head with her huge muscular ass. I felt her
adjust, and placed herself on my swollen, puffy lips. Immediately I heard
her moaning, and felt her hot, wet pussy all over my lips and face. She
grabbed my dick in her hand, my balls in the other and started massaging
them as she rode my face. I was in pure, mind numbing ecstasy, my airway
consumed by her passion. She was grinding her powerful hips and thighs hard
onto my face, no concern at all for me. As I slowly lost consciousness
again, trapped beneath her thick meaty ass, I was distantly aware of her
quivering, powerful thighs compressing on my head in a massive orgasm.
Dani slapped me awake, her naked body above mine once again, coated in
sweat, her muscles more pumped than ever, breath coming ragged and her eyes
slightly out of focus, lustful. "While you were out, I got a quick workout
with that tiny body of yours. You're the perfect weight to do curls with."
She jumped on me, and I realized my arms were back from the dead. I dared
to massage her biceps, her shoulders and her neck carefully, watching her
reaction. She flexed each area as I touched her, reacting to me and
illustrating the perfection that I was feeling. "Worship me, little bitch.
That's right." She grabbed my head and slammed it into her breasts as she
slid up higher, hips coming down hard onto my crotch. My dick was
throbbing, nearly as pumped as her massive body, and she slowly
eased herself onto me, she was tight, and worked her hips expertly while
she consumed my tip with her wet, sobbing lust. She pulled me tight into
her cleavage again, flexing enormous breasts and full arms in exerting her
dominance, and used her other hand to grasp my balls, pulling up on them
and jamming my dick deep into her. She did this in one motion and slammed
down into me at the same time, controlling me in love making just as she
had in her punishment of my body earlier. She gasped in pleasure, and
started rhythmically grinding herself onto me. I was being crushed beneath
her, my arms wrapped around her massive, muscular back, holding on for dear
life and trying to breath between her powerful, forceful rhythms. She
grabbed me and turned me over, laying on her back but intertwining her legs
around mine. She grabbed my throat and pushed me high up, arching my back.
Dani reach around and took the other hand with long, sharp nails and dug it
into my ass cheek painfully. This instinctively cause me to thrust forward.
She was forcing me to fuck her, a complete and total demonstration of her
ownership over me. I grabbed her arm for stability as she spread and closed
her legs in succession, pulling me out when she closed them, her thighs
tightly squeezing my body, then slamming them open and forcing my dick deep
inside of her. Her nails in my ass cheek, my arched position while being
strangled, and her control of my legs forced me to fuck her even harder,
her strength applied to my body like a tool. Like her little bitch... She
pulled on my ass while she slam fucked me from below, staring at me with
her lustful, sensual eyes as I struggled for air above her, my body her
sexual plaything to toy with. I watched as she began to climax, unable to
move at all as she forced me to please her, and with a raging, violent
scream she released my neck and wrapped her body tight around me, legs
locked and arms squeezing me to her breasts as she rode the massive orgasm
from the slave that she had just raped. That she had just completely
humiliated, and forcefully controlled into her own pleasure. Shaking, Dani
kissed me deeply, massaging my arms and laughing slightly. "I'm glad you
survived, little bitch. I was worried there for a minute." I had nothing to
say. I could barely think, and my cock was still throbbing with lust, her
pussy too strong, too tight for me to handle and to get release. "I could
have let you come for me, but you're here for MY workout, right?" She
teased. "Besides, I know you want more of this, but the fear might make you
run away. Now, you have no choice. I fucking own you, little bitch." She
kissed me again, raping my mouth again with hers, as gentle as a lover, all
the memory of sadistic pain and and agony a distant memory. I knew she was
right. I was hers. What was a slave to say to its master? Simply what they
demand to hear... I thought to myself. I managed to mutter weakly through
exhausted, beaten lips after she released me: "Please goddess, I'm your
little bitch boy, make me suffer."