Jordyn The gym was almost empty. I was nearly done mopping the mats on the top floor, a light coat of bleach water drying, with two more to go. Jordyn, the athletic physical therapist that worked downstairs, had come upstairs after her last client had left, and she was stretching on the far side of the gym. She was a taller, pretty girl with a thick, strong looking body. She had long, muscular legs and wore tight gym shorts and a baggy white t-shirt, hiding her physique. She had brown hair tied into a ponytail, thick, pouty lips, and blue eyes. I didn't think she really knew I existed; a goofy, skinny kid probably an inch or two shorter than her, growing a bit since we graduated high school, but not like her. She had blossomed, becoming a track star and then coming of age, filling out and growing up, catching the attention of many. Jordyn wasn't the type to flaunt it, though, and I had realized here today as she stretched she was also very well endowed, and more muscular than when I had last seen her. She had already caught me staring several times, and had removed her ear buds and was walking in my direction. I quickly focused as hard as I could on the mop I was holding, extra vigor in my task. "Hey, Eric." Jordyn said, a warm and vibrant tone of greeting. I started, realizing she actually knew my name. I responded dumbly, "Hey Jordyn. Late night today, you have a lot of clients this month?" Jordyn started stretching her thighs, leaning against the wall and pulling in her ankle behind her, one at a time. I focused intently on her face. "Not too many, but today I just had a few problem injuries to help with." She said, seeming uninterested in that subject, and small talk. "I saw you looking over at me, did you see something you like?" Jordyn teased, stepping closer to me, with her hands in her hips. She was a little taller than I thought, looking down on me, or seemed that way up close. Her breasts were, very, very large, but perky too, concealed behind her baggy white t-shirt, she aimed for modesty... But with a body like that... I responded sheepishly, creating a lie ; "Just watching your technique, I've had a few back injuries myself and haven't had much success in stretching for recovery." I was actually proud at how well I had bull shit with her, covering my peeping stares with purpose. Jordyn kind of grinned, and asked, " Oh, well you're a wrestler, right? I can show you a few stretches that may help. " I was getting more nervous, not having a lot of time to talk to girls, and not girls like Jordyn. She was perfect to me... And I didn't want to screw it up. "Kickboxing, actually. I don't know much wrestling. And uh.. Sure. Did you mean now?" I asked, not trying to be too assertive. "Oh yeah, I need to get my workout in, and you look flexible enough for me to really play with." She said, looking at me with a sexy, flirtatious expression. "In stretching, of course," she said, playing it off. She walked to a cleaned and dry mat nearby, and motioned me to follow. I obliged, leaning my mop against the wall and following her. Jordyn knelt down, directing me to lay down in front of her. She started telling me to place my body in certain positions, correcting me by adjusting them in more effective ways. She was confident and touched me without hesitation, which made me even more nervous. The stretches felt good, even while I was shy and a little hesitant with her, and I followed her directions well. "Good, I like when guys listen and do what I say, plus, you're really flexible! Here, we're going to try a few other assisted stretches. Do your best to relax, ok cutey?" I laid still on my back, happy that she felt productive, and happier but surprised that I was also "cutey." She laid next to me on my right side, face inches from mine but concentrating on my body, directing me to lift my right leg to my head but to keep my arms relaxed on the mat. She wrapped her left arm behind my head, her breast pressing against my face and mouth. I did my best to focus on a spot on the ceiling and think about baseball. She then wrapped her right arm around my raised leg, and locked her hands together. "Keep your left leg straight, and let me do the work, here. You'll be able to fight back soon enough, but for now I'm in control." Jordyn whispered in a sexy voice, lips right next to my ear. I was doomed. I felt myself getting slightly aroused in my shorts, trying not to, but with no choice next to this sexy girl. "Here, let me help you a bit," she said, acting sort of frustrated in a playful tone. She adjusted, wrapping her legs over and under my left leg, locking it into her thick, muscular thighs. She tensed, stretching the leg and also compressing her arms, adding slight pressure to the stretch. It felt really good, and I heard my back pop in several places, Jordyn hearing it too and laughing. "There we go." She said, "This is also a wrestling hold I learned if you tighten a bit, wanna feel it?" She asked, and started to squeeze my leg towards my head, leaning into me and applying some of her obvious strength. Instantly I was feeling the pressure, her breast now slightly covering my mouth as I felt her flexing, hard body controlling my own. "Mmpph, yep, feeling it." Was all I could say, slightly gritting my teeth. "Ok, cutey, if you can get out of this," she adjusted, tightening her legs and leaning above me more for leverage as her arms gripped tighter around me. "if you can get out of this, oooohhh, what's this?!?" She said suddenly, her right leg pressing against my slightly engorged penis. "Is someone happy to be here? Or is that another mop in your shorts?" Jordyn teased, slightly digging and flexing into me with her much bigger thighs, still holding me, a little tighter and tighter each second. "Sorry Jordyn, I can't control myself... Just... Your body is really fit and uh... Yeah." I sputtered, completely embarrassed. She didn't seemed to mind, actually teasing me more by flexing and grinding her hips on my body, her thigh next to my throbbing, half-hard dick. "Oh, you'll be sorry cutey, " Jordyn said teasingly, laughing, "I'll make sure to punish your naughty little friend, there. Now as I was saying, if you can get out of this, you get free stretching and consultation for a year. It seems like you could use it since you're the mopping bitch boy for kickboxing!" I flushed, embarrassed and annoyed that she had called me out, and started to fight against her curvy, perfect body. " Alright, let me show you what mop boy can... " was all I could get out before Jordyn started to flex. She leaned into me, thighs clamping insanely tight on my leg, slightly pressing on my balls. Her upper body flared with strength and size, her breasts smashing my face, all of it being squeezed together in a muscular, thick, sexy prison. I grunted, barely able to move and having trouble breathing as Jordyn started to flex and relax, flex and relax, pumping her arms and breasts with strength, toying with me as I was trapped. "What were you saying? Hmm? C'mon, cutey, don't be shy, what's the matter? My big tiddies in your way?" With this, Jordyn locked in the hold tighter, bringing my head into her cleavage through the soft white shirt, flexing insanely hard on my body. I heard her slightly moan from exertion, her lips against my ear. I squirmed and struggled, which didn't mean much with my body completely wrapped up in hers. I panicked, and reacted by tapping on her arm lightly, a submission, in the hopes she would let go. "Oh, tapping submission huh? I guess we can play by those rules for now. Tap harder, bitch boy. Tap fucking haarrrddd, " Jordyn hissed, squeezing harder and really causing me pain. I tapped harder, desparately slapping my hand repeatedly against her arm, feeling the muscles bulging and tight under her shirt. I was struggling for air, and as I started to fear for passing out, Jordyn relaxed, letting me go. I coughed and sputtered, sitting up as Jordyn stood, a big grin on her face. "What the fuck was that?" I asked, remembering how to breathe. "I get excited sometimes, and I told you earlier, I still need my workout." Jordyn said, standing above me again with her hands on her hips. She was much stronger than I thought, and my crotch was still bulging despite what she had done. "You game for a little wrestling? It's just us here now, I locked up for the evening already, just so no one sees you getting your ass kicked by a little ol' girl like me." She said as he flexed her legs, standing on tip toes as her thighs and calves bulged, the definition clear on her hardened physique. "You locked up knowing I was in here?" I asked, wondering if she had planned this whole thing now, which made me excited and sort of nervous simultaneously. Jordyn smiled, still flexing and displaying her huge form and said, "Yep, I've seen you staring at me since high school, out at the track events, and I've seen you here a few times. Can't blame a girl for going after what she wants." "You... Umm.. You want me?" I asked, completely flustered and confused. This girl was way out of my league... And I was obsessed with women like her. I had no idea why she was interested. "We'll see, cutey. First you have to prove a few things to me. There's a lot I want in a guy, and you have a few already," she said, staring at my crotch. "So here's the game plan : we have a little wrestling match. Good exercise always helps back pain, and then you'll discover what I want, as well." I was shocked. I had no idea what she wanted, but the fact that I remotely even had a chance to provide it instantly motivated me. I wasn't the best wrestler, but she was a girl, and I knew a little, plus I was naturally strong and tough from kickboxing, so the strength difference she obviously possessed in her legs might not matter. "Ok Jordyn," I said, standing. I figure I owe you for the stretching techniques anyway. I hope you can get your workout while I kick your butt, though." I joked, trying to keep it light. She laughed a huge, rich laugh, throwing her head back. Her breasts stretched upwards as she arched her back, massive and solid. "That's the spirit, cutey! I'll tell you though, these babies here," she said, pulling her sleeve up and flexing her bicep, "these are made for fucking up men, not just little boys like you." Jordyn flexed her arm, a huge bicep and forearm showing through tan, smooth skin. I was in shock, she was built everywhere, it seemed. I might be in trouble.... and...made for fucking up men? I got brave, thinking I should attack now for fear of her getting the upper hand, "I'll show you a little boy, let's go!" I said and lunged at her, grabbing her by the hips, my shoulder slamming into her stomach and head on her right side. Jordyn's body was solid, muscular, and powerful. I immediately felt puny, my bony shoulder crashing uselessly into her thick body. I forced her to stumble a bit, to my satisfaction, just before all my confidence was quickly smashed into oblivion. I heard Jordyn laughing above me as she regained her footing, and her legs spread apart for balance, leaning down slightly into me as I struggled to move her. I felt her arms reach around my waist, encircling my abdomen. Her hands were gripping my sides, and I was aware of how good it felt, how firm her grip was, and how close to my groin one of her hands was. She shook me side to side as we struggled for position, her arms squeezing tight as she moved me around. I kept driving, desperate to avoid a vulnerable position, but aware that she already had me in one. She timed her foot placement with my strides, and I felt her squeeze tight as she lifted me and turned at the same time, tossing me over her hip slightly and following me down, arms still tight around me. My head landed under her body near her hips, her weight crashing down on me, but I held her leg and hips still, trying to fight back. Her body was hard, tight and well defined under her baggy white shirt, her muscular physique pressing against me, large breasts pushing into my back. Jordyn started to rotate, spreading her legs in a V for leverage, and began to move into a more dominant position. I knew enough to avoid it, trying to turn my hips out of her grip myself, her huge arms holding me tight, and squeezing with her movements. Suddenly she shifted her weight, laying down on the mat, still holding my torso, but wrapping both her legs around my head and neck, my face looking at her calves as I saw her ankles lock tight, sneakers still on her feet. She straightened her legs, immediately smashing my jaw and neck in a painful scissors, and continued holding my torso tight with her muscular arms wrapped around, hands on my ribs and abdomen. She was saying something, but my ears were pressed tight against my head, compressed by her thighs and powerful hold. It was already painful, but I was continuing to fight, trying to give it my all and "prove myself" to her. Jordyn bent her leg that was above my head, curling her calf around my throat as she held her other leg straight. She then took the bottom leg and put the back of her knee on the top legs ankle area, and bent that leg. The force and pressure was immediate, but I could now hear as she bent her legs back further in a tight figure four. "There you go, little boy! Do you feel how tight that is?" She said this and tensed her legs, my throat being smashed by her calf, head trapped in her meaty, hardened thighs. "Feel that shit, feel how fucking HARD that is, cutey." Jordyn mocked, grabbing one of my arms I was using to try and pry her legs off of me and placing it on her thigh. It was hard as a rock, but smooth as silk. I struggled to pull her arms and legs off, my legs flailing, fingers clawing at her grip and tugging on her limbs. She held me tight, not shaking or straining at all. She grabbed my right arm in her left, pulling it easily behind my back in a hammer lock, holding it now with her right arm. Her left arm went back up to my abdomen, and she started tickling and squeezing my skinny, exposed stomach. I squirmed and writhed, a gasping whisper of a laugh coming from my throat still smashed between her legs as I fought against her arm uselessly with my free arm. Half of it was pinned under my body and hers, and I couldnt do much but hold onto to her wrist and forearm as she tortured me. "Ooohhh, you're TICKLISH, TOO?" Jordyn laughed, really laying into me, her medium sized nails attacking my vulnerable stomach, scratching and digging into my ribs. "Oh, you're so much fun already little boy, I hope I don't hurt you too much." She said this and tensed her thighs, applying massive pressure to my neck and throat, pulling my head up and back as well, forcing me to arch back, as she still had my arm and torso trapped in her grip. "Hmm? You're awful quiet, cutey? Is the little girl hurting you?" Jordyn teased, flexing and slowly applying more pressure. I started to tap on her massive thigh, the slapping noizes echoing through the empty gym. "What did I say about tapping harder?" Jordyn hissed, exerting insane pressure and completely cutting off my air as her thighs ballooned and crushed down on me. I slapped as hard as I could with my arm barely reaching high enough, still pinned under my own body, beginning to see stars from oxygen deprivation. Jordyn relaxed, still holding my chin up, back arched awkwardly against her body, trapped by this pretty girl. I was getting scared, she could really hurt me... and it seemed like she enjoyed it. I was already breathing heavy, my right arm numb as it was held behind me. I felt Jordyn adjust again, letting my body go and switching hands on my trapped arm. She pushed my body slightly forward and over toward the mat, sliding one arm under me and grabbing my other arm. She then pulled it up behind me, wrapping it with the other arm. With both arms behind my body, there was no way I could pull them out while my head and neck held were flat on the mat. I felt her release the lower arm, and grab the other, pulling both up by the one toward my shoulder with her single arm. I was bound by her muscular grip, the hold she had me in, and her skillful technique. "That's better, cutey," she said, powering the hammer lock with just one hand and making me cry out. "Ooh, I like that sound. Now, keep begging for me while I see what we're REALLY working with here. You're perfect so far in a lot of ways, cutey, but there's one very important thing you need to have before I own you." Jordyn said this matter-of-factly, like I was a puppy in a pet store window she was about to walk home with. Own me? I pondered this without much rebuttal besides my futile straining and choking against her dominant body, and felt her hand start to rub my stomach. She was squeezing and pulsing her thigh muscles on me again, sometimes holding tight for a few seconds, then relaxing as she rubbed her soft hand on my ribs and skinny, flat stomach. Her nails gave me chills as she teased and played with me, squeezing and rubbing my body at her own discretion. "When I tell you to beg... you had better start fucking SQUEALING," Jordyn said, crushing me again by doubling down on the force from her legs. I struggled as best I could, legs flailing and making pathetic squeaking noises as I suffocated. Tears formed in my eyes from the pressure. She released slightly, still tight and debilitating, but enough for me to croak out what she demanded. I begged, afraid of more pain in this situation, "Please, Jordyn, please, I give up, I can't even tap, I submit!" Jordyn seemed pacified for the time being, and started toying with my helpless stomach again, nails digging in and soft hand teasing me. She started to inch lower, lightly rubbing my sensitive stomach just above my shorts belt line, lower and lower. "Jordyn, haha, stop please, you're teasing me, I gi..." I started to say, writhing now for different reasons. I quieted with a sharp intake of breath as she slid her hand down into my shorts and boxers with an assertive and confident movement, like she owned the place. She started to use the same technique on my balls and cock, my dick now growing under her powerful grip, my body still trapped as she played with her new toy. I was begging more now, struggling against her powerful body as she took advantage of me. "Jordyn... Fuck... Oh my God that feels... Please Jordyn stop..." I begged, which just seemed to motivate her further, an obvious eagerness behind her expert caress. Jordyn grabbed my balls and dick in one hand, becoming more aggressive, stroking and massaging my balls as I bloomed for her, unable to stop her from raping me, my dick betraying me to this superior woman. My dick was now throbbing, the full nine inches pressing hard against my shorts, her hand slowly gliding up and down, tracing it and gripping it tightly, memorizing every inch. Jordyn really seemed to be enjoying what she had found, and caused, with her control over me. "Damn, Eric. This is fucking nice. Your cock is just as perfect as the rest of you. You seem to really enjoy being held tight and hurt by a girl, huh cutey? I guess your body is a little confused, because I can tell when a man is really begging." Jordyn teased me saying this, stroking my cock and pulsing on my neck as I whispered my begging now, aroused more than I had ever been. She quickly pulled her hand out, unwrapped her thighs and rolled me face down onto the mat. She still held my one arm as she stood and straddled me, pulling it tight. "Say you're my bitch." Jordyn said in a commanding voice, pulling hard on my arm. I knew now that the faster and louder I responded, the better. "Jordyn, I'm you're bitch, please don't hurt me." I said, my cock throbbing underneath me on the mat, my arms and neck in shambles. "Good, you're learning fast," Jordyn said, releasing me and stepping over to my right. I heard her kick her shoes off as I peeled myself off of the mat, trying to hide my erection out of embarrassment. It was stupid, she had just owned it in her hand and caused its current, massive, throbbing state. I was still in shock, however, and quickly felt like I was the mouse to the tiger, that I was biting off more than I could chew. More than I could survive, even, if she really wanted to hurt me. I was unsure. She definitely enjoyed her control over me, and teasing me with painful dominance. Jordyn was taking off her socks now, looking bigger somehow as she undressed on the mats. "Getting hot in here, huh cutey?" She said, "Go ahead and take off your clothes, boxers only. The warm up is over." I didn't argue. I was honestly in for the ride, even being as scared as I was. She was fucking gorgeous, hotter than hell, and could obviously beat my ass, so arguing just seemed stupid. I undressed quickly, my penis still slightly erect from the memory of her teasing, and the feeling of her hard, thick body. I turned around and stared in awe as Jordyn stood before me. Jordyn faced away from me, undressed as well, all except a pair of tight red panties on, her ass huge and shapely, bulging out of the fabric. She had just finished taking her bra off, and had her breasts covered with her arm, looking over her shoulder and muscular back at me with a smile. "Like what you see, cutey?" She asked, tossing the bra at me. I didn't even react to catch it as it landed in my head. She giggled at this, liking my silly playfulness that matched her own. "I'm glad I caught you today, cutey. You've been staring at me for so long..." She said, turning to face me, her arm still covering her breasts. It was more confident than a shy gesture, teasing me from seeing her fully, even though she was half naked. She walked toward me, thighs flexing with chiseled definition, power evident in the mass that I had already suffered to. Her hips were wide and curvy, and she had a tight, ripped abdomen tapering into thick lats, peaked delts on her shoulders, traps the size of mount everest... and a thick, veiny neck. Her breasts were even larger than I had thought, and perky. She had her short brown hair in a tight ponytail, and her thick, pouty lips moved as she spoke to me, "You ready for round two, cutey?" She said, teasingly. I kept up the dialogue, my dick getting harder just staring at her. "I don't think the armies of seven nations could ever be ready for you, Jordyn." This had the desired effect, her face blushing with humor and flirtatious lust. "Come here." Jordyn said, and I didn't hesitate for one second. I walked up to her, my cock almost fully hard just looking at her, and she stepped closer. I realized she was 3 inches taller than me, thicker in bone structure, muscle, everything. I felt puny. "Kiss my body and worship me." Jordyn said, pulling me towards her, exposing her perfect breasts finally as she pressed them against me. Her body was hard everywhere, skin tight and smooth, and she immediately took hold of my cock again, her firm hand massaging me through my boxers. I kissed her neck and shoulders, massaging her biceps, back, and rubbing her stomach. She was getting more excited, really rubbing my fully erect and throbbing dick, pulling me tightly against her. Jordyn then wrapped both arms around me and pulled me in tight, my face just above her breasts as she lifted me off the ground, our bodies molded together. She held me easily, her strength and hard body making it hard to breathe, but heaven on earth to experience. "Beg for me again, Eric." Jordyn said, her face and eyes filled with lust. I responded immediately, "Please Jordyn, kiss me, and play with my body. Let me worship you. Please." I begged, immobile and held aloft easily by her. She kept me in the bear hug, now using one arm, the other going behind my head. "Stick out your tongue, little boy." Jordyn whispered, her full lips brushing against mine. I did as I was told, and Jordyn wrapped her warm mouth around my tongue. Jordyn sucked ony tongue hard, the pressure as immense as her powerful body, and I moaned into her. She squeezed me tightly, sucking harder for long moments as I endured the feeling. Jordyn was moving her hips, grinding into me slightly, becoming more aroused. Through the kiss I could tell her breathing was heavier, hotter as she held me. Suddenly she stopped kissing and released me as I fell to my knees, legs shaky from the onslaught of this woman's powerful affection. "OK cutey, let's dance," Jordyn said, pushing me over onto my back and jumping on me. We rolled around for a bit, me trying desperately to squirm out of her holds as she playfully threw me around the mats. It was flirtatious and casual at first, but Jordyn was becoming more aggressive, and started to throw me around a little harder. She picked me up and slammed me hard, following me down and landing on top of me. She grabbed my shoulders and rolled me on top of her, wrapping her legs around my waist in the same movement. Her legs were tight, defined and very muscular. I felt the pressure of her strength immediately as she locked her ankles and squeezed. She grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms up, floating above her as she held me immobile. "Ok , cutey, the warm up was fun, and I can tell you liked it," Jordyn said, lifting her hips into me, my dick still hard and pressing against her. She held me easily, her legs still tight and hard as she ground against my dick, teasing me. "But now it's time for me to have some fun. Remember, you had better keep begging, and tap as hard as you can... " Jordyn said this as her eyebrows furrowed, displaying her exertion on her beautiful face as she pulled my arms upwards and straightened her legs, her thighs ballooning massively with my body between them. Her grip was steel as I struggled and failed to pull my arms down even an inch, unable to breathe. "Oooh, that face...," she whispered, "I like watching you suffer. Beg for me, little boy." She relaxed her thighs, grinding against me from below, moving my body easily above her like a puppet, sliding me up and down, my dick hard and throbbing against her. I could feel her heat through our underwear, the wetness of her desire soaking through. I gasped for air, begging and pleading immediately. "Jordyn, what the fuck, please, I can't breathe when y..." My breath caught again as she tensed her thighs, holding me aloft as I kicked my legs uselessly on the mats. "You can't breathe when I what? I couldn't get that... When I squeeze? Hmm?" Jordyn teased, bouncing her legs in hard squeezes, my body lifting and falling with the pressure. My dick was still hard as a rock, between the pain and asphyxiation. Her body was magnificent, the dry humping she forced on me incredible, and to be honest, I was starting to think I liked being toyed with, being her mental and physical plaything. I was scared, but I wanted her more than I was afraid of her, and I didn't have much of a choice. She relaxed her legs, entwining them with my own, locking her feet around my shins and forcing my legs to spread apart, drawing me downwards in the motion, my dick sliding down and off of her. I felt her tense and straighten her legs, spreading mine unnaturally wide in a painful grapevine. Jordyn then pressed her legs together slightly, mine still locked in hers, which forced me upwards, my dick pressing hard back into her moist, wet mound. She was smiling at me as she did this, my arms still dangling lifeless over my head, caught in her powerful grip. She released one hand, my arm tingling with numbness, dropping down limp onto her hard, muscular stomach. Jordyn sat slightly up and reached down with her free hand, grabbing my boxer shorts and pulling. My shorts ripped like paper in her strong grip, coming off clean in one motion, leaving me naked and vulnerable atop the object of my arousal. "I want to feel you without anything in the way, cutey." Jordyn said, reaching down again between her legs, still holding me hovering inches from her with her legs, pulling her panties to the side, revealing a smooth, clean shaven pussy. "Mmm, that's mine, little boy. I'm going to take that, all of it, just like I'm taking all of you, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. Now, beg. Beg for release. I'm going to come all over your hard, throbbing dick." Jordyn forced me to thrust against her, her pussy soaking wet and hot as hell. "I'm going to make you fuck me as I torture you, and I might just give you release... When and if I decide to be done with you." Jordyn said in her sexy voice, an evil smile on her full, pouty lips. She started widening and closing her legs, squeezing me up and out, then down and hard onto her body, my tip starting to press harder against her pussy. "Jordyn, please, let me go, my legs are killing me, fuck, let me inside you... My gooood Jordyn please fuck me." I begged, my mind in shambles as she forced me to thrust into her, no control over any part of this, except my one hand which gripped her hard, chiseled abdomen, another source of perfection on this incredible woman. She started working her legs harder and thrust her hips up into me, as she slowly plunged my dick into her, inch by inch. "Touch me. Worship my body, little toy. Enjoy it, this may be your only chance I allow you to move." Jordyn whispered, looking deep into my eyes. I didn't hesitate. As she increased her thrusting, forcing me to fuck her harder and faster, I rubbed my hand all over her hard body, her massive breasts, her thick, veiny neck. I worshipped her muscles, her cheek and lips, my hand having an effect on her that made her grow into a frenzy. Harder, faster, and deeper Jordyn fucked me from below, forcing me to fuck her with her dominant and complete control over my body. The intensity and strength of her raping me was insane, her hard body force fucking mine deep inside her, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the gym. I felt myself harden even more, a sign of impending explosion, and I could tell Jordyn felt it too. She was an animal beneath me, wild and frenzied, but completely in control, writhing and rhythmically pounding our bodies together. I used my one free arm to hold on tight to her hardened, gyrating body as she pulled my other arm to her breasts, placing my hand on them and forcibly massaging the thick, curvy mound. I felt her rhythm change, her muscular back arching as she started to orgasm, her thighs bulging with power as she held me deep and tight inside of her. She came hard, gasping and moaning, huge defined muscles trembling with pleasure, and just before I was about to burst, I felt her pussy tighten, as powerful as her firm hand grip clenching down on my swollen cock. The pressure was unreal, and as she used my body and came all over my dick, she denied me and caused me to shrink and subside, painfully left wanting. "Jordyn, fuck... No please, PLEASE let me come, fuck, that was the best sex.... Oh my fucking GOD Jordyn, please give me release..." I begged, frustrated and aching with lust, crazed by my desire. I saw her grinning back at me, slowly unclenching her pussy, and felt her start to clench and unclench, softer now, massaging my dick. This was unreal, the levels of control, sexuality, and domination this woman had over me were immeasurable. She owned me completely, even denying my basic physical impulses with her muscular, feminine power. "Grow for me, cutey. Show me that hard dick. It's mine. That's right, grow for me. Give it to me, bitch." She started grinding and flexing her thighs again, bringing my dick back to full size and raping me further. "Jordyn, fuck, please just le... Mmph," was all I could say before she released my other arm, grabbed my head and slammed it into her enormous, firm breasts. With both my arms free, I fully absorbed the size, width, hardness and power of her perfect body. She was hard as stone, her muscles bulging and dancing beneath tan soft skin. I started to panic, no air coming to me being buried deep in her massive tits, her body starting to tremble and shake again, another orgasm imminent. She started to tighten and compress me even further as I struggled to escape, truly desperate and panicking now. I heard her laughing and breathing hard above me, "Fuck yeah, little bitch, struggle while I come on your cock. Mmmpphh.. Mmppph." I started to black out, pins and needles everywhere, and she suddenly raised me up, a gasp of air and sunlight streaming into my senses. Just as quickly as she had given me air, she buried me back inside her cleavage, humping me hard and fast again, tightly trapped in her muscle prison. "That's right, baby. You're my fucking BITCH!" I heard Jordyn scream, flexing her legs straight again as I felt her climax, my legs feeling like they would break. Her pussy tightened with the orgasm, and just as I was about to come, she tightened hard again, raising my head off her chest just enough for air. I was begging again, this time for air and release, barely coherent. With a whisper, I stuttered to Jordyn, pleading her to stop the torture. "Not yet, cutey." Jordyn said in a teasing voice, burying me again in her thick, hard breasts. She repeated the process, bringing me to the edge of consciousness and release over and over, using my body for her pleasure but completely humiliating me by denying my release. She was easily keeping me in a vulnerable, half awake state, yet completely aroused. After the fourth or fifth time, Jordyn let me go, releasing my legs and head both at the same time, my body exhausted as I lay devastated on her hardened, enormous, muscular form. I slowly caught my breath, my dick throbbing and aching with desire, feeling like I had been hit by a viagra truck. "Wow, my little cutey," Jordyn whispered in a relaxed, sultry voice. "You are fucking perfect. I love the way you beg and struggle for me, how much of my strength you endure, that thick, long, dick..." She rubbed my head and hair, the gentle feeling of her hand a stark contrast to her hard, rippling body. "Jordyn, I don't deserve you, I will beg and suffer for you as long as you never stop.." I said, becoming hard again for her, reacting to her even as I was exhausted and badly beaten. "You can never stop me from hurting you, and I will make you beg every fucking night, baby." Jordyn said, rising quickly, dragging me up with her, holding me tight in her arms. "But for now, you get to see my power once again, and I promised you your reward." She lifted me up, holding me easily like a child, her breasts pressing hard against me as she kissed me powerfully. She then turned me and started to raise me up higher, my body facing the floor as she pressed me above her head. Her shoulders and breasts bulged below me, gripping me by the leg and my chest, easily holding me with her powerful body. She lowered me so my dick was inches from her pouty lips, hot breath on my vulnerable skin, and started to kiss and lick my balls and fastly growing dick. I grabbed her powerful arms and felt completely hopeless, vulnerable and humiliated as she sucked on me while easily holding me above her. Her lips were thick and warm, her throat and tongue as powerful as her body as she sucked on me. She quickly brought me to climax, pressing me up and down in the air, slamming my dick into her mouth, in and out as she dominated me. Right before I came she sucked harder than ever, bringing my dick all the way into her throat as I climaxed, unable to comprehend the power, beauty, and sexual dominance of this goddess. I came hard, the biggest, most intense orgasm of my life, Jordyn sucking hard and gulping down my massive load. I heard her moan in pleasure, still sucking me off as I trembled and writhed my orgasm. Jordyn didn't stop, my dick withered and spent in her mouth as she began sucking again, pressing me up and down, my cock raw and used, but reacting again to this goddess. In less than a minute she had me hard as a rock again, expertly sucking my dick and still pressing me easily up and down with the pace of her lips and tongue around my dick. I came again, harder and more intense than before, squealing like a little bitch in her grip, unable to even move in my climax. Jordyn lowered me down, back into her arms like a child, holding me tight with a smile on her thick lips. "That's the sound right there, cutey. That's the sound of my little broken man, my little toy. I fucking own you, and guess what? That's just a taste of what I'm going to do to you." Jordyn said, walking me across the mats back to our gear. We dressed and closed up the gym, the whole event now surreal to me. I glanced over at Jordyn, saw her smiling playfully at me, as she took me in her arms, drawing me tight against her. "So what do you think, cutey? Our new stretching routines seemed effective. Nice and relaxed, aren't you?" she teased. I replied, trying to make her smile, and succeeding. "Well, next time I'll try to take it easy in you." END.