A Night of Terror - Part Two By San Kirkpatrick Picard. Part 2 As I lay dazed on the floor, I could make out Katie's hulking form towering over me. "Oh honey," she said. "I didn't realise you couldn't take a hit from a girl. Is your face ok?" She crouched down on her hands and knees and her giant tits hovered in my face. She gripped my chin in her hands and squeezed. I winced. Those hands could crush walnuts. "Oooo the little boy got a boo boo." She sat down on me and her firm ass pressed down my rock hard cock. She pulled me up and rubbed my face against her tits. My face was numb from the slap. Her tits were firmer than any other girl I'd ever been with, but her breast felt amazing and brought feeling back to my numb cheek. "Here, have some boobie." She said as she pulled my face towards her tit. I don't know what came over me, but I sucked on her tit ravenously and somehow felt a lot safer until she pushed me away. "No no no," I stammered, terrified as to what she was going to do with me next. I grabbed onto her and fought for her tit again. I was now totally aware of how badly this girl could truly hurt me if she wanted to. "C'mon, Let's get back to armwrestling." She got off me and went back to the side table. I gingerly made my way over, feeling like an idiot for what just came over me and held out my left arm. She gripped it and counted. "Three-two-one," she counted down and slammed my arm into the table. I didn't even have time to blink. I rubbed the back of my throbbing hand. "Pant and shirt" she commanded. I stood up and took off my shirt. I pulled down my pants and looked down. My cock was pressing out on my jocks. I was so hard it was painful. I might have been scared out of my wits but my cock was having none of it. She stood up and came towards me. I was nervous as she skulked towards me. She grabbed the back of my head looked me up and down. Her gaze stopped at my stomach. She rubbed her fingers over my six pack. "Two hands for beginners weak bitch" she smirked. She went back to the table and held out an arm. No way could she beat me single handed if I was using two. Despite everything, my confidence returned. As I held both my hands over hers it became clear how much bigger my arms were than her. She didn't stand a chance. No way, even if her arms were longer. "You count," she said. "Three - two - one," I mumbled, and threw everything I had behind my arms. I knew from my limited training that her technique was basically non-existent, so it was pure strength that threw my whole body, slamming my hands into the table in less than a second. "Jocks," she commanded. I slowly stood up and dropped my pants. She stood up and looked down at my crotch. "Hello little cocky." She skulked over to me dangerously. "It's no fun if this is turning you on. Let's do something about that cock of yours." Before I knew what was happening, she flung me up and slammed me to the floor on my back. The wind was knocked out of me and I was dazed. I couldn't see where she was but before I could look up a firm mouth wrapped around my cock and started sucking and sliding. Firm hands gripped my ass, forcing it up and down as she gave me the most amazing head job I had ever had. I was going to blow in less than a minute but I wanted it to last forever. I grabbed her head. I tried to slow her down but she grabbed my hands and lifted her head. "Don't fucking touch me." She sneered. She gripped my hands and squeezed. I cried out in pain but she grabbed even harder. "STOP STOP STOP." I cried. I felt my hands about to break. Tears started pouring down my eyes and I burst into tears. The pain was unbearable. She suddenly stopped and raised an eyebrow. I let my arms hang loosely down my side and she wrapped her mouth back around my cock. After 10 seconds I arched out of control and blew my load. She stopped and looked up. She crawled towards me and touched my mouth. Her finger pressed down on my bottom lip clearly telling me to open my mouth. I couldn't believe it. She wouldn't. I opened my mouth and she pressed her lips against mine. A sticky mess was discharged into my mouth. "Swallow." She growled. I swallowed. I was disgusted. Humiliated. But this was the final straw. I was not doing another thing for this woman. "I'm not done with you tough boy. Not by a long shot. Now get on your hands and knees." I didn't move. I was chocking with tears. "Fuck you" I sobbed. "Really?" she asked incredulously. She grabbed my cock and squeezed. It was the worst pain I had ever felt. I lashed out in an uncontrollable rage. I punched and slapped with all my might as she squeezed harder and harder. "mmmmm?. mmmmmm" she moaned. "Harder. Harder." She closed he eyes and started rubbing herself. This was turning her on. Fuck it. If this is what she wants. I lost myself. "You... Weak... Bitch... She moaned. She rubbed herself harder. I pounded her with all my might. It had to be a dozen hit at least. She opened her eyes and I stopped instantly. Her grip on my cock slackened. I realised I was still crying. Sobbing like a baby. She sighed. "You're just not strong enough to really turn me on. Ah well, let's try something else for you to get me off. You're not leaving until I cum." I waited for what she would say next. "On your fucking hands and knees" She growled. I instantly dropped down on all fours. I screwed up my eyes, not knowing what was coming next. The slap that came was unlike any pain I had ever felt. She slapped my arse with all her might. I tried to speak through uncontrollable sobs but what came out was an unintelligible blubber. Katie laughed and came down to me. "I'm sorry. I was too hard on you. Have some boobie." I launched my face at her giant tit and sucked. I gripped her back and pressed my face in as hard as I could. I finally gathered my speech back. "Why are you doing this to me," I sobbed. "Because It's fun." She answered. She grabbed the back of my head and put me back on her tit. She stroked the back of my head while I sucked her nipple, her firm hands surprisingly gentle. I felt safe again on that monstrous tit. "Normally I bring home boys way bigger than you. I usually beat up boys much bigger and taller than I am, but tonight I thought fuck it. I'll bring home a little puppy to play with." We sat there in silence, my mouth wrapped around her giant tit, terrified about what would happen when she pulled me off. How big a guy had she taken on? My curiosity got the better of me. "What's the biggest guy you have brought home?" I asked. Katie looked down at me. "Dunno. One guy had to be about 6" 4' and 250 pounds. Neck wider than his head. Once he started crying it made me wetter than Niagra. There is nothing that turns me on more. He was a tough fucker. Took me ages to break him but when he did he was crying for his mother." I suddenly noticed a scar on her breast. I tried to pull off her tit again and luckily she let me. "What's that from." I rubbed my finger over the scar. "That's from a boy who didn't do what he was told. I'll slap you around a bit more Michael, but don't worry, I won't leave any lasting damage if you do what you're told. I instantly started shivering with terror. My dick was limp and I wasn't sure I could handle any more pain. Katie started talking again as she pulled me back on her boob. "This boy though. I reckon I slapped at least 6 teeth out by the time I was done with him for that scar. Couldn't see through either of his eyes. No shit Michael. I really hurt the kid." I looked up. Was that a figure of speech? She knocked his teeth out? "You really knocked them out?" "Yeh, I dunno what came over me but it was his fault. He shouldn't have bitten me." "What did he not to do?" I asked. After a couple of seconds, I realised I had asked a dumb question. I fully appreciated all six inches that this woman towered over me as she pulled me up and I came face to tit with her breasts. She looked down at me a smirked. "I told him not to bite when I did this." Katie grabbed the back of my head with her powerful hands. "Open your mouth wide" she sweetly requested. I thrust my mouth open like a snake, terrified as to what would happen if I didn't give this woman anything but full compliance. "Stuff this in," she said, cupping a monstrous breast. I forced as much of her breast into my mouth as I could, working my mouth over the mountain of flesh. I struggled for breath through my nose. "You know Michael, I lied earlier. These aren't a DD cup. They're an F cup. Do you know what that is? I shook my head almost imperceptibly as my head was stuck between a massive tit and her iron like hands. "An F cup is just big enough to do this." With a sudden jerk I was pulled into a mountain of flesh. Impossibly, even more breast was stuffed into my mouth with extra to spare blocking my nose. I couldn't breath. I wanted to bite down, make her release me but I knew that could be the stupidest thing I could ever do. I relaxed and let the breast take me. At the last moment however, in a sudden fear for my life I bit down hard. A vice like grip pulled me away. Two F cup breasts greeted my gaze and blood dripped down one. I dared look at Katie but as she pulled my head up I expected to see the most vicious look from a woman I had ever seen. This couldn't have been further from the truth. Katie was smiling widely. "Oh Michael, you shouldn't have done that," She belted me across the face with such force, my legs buckled from under me. As I moaned on the floor she said, "The things I am about to do to you, your mother won't even recognise you when I call her to pick you up. I think you might even make me cum."