Ashley humiliates me in front of her new boyfriend.(picture)
By Crohnsman Crohnsman67216@yahoo.com
Ashley gets a new boyfriend and gives me a terrible beating when I object.

I had to do another story starring the beautiful Ashley Massaro. Her
gorgeous looks and fantastic body warranted it. She and other beautiful
female wrestlers can be found at SexyWrestlingBabes.net

Ashley Massaro


I have been Ashley's slave for three years now. That day she gave me the
worse beating of my life and turned me into a blubbering little boy that
fears her wrath, is still etched in my mind. Being a 6 foot 5 inch 420
pound muscular male that is scared to death of a 5 foot 5 inch 112 pound
female, is a very hard pill to swallow. But regardless of the large
differences in our height and weight, Ashley rules my life. She easily
handled me that day like I was a two year old toddler. I was the most
feared man on the planet at the time. Men trembled when they had to face
me in the wrestling ring. Now I'm a whimpering little sissy. Ashley put
the fear of Ashley in me.

I used to be her loving boyfriend until that fatal day. I tried to exert
my male superiority and force Ashley to have sex with me. By the time she
was through showing me I was nothing but a weak little pussy, I was
crawling at her feet and begging her not to hurt me anymore. She turned
me every which way but loose. Ashley threw me around the room like I was
a rag doll, put me in countless wrestling holds and laughed at my pain
filled little girl screams, and beat me to a bloody pulp before she
knocked me out cold. Then she humiliated and degraded me while I lie
there crying and helpless. I never stood a chance against the beautiful
female warrior. She is my Master and ruler now, and I am her tamed and
obedient slave. I am completely cowed and afraid of her.

I tried to get away from her once about a year ago. But she found me and
brought me back. I received a terrible beating for pulling that stunt.
One day she had an early appointment and left the house after giving me a
list of chores she wanted completed by the time she got back. I decided
right then and there that I had to get away from her. My life wasn't my
own anymore, and she had proved to me many times that I wasn't man enough
to change that fact. So as soon as her car pulled out of the drive, I ran
to my room and packed up everything I owned. I got a room in a cheap,
rundown motel, and did my best to stay under the radar. But I failed
miserably.

She found me in two days and dragged my unconscious body back after
beating me senseless. The thing that really bothers me, is the fact she
didn't hunt me down because she was in love with me and wanted me back. I
was essentially her maid, house keeper, dish washer, waiter, laundry boy,
errand boy, foot massage boy, and just plain slave. She wanted me back to
take care of her. Plus, I had ran away without doing the chores she
ordered me to do. It pissed her off that I disobeyed her and tried to
hide so she couldn't find and punish me. I received a very severe beating
for that foolish mistake, and I am much to afraid to ever try it again.

Even though she doesn't consider me her boyfriend anymore, we do still
have sex. But it's on her terms, and only when she wants it. She takes
the top position, to remind me she is the dominate one in our
relationship. Sometimes she will climax six or seven times, then climb
off of me and go to sleep. If I haven't reached satisfaction, then that's
to bad. I'm not allowed to masturbate, so I'm forced to try and go to
sleep with aching balls. I tried to masturbate after she fe ll asleep one
time, and she damn near broke my arm when she woke up and caught me. Then
I got a bad beating for crying to loudly and keeping her awake. I never
tried that again.

Ashley and I do not have a loving relationship. Our relationship is based
more on necessity. She loves having a slave to take care of her every
need, and It's necessary I be there to do that for her. Every minute that
goes by, I wish with all my heart I hadn't tried to force her to have sex
that day. We were a normal couple that lived together and enjoyed each
others company. I loved her very much, and I'm absolutely sure she loved
me too. But my macho male attitude ruined everything. Undefeated in the
ring for 49 bouts made me think I was totally unbeatable. Being
threatened by a woman one quarter my size, made me laugh. My male pride
demanded I show her how ridiculous she was to challenge me. My cocky
attitude and male pride are gone now. They were trampled under the feet
of the beautiful Ashley.

As I stated, Ashley and I don't have a normal loving relationship. But we
do live together and have sex, so I still consider us a couple. When she
brought her new boyfriend home, I was totally upset. It was a Friday, and
Ashley had gone to her gym to work out. Every Monday, Wednesday, and
Friday, she spends two hours at the gym, while I stay home and do the
chores she orders me to do. I was dusting the China cabinet in the dining
room when she came home. When I heard her car door close, I never gave a
thought to the frilly yellow apron I was wearing. Ashley makes me wear it
while I'm cleaning, and laughingly says yellow is my color. When it comes
to the beautiful dominate Ashley, she is absolutely correct..

When Ashley came through the door I heard her speaking. Naturally I
assumed she was talking to me, so I stopped dusting with the pink feather
duster and turned to see what she wanted. That's when I spotted the
little wimp that had followed her through the door. "Fix yourself a drink
and make yourself at home Cam. I'm going to take a refreshing shower and
change into something more comfortable." Ashley told the little
pipsqueak. "OK Ash. I'll be waiting with open arms." He answered back.
That's when he turned his head to the right, and noticed me standing
there staring at him. Ashley disappeared into the bedroom and shut the
door, leaving the two of us alone.

"OH MY GOD! YOU'RE KING SOLOMON!" He said with his mouth gaped open.
"That's right. And who the hell are you?" I asked sarcastically. "Oh, I'm
sorry. My name is Cameron. I work out at the gym with Ashley." He
replied. "HA!" Work out my ass. I thought to myself. The little wimp was
maybe 5 foot 8 inches tall, and couldn't have weighed more then a buck
sixty. "Man, you were the most feared wrestler in the world a few years
ago. Then you just fell off of the face of the earth. Where the hell have
you been?" He wanted to know. "That's none of your business buddy." I
flatly told him. "Yeah, I realise that man. But you were undefeated and
popular as hell. So I'm just curious." He told me. "Well stop being
curious and quit asking questions pal." I replied hatefully.

"OK man, sure. What ever you say. Ummm...say King. Why are you wearing a
yellow apron and dusting the furniture?" "What part of stop being curious
and asking questions did you not understand runt?" I snarled at him. "OK
man OK. I'm sorry." He said as he walked over and fixed himself a drink.
I went back to dusting the China cabinet, wondering what the hell he was
doing here. When I was through with the China cabinet, I started toward
the living room. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the little bastard
grinning. "What the fuck are you grinning at asshole?" "Come on King. You
were the meanest, and cruelest wrestler I've ever seen. Every guy was
afraid to get in the ring with you. Don't you think it's a little funny
that you're running around with a pink feather duster in your hand and
wearing a feminine yellow apron around your waist?"

My anger was about to get the best of me. This little shrimp was really
pushing my buttons. Three years ago, I would have squashed him like a bug
the first time he opened his fucking mouth. I ignored him, and tried my
best to restrain myself. I dusted off the mini bar and the mantle over
the fire place. As I turned to do the coffee table and end tables, I
heard him snickering. I completely lost it. I threw down the feather
duster and rushed over to the sofa where he was sitting. I grabbed him
under the arm pits and picked him up like he was a small child. Then I
shook the hell out of him.

I was so angry, I didn't realise what I was doing. "WHAT'S SO FUCKING
FUNNY YOU LITTLE PIPSQUEAK? HUH? WHAT'S SO FUCKING FUNNY?" I moved my
right hand from his arm pit and put it around his throat. "DO YOU THINK
IT'S FUNNY NOW YOU LITTLE PUSSY?" His face was turning red from being
choked, and he couldn't get his breath. I kept shaking and choking him,
oblivious of what was happening. "I ASKED YOU A QUES TION RUNT! DO YOU
STILL THINK IT'S FUNNY?" He was helpless in my strong grip and about to
pass out. In fact, I might have killed him in the blacked out state of
mind I was in. I had absolutely no idea what I was doing to the man. My
mind was completely blank.

Then fear rushed up my spine when I heard Ashley scream at me from the
bedroom doorway. "PUT...HIM...DOWN!" I dropped the little bastard and
turned my trembling body toward Ashley. I tried to stammer out an excuse
for the way I had behaved, but I didn't have one. She looked so sexy and
stunning standing there in the bedroom doorway. Her swirling blond hair
was cascading down past her creamy shoulders. Her 38 DD breasts were
straining to break out of the flimsy black baby doll negligee she was
wearing. That flat tummy of hers was so inviting. Those slender hips and
the see through black panties that was covering the finest female
genitalia in the world, made your mouth water. And those long gorgeous
legs of hers, that extended down to perfectly shaped feminine bare feet.
Ashley was a Goddess.

But that wasn't what my frightened eyes were looking at. Those squinted
grey eyes with the hateful look in them, and the angry scowl on her
beautiful face was what worried me. As she started walking towards us to
check on the runt, my hands were clasped out in front of me. I was
pleading for all I was worth, trying to save myself from a painful
beating. "Please Ashley, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. He
laughed at me for wearing this yellow apro".."SMACK!"..that's as far as I
got with me feeble explanation, before she dropped me in the floor. "Are
you alright Cam?" She asked concerned. "Yeah.."choke".."cough"..I think
so Ash." "cough" "cough" A shley looked down at me with fire in her eyes.
I knew right then, no matter what I said, I was going to get a terrible
beating.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn't stop my large body and huge hands
from shaking. "GET UP! RIGHT NOW!" Ashley screamed at me. I climbed to my
feet, and stood on trembling legs I couldn't control. "Go sit on the sofa
Cam, and get your breathing under control. I have some business I have to
take care of." She helped him to the sofa, then turned to me. I was
overcome with fear when I saw the look on her beautiful face. "Pl.please
A.Ashley pl.pl.please. I'm so s.sorry. I didn't mean to h.hurt h.him.
R.R.Really I d.didn't. Don't b.b.beat me A.Ashley. Pl.please d.d.don't
b.beat me." "SHUT YOUR WHINING MOUTH AND GET OVER HERE!" I stumbled to
her crying like a baby.

Ashley didn't waste any time. She grabbed a handful of my shirt with her
left hand to keep me close, and proceeded to beat me senseless with her
right. "SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK." My face was rapidly
swelling from her power packed punches. She decided my stomach needed a
little work. "THUD..THUD..THUD..THUD..THUD..THUD..THUD." My legs buckled
and I collapsed to my knees in front of her. It didn't even slow Ashley
down. She tilted my upper body back and continued to beat my face to a
pulp. "SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK."

When she quit punching and turned me loose, I slumped over against her
smooth thigh. I was squalling like a new born baby through my badly
swollen mouth. She grabbed my hair and jerked my head back to look into
my tear filled black eyes. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?
YOU KNEW IT WOULD PISS ME OFF IF YOU TOUCHED HIM! DON'T YOU HAVE ANY GOD
DAMN BRAINS AT ALL?" I SHOULD BEAT YOU TO DEATH FOR BEING SO STUPID!
Still holding my hair with her left hand, she grabbed the back of my
collar with her right and dragged me over to the shrimp.

When she had me kneeling in front of him, she let go of my collar and
wrenched my right arm up my back until I screamed.
"AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "NOW APOLOGISE TO HIM YOU PATHETIC LITTLE
BITCH!" The pain in my arm combined with the beating I had just received,
made me sob out my apology. "I'M.. SO.. S.S.SORRYYYYYY! PL.PLEASEEEE..
FORGIVE.. MEEEEEEEEE! PL.PLEASEEEEEEEEEE!" "AAAWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
HAWWW! HAWWW! HAWWWWWWWWWW!" "Sniff, sniff, sniff." The man was in pure
shock. He looked at my sobbing battered face, and then at the beautiful
Ashley, and was completely lost for words. "I guess he's not ready to
forgive you wimp. That's fine, because I'm not through with you either."
She said angrily.

All I could do was scream and beg while she dragged me out to the middle
of the room. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HO HO HO HOOOOOOOOOOO!
PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HO HO HOOOOOOOO!" Ashley didn't
listen.
"SMACK..SMACK..THUD..THUD..THUD..THUD..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK." Her
hard female fists mangled my face and wrecked my large muscular body in
short order. I was completely helpless in the grasp of the dominate blond
female tigress, and she showed me no mercy at all. The runt was still in
shock.

"SMMMMACKK!" I landed at her feet sleeping like a baby. Ashley walked
over and sat down next to Cameron. "Cam..Cam..are you alright?" He slowly
swung his head in her direction, then turned it back. She saw the blank
stare in his eyes, so she grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "Cam snap
out of it. CAM!" His eyes finally blinked and he turned and looked at
her. "Ash?" "Yes Cam it's me. Are you alright?" That's when it came back
to him what he had just witnessed. He glanced out to the middle of the
room and saw my battered unconscious body lying there.

"MY GOD! I DIDN'T DREAM IT!" Ashley. You just beat the hell out of the
most feared man on the planet. I don't believe it." He said in an
astounded voice "You mean that big pussy sleeping in the floor over
there. Hell that was easy." She replied smiling. "But he's four times
bigger then you are. And he's a MAN!" "He may be four times my size, but
he's nothing but a weak little sissy. I beat him up all the time." "YOU
DO?" He asked in complete surprise. "Yes Cam I do. I've been beating the
little weakling like a dog for the past three years now. He's such a
wimp." The man just sat there and stared at her.

Uh Oh! The look on his face had her worried. Cam was the first guy she
had found in a long time that she really liked. She was afraid her anger
might have screwed that up. He looked like he was scared of her because
of her strength and fighting ability. Giving that pussy Sol a severe
beating in front of him, may have been a bad idea. She thought to
herself. "Does it bother you that I can beat up men as big as Sol Cam?"
He looked at her for a few seconds, and then he smiled. "HELL NO! I THINK
IT'S COOL!" Her worries quickly left her. "Go od. I was afraid you might
not like a woman with strength and incredible fighting skills." She
replied.

"Don't worry your pretty head Ash. I think it's great." He walked over
and looked at my badly swollen black and blue face. "Man! You really did
a number on him Ash. If I hadn't watched it with my own eyes, I wouldn't
believe it. He danced back to her, as giddy as a small boy at Christmas.
"This is amazing. My girlfriend can beat King Solomon to a pulp. The
meanest son of a bitch I've ever seen, and my girlfriend can easily whip
his ass." "I LOVE IT!"

"Come here you adorable super girl you." He said as he grabbed her and
began kissing her all over. Ashley was in heaven. She finally found a man
she liked, and he wasn't intimidated by her strength. They kissed and
fondled each other for a few minutes, then they made love right there on
the sofa. Ashley was satisfied with his performance, and judging by the
look on his smiling face, he enjoyed himself too. As they were sitting
there talking, I awakened and moaned from the pain I felt all over my
body and face. "Your little house keeping sissy is awake Ash. And he
still owes me an apology." "That he does Cam, that he does." She replied
as she smiled.

Ashley got up and walked towards me. When I raised my swollen face and
saw her coming, the tears began to pour out of my eyes. Ashley snapped
her fingers and gave me a command. "KNEES WIMP!" I struggled to my knees
and waited for further orders. The shrimp approached me with a large
smile on his face. I wanted to kill him, but I remained on my knees and
docile. "You owe my an apology punk." The little bastard had the balls to
say. Before I could reply to that, Ashley stepped closer just daring me
to say something. I turned meek as a lamb with fear. "I said you owe me
an apology asshole, now lets hear it."

I'm.. sorry.. I.. shook.. you.. and.. choked.. you." I whimpered. "I
don't know." The little pipsqueak said. "Did that sound sincere to you
Ash?" He asked as he winked at her. "No, I don't believe it did Cam." She
replied. "Make it sound more sincere you little bitch. Or you'll get
another beating." She sternly told me. With the tears drenching my
battered face and the carpet below, I tried again. "I'm.. really..
sorry.. please.. forgive.. me." I sobbingly said. He winked at her again.
"That was a little better, but I'm still not convinced. Maybe you should
SHOW ME how sorry you are wimp. You look like a queer in that yellow
apron, so why don't you suck my dick."

My head instantly came up and I looked at him with murder in my eyes.
"SMACK!" All it got me was more pain when Ashley's right slammed into my
jaw. I dropped my head and sobbed a little harder. She surely wouldn't
let this little bastard humiliate me like that. It made me sick that the
little runt was hiding behind her skirt for protection. How could she
like a man that was so scared he would do such a thing. Actually, he
wasn't a man if he was willing to let a woman fight his battles for him.
The chicken shit little pussy. "You heard him you little bitch. Get that
whining mouth of yours open." Ashley ordered. "JESUS CHRIST! SHE IS GOING
TO LET HIM!" I said to myself while I shook with shame.

"Pl.pl.please.. Ash.Ashley.. don't.. l.let.. him.. do.. th.th.this." I
begged. "Open your whiny fucking mouth before I knock your ass out and
open it myself." "NOW OPEN IT!" She commanded. I bawled like a broken
hearted child and opened my mouth. "Do you think he will bite me Ash?" He
asked with a worried look on his face. "Don't worry Cam. He doesn't have
the guts. He knows what I would do to him if he did, and it wouldn't be
pretty." "OK. If you say so Ash." "Hold on." She said. "I can relieve
your worry all together." "Take your false teeth out bitch." She ordered.
He looked at me as I removed my teeth and replied. "COOL!" I cried harder
then ever.

Ashley took hold of his limp dick and massaged it until it was rock hard.
I knelt there watching her, sobbing uncontrollably. When she had him
ready, she grabbed me by the hair and guided my sobbing open mouth over
his dick. I instantly began gagging. She leaned down where she could look
me in the eyes and scolded me. "If you dare vomit, I'll kill you." "Is
that clear bitch?" I blinked my eyes yes, because my mouth was full of
his fucking dick. I concentrated on something else to take my mind off of
what she was forcing me to do. That's when I noticed his dick, tasted
like Ashley's sweet pussy.

She has sat on my face many times and made me eat her out, so I knew that
taste very well. The knowledge that this little bastard had fucked my
beautiful Ashley while I was out cold on the floor, completely broke me.
My world had been turned upside down by a puny little chicken shit, that
I could have snapped in half with one hand if Ashley wasn't there to
protect h im. When he had the nerve to grab me by the ears and buck his
hips hard to shove his dick down my throat as deep as he could, I gave
up. I had no will to fight them with. My pride and self esteem evaporated
into thin air. I didn't care about anything anymore. My beautiful Ashley
was lost.

Ashley fondled his balls with her left hand, and pulled his head down
with her right so she could passionately kiss him. I knelt in front of
him like a zombie while he pounded my face with his dick. I didn't resist
at all. My life was over and I was a thoroughly broken man. When the
little bastard jerked my face flush up against him and spilled his load
down my throat, I accepted it without a struggle. When he finally turned
me loose, I knelt there quietly sobbing while he and Ashley continued
their passionate kissing. Nothing mattered anymore.

The little bastard was upset that I let him humiliate me in front of
Ashley. He was hoping I would try to stop him, so he could watch her man
handle me some more. Ashley didn't need anymore urging, because she loved
to hear me scream while she inflicted pain on me. She smiled and told him
to take a front row seat while she made his wishes come true. When he was
comfortably seated, she picked me up from the floor and began to take me
apart. She threw my 420 pound muscular body around the room like I was a
little boy. The fucking runt was screaming and cheering, while I cried in
shame.

Then I was wrapped up in a figure four leg lock and they both laughed at
my painful little girl screams. "AAAIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEE!" Next, she
punished me with a Boston crab, and he was tickled pink to hear me scream
again. "AAARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" It was followed by a camel clutch,
abdominal stretch, arm bar, hammerlock, full nelson, and everything else
Ashley could think of. The runt was having a ball listening to me scream,
and Ashley was enjoying herself showing him how strong and powerful she
was. I on the other hand, did nothing but cry, beg, and grovel. But I
knew it was useless. Ashley ignored me.

Then Ashley began what they eventually called the sleeping game. First,
she wrapped those gorgeous legs around my waist and squeezed. I screamed
and screamed until I passed out. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" They spent
five minutes or so kissing and fondling each other, before she would wake
me up and put me in another painful hold to knock me out again. After the
body scissors, she wrapped those fabulous looking legs around my head. I
screamed like a frightened little girl.."AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
until I screamed myself unconscious. Then it was back to kissing and
fondling for another five minutes. They loved the game, but I sure as
hell didn't. But that didn't matter to the beautiful Ashley.

The runt started calling her his beautiful blond Amazon. Ashley liked the
name so much, that she couldn't wait to fondle and kiss him for giving it
to her. She dragged me over by him and threw me down on my knees. Then
she spread her hand over my face in a claw hold, and bent me over
backwards so she could lean down and get to his lips. While the two
kissed and fondled each other, I went to sleep again in her claw hold.
She spent an extra five minutes with him this time, while she easily held
my sleeping, battered body on my knees. Satisfied she had properly
thanked him, she dragged me back to the middle of the room so he could
have a better view.

The shrimp loved the next hold she put me in. Ashley crossed my arms in
front and sat down behind me. She placed one bare foot on my back and the
other on the back of my head. Then she pulled my arms across my throat
and strangled me with them until I passed out. He kept her for an extra
five minutes of kissing and fondling this time, for putting on such a
great show for him. Then it was back to wake me up for more torture. She
picked me up and draped me over her shoulders in a back breaker. She
wanted to show him just how strong she was. When he saw her easily
holding me up there, he began to fondle himself. The little bastard was
really getting off watching her humiliate me. When I screamed from the
terrible pain.."AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" His pace increased.

Ashley finally let me collapse to the floor. She wrapped her strong arms
around my throat and put me in a sleeper hold. My feeble struggles didn't
stand a chance of breaking her secure hold. My mighty arms flopped to my
sides after a couple of minutes, and I dropped off to sleep. Ashley let
me slump to the floor and went to play their kissing and fondling game.
He called her his mighty sleeptress after that hold, and she liked that
name too. When the five minutes were up, she came to wake me again. But
as soon as my eyes fluttered open, he asked her to stop. "I can't wait
any longer my beautiful blond Amazon sleeptress, I need you now."

Ashley p icked me up and held me there with both of her strong hands
clutching the front of my shirt. "Finish the chores I told you to do and
then get your worthless ass to bed. We don't want to be disturb for
anything. Is that clear my pathetic little bitch?" "Y.Yes.. A.Ashley." I
whimpered. "Good boy. If I have to come out here you'll wish you were
dead by the time I'm finished with you. So I would advise you to obey me
and be as quiet as a mouse. Understand?" "Y.Y.Yes.. Ash.Ash.Ashley." I
whimpered again. Ashley patted my cheek and smiled. "Good boy. Now finish
your chores and get to bed before you make me angry."

I stumbled over and picked up the pink feather duster while Ashley and
the little pipsqueak ran to the bedroom holding hands and giggling like
little children. Tears were streaming down my face while I finished
dusting off the furniture. I knew I had lost my beautiful Ashley forever,
and there wasn't a thing I could do about it. And she was going to keep
me here to take care of her and the runt, which would magnify my loss.
Seeing her every day and watching someone else's hands touch what I
wouldn't be allowed to touch anymore, would break my heart. And that
little bastard would keep humiliating me, because he was under Ashley's
protection and knew I was to afraid of her to try and stop him. I put up
the feather duster and furniture polish and shuffled off to bed crying my
eyes out. What else could I do but obey. Ashley would beat me if I
didn't, and the pipsqueak would enjoy watching her do it. I fell across
my bed, crying like I've never cried in my life. My life was over, and my
beautiful Ashley was lost to me forever. Because I'm nothing but a pussy.