Peeping Jason
By Connor McCloud



Comments welcomed at khengiskhan@hotmail.com

I picked up Tara and around 7pm, and we headed off. We were meeting two more
of our friends there, Stephanie and Sarah, but they were taking their own car
or whatever. Tonight was the night that we were all waiting for with
anticipation, excitement, and a little apprehension. We had a plan, and we all
thought it was a real good one. Without giving to much away, our plan came
after watching American Pie, and it took off from there. To make a long short,
very short and neat, we had a trap set this guy that blew off our friend Tina
once. He not only blew her off, he stiffed her at this very important college
social, then when she confronted him, he pushed her and she fell in mud in
front of dozens of his buddies. He was a bully, an ignorant asshole, and we
were about to get even.

We arrived at the bar, and setup shop. We found a great table and ordered
drinks, waiting for our prey to stroll in. Jason didn't know any of the girls
here tonight, especially not me, he had no clue who I was, but we were going
to get to know each other very soon, up close and personal. We had all dressed
nice for the occasion, nothing to fancy, but enough to stand out from the
other college girls that were there getting drunk and looking to party. I wore
a nice sleeveless outfit to show off my lean, muscular, and tan arms along
with a short skirt and nice shoes. We all sat had a drink and went over the
plan; it would work because men are boobs. They are ALL alike and think only
with their dicks. Show a guy a good- looking woman and he's all done, helpless
in our hands, unable to think straight. I can get free drinks whenever I want,
and can basically play with men until I'm bored and then I discard them like
trash. What great fun! I'm a very fit girl, woman, whatever! I'm 22, about
5'6", and I weigh about 145 pounds, which sounds like a lot, but I'm all
muscle, and I look about 125 or so. Very deceiving the whole weight thing can
be. Looks like if you walked into me I'd go flying, when really you walk into
me and you would bump off me thinking you walked into the wall. I have always
worked out, and I'm one strong, tough, bitch. That's why I know this plan will
work.

Jason strolled in around 8pm or so, wearing a stupid NY Yankee T-shirt, which
here in New England is enough to get a bar glass thrown at your head, and jean
shorts. We all smiled knowing this was our time to shine, and the plan slowly
into action. He was with a few friends, but they were only specs on our radar
screen, Jason was the target. He walked out into the deck area of the bar
where we were, and basically it was like someone yelled ACTION!!

I put my hand up on the table and Tara locked hands with me, and we started
arm wrestling. We arm-wrestled for real, it wasn't like she was going to beat
me, it was just to make it look good. You think four attractive girls arm
wrestling at a bar draws attention? Of course it does! We had many people
looking, watching, and some like good old predictable Jason walking over near
our table. It didn't take long for me to beat all the girls at the table,
Sarah giving me the best match by far as we fought hard to a long time. Jason,
was standing right behind us now, watching and openly rooting Sarah on as we
arm-wrestled. When I pinned her hand some people cheered, others clapped, but
Jason, being the horny dog that he is, moved right in behind me and leaned
over.

"Hi girls, that's quite a sight seeing you arm wrestling like that, can I arm
wrestle the winner?" he said smiling.

"Wouldn't want to embarrass you hun," I said, laughing my ass off inside,
knowing that was exactly the plan.

"Oh come on, I'll bet you a beer I can beat you," Jason said, moving around
and looking at me smiling.

"Really?" I asked," how about this, I beat you and you have to buy a round for
the girls here, that sound like a deal?"

"Ok, Jason said quickly, "all four girls get a nice cocktail on me."

"No I mean every girl in the bar gets one," I replied smiling, putting my hand
on the table ready for the challenge," you buy every girl here one. That's the
deal."

Jason smiled and sat down across from me. He looked at me funny like it almost
clicked that he knew something was wrong, but like most men his eyes went down
to my very nice boobies, and just like that, we had a match.

"Hey Girls!!", Steff yelled, "if this young lady beats this strong man arm
wrestling, everyone chick gets a drink on him!" With that statement almost
everyone in the bar moved closer to our table to see this match. Jason was not
a very big guy, maybe my height, maybe even an inch shorter, but he was a guy,
he couldn't possibly lose to a girl. Jason looked over at me and I winked and
flexed my arm for him, and not just a subtle flex, I stood up and gave him a
double bicep salute. He looked at my arms and his face was a mess of emotions,
which was perfect! One of Jason's friends started whooping it up.

"Her arms are bigger than yours man! You'll never beat her!"

"No he won't," I said calmly, and I grabbed his hand. The plan was perfect; I
love men and there predictable behavior. The only part of the plan I didn't
like but agreed to, was letting him win. I had to to make him feel better and
get his spirits up for his real big fall, which comes later. I never said I
would let him win easy though, and I made him work so hard for his victory
that I think he almost knew I let him win. At one point I let him get my hand
so close I could feel him pushing harder to pin my hand, but I didn't let him.
I forced his hand up and all the way over until I had him pinned, but I let
him up. Lucky little prick, would have liked a free beer, maybe some other
time.

So he won, and he raised his hand in victory. Many laughed, some shouted at
him, letting him know that although he won, he had won by the skin of his
teeth. I was a gracious loser as the plan called for and I got my free drink,
which was yummy, and I did my thing, flirting and laughing with this jackass.
He was the usual college guy, cocky, but clueless about most things. His
knowledge ranged from baseball to football that was about it and although I
like sports, he was obviously not well rounded to say the least.

The last step of the plan was now going to move into action, the first step
being the easiest of them all. I casually asked Jason what he was doing when
he left and told him my roommate was out of town. He accepted my invitation so
fast it was silly. I could be a mass murderer, but I was pretty and I had nice
boobs, so he's putty in my hands. I left my friend with a wink and we went
back to my place. I had the place already for this trap, but it looked very
normal so there was no thought of foul play. I told Jason to make himself
comfy while I change into something more comfy, and told him to get a beer for
himself. I walked into my bedroom and made the call.

"Hi guys!! You see him?" I asked.

"Yeah we got him honey, it's all up to you now. Steff is with Sarah in her
apartment down the hall, and they can see this to. Any thing goes wrong, they
can come, but you'll kick his ass, we all know that," said Tina happily. On
the monitor in the living room was a digital camera, and the camera was
filming my living room for everyone to see. Tina is a computer geek and she
set this all up. The feed was through the internet somehow, and all our
friends were tuned in. It was time to have some fun with Jason.

I walked out and Jason was sitting on the couch, and he had turned the TV on.
I had put on shorts and a tank top, I always enjoyed showing off my lovely
arms, and I knew it would intimidate Jason in a way. I poured a glass or water
and sat down next to him, smiling and moving near him.

"So," Jason said ackwardly,"you have this place long."

"About a year," I answered," you like it?"

"Sure, it's nice," he said, "very open, I like that. So I had fun tonight, I
like that bar."

"Yeah I did to, although I'm a little mad I lost to you at arm wrestling, I
thought I was going to win," I said smiling. Jason looked at me funny, not
sure what to say.

"Yeah, you're real strong, stronger than I thought," he said.

"Yeah I am strong, maybe you'll give me a rematch sometime?" I asked," you
think we could do that? I really hate losing."

"I'll give you a rematch whenever you want Terri, would be my pleasure," Jason
said, with a slight bit of nervousness in his voice.

"Well you beat me, so I figure I should get a chance at beating you. I'm very
competitive you know, I always played with my brothers, who are younger than
me, and we always played hard. I never let them beat me though, wanted to show
them who was boss," I said smiling and moving close to him.

"Oh yeah?" Jason said, moving closer to me, thinking he might get a kiss,"
what kind of sports did you guys play?"

"The usual, wiffle ball, kick ball, we wrestled a lot, which is my favorite.
There's nothing like going one on one against someone and making them submit
to you. It was always like, maybe you can hit that ball further than me, but
you know what, one on one I'll kick your ass and make you cry uncle!" I said
with energy," you wanna wrestle with me big boy? The winner can claim his
prize."

Jason smiled and moved closer to kiss me, but I turned and he planted his lips
on me cheek.

"Sure Terri, it would be my pleasure to wrestle with you," he replied.

"Great!" I exclaimed," I wrestle to win tough guy. Only way to win is to make
the other submit, you got that?"

"Yeah, I got that," Jason replied.

"Take your shirt off," I said, "I want to feel your body against mine, makes
it more exciting."

This was taking candy from a baby. The plan was flawless, Tina had to be
commended for this, it was tasteless, nasty, and downright cruel. I was so
happy to help!

I turned and winked into the camera knowing they could see me and they were
all cheering me on. I turned and faced Jason who was staring at my ass and
almost drooling. I smiled at him and stretched up and own and then I faced
him.

"Ok baby cakes let's do this. You ready for a humiliating experience?" I asked
confidently.

"Whatever you say Terri. I'm dying to get my hands on you," he replied.

We circled playfully, and then, like a strike of lightning, I moved in,
wrapping my arm around his head and wrenching his head to the side. I used
enough force to flip him over so he landed flat on his back, and I crashed
down hard upon him. His face was pressed up against my breast, but I know it
didn't feel good, because I was squeezing hard, and his face had a scared and
painful look on it. I think that if I wanted to, I could have ended it that
easily, but this was a show I was putting on, and I was the lead! I had to
make this long, and fun to watch for my audience, making him scream now would
be to soon.

I played with Jason head, slowly squeezing and grinding, but I allowed him to
escape before he panicked. He tried to scramble behind me, but I was much to
fast for that little move, and I instead wheeled around him. I knew that to
make this fun I had to tire him out, make him real gooey puddy to mess with. I
got on top of him, as he scrambled on his knees and moved over him, wrapping
my arms around his chest. He was face down trying to throw me off, but I had a
great position, with my legs spread apart for leverage. Our bodies were facing
opposite directions, and I soon realized that his head was very close to my
crotch. I decided to move up and over him more, and when the position was
right, I trapped his head between my legs and rolled us over. I need to
explain the perfect position I trapped him in to truly appreciate the misery
he was in. I had pinned both his arms behind his back as we rolled to our
sides, so they were useless. We were positioned his back against my chest, so
his head, trapped between my legs, was facing away from me, however perfectly
facing the camera. It was perfection and I smiled and winked at the camera as
I crushed Jason's head. To his credit, he was sort of laughing, knowing the
absurd position he was in, and knowing he could not possibly escape. His
laughter stopped and he moaned a little when I put pressure on his head, and I
could tell, that although laughing, he was not happy about this.

"Ready to say uncle Jason?" I asked.

"Uncle, uncle!" he stammered as I poured on some pressure. I didn't torture
him, it wasn't time for that, and let him go quickly. He sat up and faced the
camera, and I knew the girls and rest of the audience was loving every minute
of this. I was ready to turn up the heat a little, but gave Jason time to
regroup, he needed it.

"Where did you learn that move?" he asked.

"Basic wrestling move, I have known that one for ages. Know way you could
escape that one, not many can," I said, smiling for camera and adding," it's
not like you're strong enough to overpower me."

"What?" he said whirling around.

"I said, not that you could over power me. You're a pretty strong guy, but
you're no stronger than me. I proved that to you when we arm-wrestled, that
could have gone either way. You say that you beat me easily?"

"I didn't say that," he said defensively," you're a lot stronger than you look
Terri, that's for sure. I'll have to try a little harder and put you in your
place."

I laughed and winked at him. "Ok hun, you do that, let's see you make me say
uncle. I like a man to dominate me, makes me all horny, you never know what
might happen."

Jason smiled at me and moved towards me. I knew he would try harder this time,
and I was ready to take him down hard, and this time a little rougher. He came
at me hard and knocked me backwards. He moved quickly and tried to pin me, but
the silly boy forgot my very strong legs, and that cost him. I locked my legs
around his midsection and squeezed hard. He immediately sat up and tried to
unlock my legs, and I used his imbalance to roll him off me, and he crashed
down on his side. I reached over and grabbed his right arm and pulled it
towards me. He was now flat on his back, with his left arm desperately trying
to pry my legs apart, but it was useless. Happily I played with him, slowly
squeezing the air from his body, then nicely allowing him a breath or two. We
were situated very nicely near the camera, and I knew the audience was getting
a very nice shot of my muscular legs crushing Jason. Sadly enough, I knew it
wasn't time to really humiliate him; there was more to come. I tried to put
myself in his shoes, and smiled. Here he is a guy with a big ego, who thinks
he's the cat's ass, basically getting beat up by a girl that he wants to fuck.
How terrible for him! I loved every minute of this, although I didn't know
what I liked more. I truly enjoy being physical, especially competitive
sports, with wrestling being the epitome of one on one sports, so I was happy
to do this. I love wrestling men, because they're not as strong as people
think, or women are stronger, not sure which is right. Beating a guy is like
bitch slapping him or dumping cold water on his head. A guy is so surprised,
confused, upset, humiliated, and in awe of you it's amazing.

I gave Jason a long, hard squeeze, and he looked at me with scared eyes, so I
eased up. I smiled at him and gave him a few more squeezes. "You give hun?"

"Yeah, I'm done," he said. I let him go and he just stayed where he was. He
rubbed his stomach and groaned a little. "I thought you were going to crack a
rib, what the fuck?"

"No need to get nasty Jason, no one likes a sore loser," I replied, winking
again for the crowd.

"Hey fuck you Terri," he said angrily," I came here to fuck you, not do this
bullshit."

"To fuck me?" I asked," who said we were going to fuck? Just because you're
getting your ass kicked, don't get mad at me. I didn't think you would whine
like a baby after losing, grow up Jason."

"I'm not whining! I thought we were playing around, not trying to hurt each
other. You really want to get play rough, fine, but when you get hurt don't
say I didn't warn you," Jason said glaring at me.

"Oh I see, you weren't trying," I said sarcastically," you're a little baby
Jason. You can't handle losing to a little girl? Fuck you, let's see you beat
me." I had him right where I wanted him. He's was raging mad now, and he would
come at me hard, but he would pay for his aggression. This was my grand
finale, I knew it was time to really teach Jason a lesson, and play it up nice
for my audience. I found so much pleasure in this scheme, but not for the same
reasons my friends did, I just liked beating up and humiliating guys. It made
me smile on so many different levels, but when I really thought about why, I
knew I just liked to dominate men.

I stood up, and walked in front of the camera. I wondered how many were
watching us wrestle, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands. I know that Tina had
hooked this up like a free feed of the picture and had told so many people
that with word of mouth, the numbers watching might be higher than I thought.
The men watching must be feeling uncomfortable I thought, and the woman
feeling a sense of power like they had never felt before. I wondered how many
couples would wrestle because of this, and how many guys would be submitting
to their girlfriends/wives tonight? It was like a domino effect, and once
woman realized that they were stronger than they thought and that the guys
were weaker, guys would be crying uncle all over the country.

I slowly pulled off my shirt, and then my shorts, and I stood naked in front
of the camera. Nice touch I thought. I looked over at Jason, who was staring
at me body with his mouth wide open. I wondered if he was looking at my
muscles, my boobs, or maybe both, but he was staring.

"Take off your clothes," I said firmly," I want to wrestle you naked, so you
can feel my muscles. If you can fuck me, go ahead, here's your chance. I'm
ready when you are."

Jason, with a wide-eyed look, immediately took off his clothes. He stood
before me, naked, with his cock getting hard and started to stand up. I smiled
at him, and he blushed.

"Aww, look at you. Does getting your ass kicked excite you Jason?" I asked,
looking at him hard. He turned away, unable to hold his stare. We began
circling.

He lunged forward, but I sidestepped, and he fell forward clumsily as I pushed
him away. He regained his balance and came at me again, this time attempting
to drive his shoulder into my stomach, but as he did this, I dropped down, and
took out his legs. Jason crumbled to the ground, and I quickly went on the
attack. I quickly slid my hands around him and secured a full nelson. He tried
to pry my hands apart, but I poured on pressure until he stopped. I squirmed
into him and tightened my hold until I knew he was in some real discomfort.
Eventually, I pushed and overpowered him until he was flat on his stomach, and
I was lying on him. I spread my legs outside his to keep him from moving,
until his arms and legs were completely useless, then I tortured him. The full
nelson can be a very painful hold if done the right way, and I had him
perfectly secured. I started grinding my crotch into his naked ass, and then
started pumping my waist into him like I was fucking him doggy style lying
there. He moaned with pain, but in this position, it was almost like moans of
pleasure.

"You like Jason," I asked cruelly," you like being done from behind? Feels
good huh? I never knew you were so horny. Take it Jason!" I slammed myself
into him so hard our bodies were making a loud slapping sound, and I was
getting aroused myself. I smiled over at the camera, and decided it was time
to change holds.

I released his arms, and they fell limp be his side, more than likely damaged
or for a short period numb from the full nelson. I rolled him over, and
straddled him with my knees. I secured his wrists first and moved into a pin
position, but before I moved up to high, I grabbed his flailing legs and
hooked them with my arms. With his legs secured I moved up higher on him,
pinning his arms with my knees, and basically sitting on his face with my
naked crotch. He struggled, but he was trapped perfectly, and is attempts
began to dwindle.

"You wanted to fuck me Jason, why not eat me out? Come on my crotch is right
here, lick it," I said beginning to grind my face into him. He shook his head
back and forth, apparently not attracted to me anymore, with the thought of
licking me more like a form of rape to him. So I used his face and ground into
him, making it hard for him to breathe and causing me to almost have an
orgasm. I used him like this for a little while, but had other plans for him.
I looked down at him with some pity, he was trying, I knew he was, he was just
not up to the task. I was a more skilled fighter, and I was stronger than him,
he had no chance. Jason began asking me to stop, but his cries were muffled by
my vagina, which was covering his mouth nicely.

I released his leg and moved off him, and his legs fell helplessly to the
floor. I stood up and moved over him, smiling and having a good time. I pulled
him up by his hair, and pulled his head between my legs, and then I squeezed.
I didn't crush his head immediately, I took my time. At first he punched at my
legs, but then, as the pain grew, he thrashed and punched harder. I stood
there looking down at him, knowing that I was barely even squeezing, and
laughed.

"What's the matter?" I asked," that hurt? I'm barely even squeezing! Silly
Jason."

"Please let me go, please," he begged.

"Oh you give up?" I asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, yeah I give, please stop it," he screamed.

"Sure hun, it's almost over," I replied," almost."

I let his head loose, but stayed close to him. I pulled him up by the hair and
dragged him over in front of where the camera was, and pushed him down. I
quickly jumped on him and began to overpower him, although I must say he
fought gamely after the beating he had taken. I moved in behind him, and
wrapped my legs around his midsection, locking my ankles and tightening my
legs like a vice. His hands reached for my legs to pull them apart, but he had
no chance, they were tightly secured. I then wrapped my arm tightly around his
neck and squeezed, securing my hold with my left arm. His hands now clawed at
me arms, but to no avail, he was trapped like a rat. I ground into him,
tightening both holds, until our bodies were so close, they were almost one.
My legs were so tight, that the tightest squeeze caused him to moan in pain,
and by flexing my bicep I almost rendered him unconscious from lack of blood
to his brain. I held him there, playing with him, hurting him, and taunting
him.

"Tell me who's stronger?" I asked quietly.

"You're stronger," he whimpered, almost in tears.

"Tell me you're my bitch," I ordered.

"I'm your bitch," he said without hesitation.

"Call me mistress, understand that?" I said suddenly squeezing harder until I
heard him sob and groan.

"Yes mistress, I understand.

"Good Jason, now you understand. Let me tell you a story. I have a very good
friend that really liked this guy; I mean she really liked him. She thought
they would stay together for a long time, but he was no good, he only wanted
sex. You hear me hun," I asked tightening my grip.

"Yes mistress I hear you," he answered.

"Good boy. Now this guy, who like you only wanted sex, was cruel to her. He
used her for sex, and then treated her poorly. Would you ever treat me like
that Jason?"

"No mistress, never," he said quickly.

"Hmm. Well this guy left me friend, but before he did, he broke her heart. He
made a fool of her, and humiliated her, like I'm humiliating you. Does it feel
good to be humiliated?" I asked.

"No mistress, it hurts badly," he said.

"Yes, it does. This guy pushed my friend, and knocked her down, like a bully.
I don't like bullies Jason. Then he laughed at her. My friend was named Tina,
and she's one of my best friends," I said. Jason didn't reply, but I felt his
body tremble.

"Yes Jason, my friend was Tina, and you hurt her and humiliated her. I'm very
angry with you. I feel like you need to be punished more," I said calmly.

Jason started crying, and shaking.

"Please no, please stop hurting me Terri, I mean mistress. I can't take any
more pain, it's killing me. I'll never be mean again, please stop hurting me,"
Jason begged.

"I will Jason, but there's a few more things. You see that camera up there?
That's a digital camera; our wrestling was just broadcast over the net to
thousands of people, including Tina. Not sure how many watched, hundreds,
maybe thousands. Watching us right now. They're watching me dominate and
humiliate you Jason. Watching as you call me mistress and cry helpless in my
arms," I said, feeling Jason shaking and sobbing in my arms," it's ok Jason.
People will forget this someday, but you won't. You'll never forget how I beat
you like I did. I could have beaten you badly, and really hurt you but that
wasn't the point. Remember Jason, women are strong, and next time you might
not get off so easy. Oh and speaking of getting off, that's exactly how we're
ending our broadcast."

"Ladies and gentlemen!" I exclaimed proudly," this match is over, and Jason
has something to say to you all." I whispered to Jason and gave him a good
hard squeeze, and moaned softly, but did not resist.

"I'm sorry for pushing you Tina. I'm an asshole for acting like that," Jason
said slowly. I applied pressure with my legs until I felt his body almost go
limp.

"Terri is my master and I'm her bitch," he continued," I'll never treat
another girl badly again because Terri will hunt me down and hurt me again."

"Perfect Jason! You heard it folks, the man is truly sorry for his macho,
bullshit way he treated our friend Tina. I hope you all enjoyed this as much
as I did. I'm turning this thing off, have a nice night everyone!"

I slowly let Jason go, and he sort of melted to the floor. I got up, and blew
a kiss to the camera before moving it and turning it off. I heard Jason
moaning, but he wasn't moving, he was just lying there. I hoped I didn't break
any ribs, especially while broadcasting the entire thing. I was sure he was
battered and humiliated by otherwise quite all right. I walked over where he
was and kneeled over him, placing my pussy right over his face. He looked
scared, but didn't move.

"Lick me," I said firmly, and without hesitation he did. I allowed him to lick
me until I had an orgasm, and then I stood up. There was a knock on the door,
and when the door opened, Steff and Sarah smiled and walked in quickly. They
hugged me and slapped me five, paying no attention to Jason lying there on the
floor. We laughed, and they described how it looked over the net, saying I
looked ripped and so powerful, and Jason looked to scared and confused. They
looked over at him and laughed, he looked so pathetic, a beaten man, calling
me mistress and licking my box upon command. I told them what I made him do to
me, and Sarah smiled and looked over at him. She winked at me, pulled down her
shorts and walked over to Jason.

"Mistress Terri said to lick my pussy,"Sarah said calmly, lowering her vagina
onto his face. Jason said nothing; he just licked and kissed her crotch until
she had am orgasm. Sarah patted his head, smiled, and walked back over to me.

"He's quite a pet," she laughed, "can we keep him?"

We all laughed and joked about having a sex slave. Stephanie said she was not
interested, but said that Tina might have some fun with him. I told them that
I would make Jason come back another night if they wanted and we would have
fun with him again.

A week after this happened; Tina called me and said that she had so many hits
on her sight she decided to make it a pay site. She was charging people about
10 bucks a month to watch me beat up Jason. Tina asked if it was possible to
bring another guy to my place to do it again, she even said she would pay me
from the money she was making. I told her I would do it for free, I enjoyed
making men my bitch.