My Deadly Scissors Domination Of A Weak Male
By Ashley
More humiliation for him means more pleasure for me


It was becoming too easy and boring defeating the weak male with my legs and
using his passed out little body for my pleasure. They would just cum and go
to sleep from the pressure of my thighs. I wanted to extend their humiliation
and prolong my pleasure. The next time would be different. I wouldn't scissor
the pathetic male unconcious, at least not right away. I wanted to keep him
awake as I had him in a painful scissor, stroking and controlling his manhood
to humiliate him further.

With that in mind, the next weakling male I humiliated was a cute boy named
Anthony, and I so scissor tortured the poor little thing..so sad, but I SO
loved how hot it made me. It still is a sweet memory.......

"Aww, poor helpless little Anthony. Is this the best you can do? Aw..poor
little man, you are so meek and pathetic, aren't you?" I smiled as I looked
down in his face and mocked him in my sexy little girl voice. His weak
struggles were useless as he helplessly felt my powerful strong thighs devour
him. I continued to torture his already defeated body between my legs in an
extremely humiliating and erotic painful scissors hold.

My long sexy bronzed thighs squeezed ever tighter in on him again. I had him
completely wrapped up in my legscissor and he lay helplessly on his back. As I
lay on my side beside him looking down in his face, my left upper arm had
snaked under the back of his neck, and as I began lowering my face beside his
cheek while he faced the ceiling, my pretty pink nail polished fingers reached
up and pinched his nose closed tightly from the other side. I was squeezing
his body slowly in my thighs like a boa constrictor. As he gasped for air from
his mouth, I licked his cheek and suddenly brought my full lips over his,
enclosing what little space he had to breathe. As I was slowly and deeply
kissing him, I then lightened the pressure of my thighs on him, toying with
him, making him think he had a chance to escape. The pathetic boy slyly tried
to wriggle himself free from between my shapely powerful legs while I had him
in my kiss, but I instantly squeezed him so hard in my thighs, I thought he
would pass out..."OMIGOD, your thighs are so stong Ashley!" he whined. I
giggled softly and kept squeezing the air from his captive body with my mighty
thighs. I sensually kept his mouth covered with my soft lips in long erotic
kisses, pulling the air from him in my breath, and as I slowly tightened my
deadly bodyscissors, the weak little boy was unable to breathe in.

He helplessly struggled again to breathe and he could feel me giggle again as
I kissed him. More humiliating yet for him, as I lay on my side doing this to
him, I had his right arm pinned between the right side of his body and my
sweet moist gyrating lace covered crotch. I had bent his left arm under him
and it was asleep, trapped underneath the weight of his back.

All while this was happening, I had been slowly stroking his ever hardening
little dick,adding to his humiliation. Like all pathetic males, he couldn't
help but be hard for my awesome body; thinking how sexy and beautiful were the
sadistic thighs that held him between them at their mercy. So cruel were my
gorgeous legs, squeezing him like prey, keeping him barely concious and
enjoying every minute of his pain. And I was!

He began to beg and mumble into my soft kiss as his weakened body collapsed to
mush. My lethal and erotic leg squeeze had crushed the will to fight out of
him. Poor baby, I think the pain of being scissored between my strong young
thighs was more than he could take. "Mmmmmmmmmm please let me out of your
scissors Ashley. I SAID I give up...OH...PLEASE STOP SQUEEZING ME..YOUR
THIGHS..so strong.....I'M SO HELPLESS BETWEEN THEM..sob..!!!"

I released my kiss and squeezed him even harder in my bodyscissors. I smiled
as I looked down into his eyes and began stroking his little dick faster.
"OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWw, PLEASE ASHLEY, your thighs have already scissored me
into submission. Please don't keep me locked between them. This is too
humiliating and painful" he begged.

I whispered softly in his ear "You are such a pathetic weakling aren't you
Anthony? Your soft little body IS helplessly squeezed between my strong
thighs..awwwww(kiss)....and I know I have you in a very painful bodyscissors,
yet you are still hard and very turned on. Do you like it when I squeeze your
skinny body in my leg scissors, bad little boy?"

As I was saying that, I began sensually licking his cheek again, and as much
pain as he was in from my bodyscissors, my hand stroking him had made him so
close, he began to buck as he was about to come.

Again I giggled at his plight "Aww poor little man....NO NO Anthony, only good
little boys get to come." I stopped stroking and grabbed the base of his dick
tightly, preventing him from cumming. As I did this, once again my scissors
tightened harder around him in their sexy death grip of silky steel, as my
soft full lips covered his mouth once again until he almost passed out.

This process had been happening for over an hour,and I was so wet and turned
on.The poor little boy's balls were welling up from me denying his orgasms and
must have hurt so much....aww, so sad. At this point I think that the
humiliation of being scissored into complete submission and held captive
between my hot young thighs, helpless to stop me as I jerked him off, got to
him, and he began to sob.

"Aww, is poor little Anthony tearing up? Is mean Ashley's scissors hold
hurting you weakling? Here, maybe this will help." His crying turned me on
even more, so then I moved my upper body away from him and layed on my back at
a right angle from him. He could not budge in my scissor as he wept his
humiliating submission softly. I was so tingling below as I squeezed him
harder. I removed my bra and lay there on my back as I massaged my breasts,
cruelly gyrating my hips and sadistically squeezing his helpless weak body
between my sexy strong thighs, making him moan in pain as he wept. I then
leaned up right beside and over him on my elbow as I directed my breasts to
his face. "Suck little man. If you satisfy me I may let you come."

"Please Ashley!" he protested through his tears. "This is rape. You can't do
this against my will." Once again my strong smooth legs squeezed him hard and
he screamed. "Do as you are told Anthony, or I will break your ribs with my
thighs." He obeyed immediately and began to suckle my beautiful round breasts,
his tears falling upon them. As I began stroking his tortured dick once again,
I smiled down at him and his unconditional obedience, enjoying the pain and
humiliation my sexy young body held him in.

"Oh but this is not rape little Anthony. Are you not hard for me?" Again I
stroked him faster.

"But I can't help it Ashley, please!! I can't control it." He begged. "Please
let me go........OOOOO!!!"

At this point I pulled his head from my breasts forcefully by grabbing his
hair and moved my face down to him, locked my lips on to his once again and
tightened my scissor as I kept cruelly stroking him and bringing him to the
brink.

I looked into his face as I used his pathetic body for my pleasure. Squeezing
and gyrating the little toy. I wanted him to watch me as I came, using him as
a rag doll with my thighs, denying him his orgasm as I scissored him to sleep.