THE KEYS TO CONTROL
By AmazonFan - Written For DTM / Amy's Conquest



"The keys to control fall into fundamentally three areas. The first is lift
and carry. Males have this gender driven image of carrying the wife across the
threshold. The female's ability to effortlessly lift and carry the male throws
the gender stereotype in the trash. Second is the ability to force
submissions. This goes back to the childhood experience of schoolyard
wrestling. A pin itself is defeating enough, but a verbal submission adds a
layer of psychological defeat and humiliation. The third element is forced
ejaculation. Unlike forced submissions that are rooted in childhood
experience, this is very much an adult experience. The notion of taking
control of the level of male stimulation and being in exacting control of
ejaculation - against the will of the male - is most debilitating for the male
and quite empowering for the female."

Jessica Colangelo was addressing a rapt audience of 12 women, all in the mid
to late 20's. They'd come to know each other on Facebook and had been
recruited to attend this lecture. She stood proudly before them. At six feet
tall and 180 pounds of solid muscle, she embodied the traits of the Amazonian
warrior, the strong, superbly conditioned female more than capable of
physically overpowering all but the most superbly conditioned male.

"Men are in denial," she continued. "They cannot stomach the notion of a
physically superior female. It breaks all the molds. It seems to threaten what
they think they stand for. Quite frankly, I don't give a shit about their
little egos. And, by your being here, you're saying that you don't give a shit
either."

The group of women responded with polite applause.

"How many of you know how much your boyfriends/husbands weigh?"

All the women raised their hands.

"Good. That's an important starting point. Anyone here with a guy at or under
125 pounds?"

One woman raised her hand.

"Great. He's a wimp and a pushover. I don't know why you even need me - you
should be all over him now, but, within a very short period of time you will
have him crushed and controlled."

A few of the women exchanged knowing glances.

"Rule of thumb, I want each of you, even if you're five feet tall, to weigh a
minimum of 130 pounds. You will not look fat. In fact, you will look toned and
conditioned regardless of the weight target that I set for you. Many of you
will end up weighing more than your guy, but that's not necessary for you to
dominate."

"How will I know when I'm big enough?" asked one of the women.

"When you flex this in front of his eyes and he shits in his pants," Jessica
answered, showing off one of her impressive biceps.

The audience giggled in unison, excited at the prospect of having muscles like
hers.

"How many under 150?"

Half the audience raised their hands.

"Wow, we've got a run on skinny guys with this group," Jessica commented.
"There's no difference between 125 and 150, once you get your weight and
strength up. This is not a long term project for you. You can dominate within
a few short months, I guarantee it."

"Under 180?"

Three more hands were raised.

"I can force a submission from my boyfriend in less than thirty seconds.
>>From flaccid to ejaculation in under a minute. You can do this too. It
crushes them. It deflates their pathetic male egos."

A murmur of appreciation arose from the crowd.

"Anyone have guys over 225?"

The remaining women shook their heads no.

"You're all fine then. Properly trained and conditioned, a woman can exert
physical superiority over a guy weighing 100 pounds more than she does. Let
that sink in for a moment because when you think about it it's going to come
as a shock to you. Build up your muscles, build up your stamina, and your guy
will wilt before your eyes."

She directed their eyes to the monitor. "This is video taken from a little
tussle between one of our trainees and her boyfriend. She's 135 pounds. He's
175. As you can see in the freeze frame, he's in pretty good shape. How many
of you have guys with a body like his? We're picking this up about three to
four minutes since they started. Notice that he's already winded and tired."

She pressed play and the video sprang to life. The smaller girl moved
aggressively towards the male, swatting his defensive postures aside. She
confidently grabbed him in a bear hug, lifting him off the floor. His groans
resonated throughout the room. The helpless male flailed his arms, powerless
to break the grip of his attacker. In less than a minute he was calling out
his submission. The girl triumphantly pressed him up over her head and then
dropped him to the floor. The video ended.

"Holy fuck," murmured one of the audience.

Jessica stared out at the group confidently. "So how many of you got wet
watching that?"

Sheepishly every hand was raised.

"Good, you've come to the right place."

Miranda surveyed her audience. Every face was rapt with attention.

"Now," she said, returning to her lecture, "I said that there were
fundamentally three keys to control. As you master what we will teach you, you
will learn that there is another element that essentially is a byproduct of
the two elements of submission and forced ejaculation. How many of you are
familiar with the technique of tease and denial?"

Three quarters of the women raised their hands.

"For those of you not familiar, it's pretty self-explanatory. Tease him to the
verge of cumming, then deny letting him cum. What you will realize that you
will be able to do after being trained is a variation on that concept.
Wrestling is hard exertion for the man. He will, I almost guarantee you, will
not be sporting an erection as he tangles with you, not matter how exciting
you may imagine it would be for him to be rolling around the floor with you.
Also, a painful submission hold is going to wilt an erection, unless your guy
is an ardent masochist."

A couple of the girls giggled.

"So," she continued. "what you'll be able to do is get your guy in a variety
of positions where you have free hands to play with his cock and he can't stop
you from touching him. You can tease him and get him hard and his not being
able to control his erection is a very different feeling for him than his
getting hard on his own. You can bring him as close to ejaculation as you
want. It will excite him and terrify him at the same time, especially if you
challenge him to hold back when you are stroking his tool. Then you go back to
wrestling him. He gets limp. You get him hard again. You do that as often as
you like and when you finally decide to make him cum, he will have a huge
orgasm that will leave him wanting you more than ever. And wanting you to take
him and make him submit again."

"What happens if I'm stroking him and he cums too soon?" asked one of the
women.

"He'll be mortified. It's like premature ejaculation. You'll just berate him
for not being able to control himself. Don't forget - he doesn't know when
you'll actually make him cum, so he doesn't know whether that was intended at
that moment or not."

"So the appearance is that we are always the one in control," asked another
girl.

"You are. Once you build your size, strength and stamina," answered Miranda.

She paused and surveyed the group. The faces showed understanding and
interest.

"How many of you are still interested in the program?" she queried.

All the women raised their hands, without hesitation.

"That's what I like to see," she smiled. "But I appreciate that this can be a
challenging decision because of the commitment you'll be asked to make. It's
not only financial, to pay for your training, it's also the time commitment
and the physical commitment. Make no mistake about it, if you want to do this
right, you're going to be worked hard, very hard. You have to be built up and
transformed. It's grueling, but the rewards are awesome."

She surveyed the group again. Their expressions hadn't changed. They were
accepting what she was telling them.

"Well then, since I'm seeing a lot of positive reactions, I'm going to offer
you all something to hopefully seal the deal and get you to sign up today."
Several of the faces turned curious.

"Knowing this was going to be a large group today," Miranda continued. "I
wanted to do something special for you, so I've arranged for all of you to
witness a live demonstration."

"Of what?" one of the girls interjected.

"Of one of the girls who's a few months into her training program taking
complete control of a guy in a wrestling match that's going to take place
right here in our training facility."

The girls looked at each other with a mixture of curiosity, surprise, and
anticipation.

"Let me explain to you what's happening. First let me show you a picture of
the girl who will be doing the demonstration today. Her name is Marlana."

A picture popped on the screen of a very attractive blonde in a skimpy floral
print bikini. She had a trim toned physique and looked like an athletic
fashion model.

"This is Marlana's picture taken when she entered the program three months
ago. She stands 5 foot 6. At the time she weighed 115 pounds. She's 26 years
old. She was a 34B with upper arms measuring a respectable 11 and a half
inches flexed. Marlana enrolled in our most intensive program, meaning that
she was arriving here at 8:00 AM and leaving a 6:00 PM six days a week."

"She spends all the time training?" asked one of the women.

"No. We'll get to that in a minute because it ties into what's going on
today."

Miranda surveyed the room to see if there were any more questions and then
continued, "You will be seeing Marlana's transformation over the past three
months when we go into the gym for the demonstration. She's still in the
program, and intends to build herself up further, but I trust you will be
surprised and impressed with her development thus far. She now weighs in at
135 pounds, and the 20 pound increase is just about all muscle.

"We have one of the best breast augmentation doctors in the country working
for us and she now sports a 36D cup. Not that we're trying to sell anyone on
having their boobs done, but our doctor utilizes a black market material that
is not silicon and is 100% organic and an incredibly close match to natural
breast tissue - tissue not fat. The end result is augmentation that results in
a full, very firm breast that looks like it belongs on an 18 year old.

"What you'll see when you see her in person is, compared to this photo, larger
rounder shoulders, a broader back, and even tighter stomach, and significant
size increases in her thighs and upper arms. When you see her I want you to
pay special attention to her arms. A lot of people think that the key is to
get bigger biceps. And while it's true that you'll want to develop that part
of your arm, a bigger bicep in and of itself will just give you the appearance
of being more wiry. The thing to work on in tandem are the triceps muscles.
Wait till you see what larger triceps do to increase the mass and muscle
volume of the upper arm. You build those muscles and when you flex you'll put
your guy to shame."

"Do you have a picture of her arms now?" asked another participant.

"Sorry to say that I don't, but then again, you'll see them and her shortly."

"How big are they now? Did you say she measured 11 and a half before?"

"Yes, I did. Let me check her data. This may not be her current size, but the
last measurement I have recorded is over 14 inches. I understand that she
wants to add another inch or so as she develops in the program."

Miranda checked around the room again for any other questions.

"So let me explain to you about the situation regarding her opponent today,"
Miranda picked up her story. "One of you asked before if Marlana spends the
whole day training and I said no. No body is going to take that much training,
hour after hour, day after day. In her rest periods, Marlana works for one of
our subsidiary businesses. The short of it is that we also run a very
profitable phone sex business. Marlana is one of our hostesses and she
specializes in, not surprisingly, calls for guys who are into female muscle
dominance. She likes it because she says it allows her to get into the heads
of the guys who like strong girls and understand what really turns them on.

"Anyway, she's gotten to know one of her callers fairly well and this guy has
been sending her a few pictures of himself. He is tall and skinny as a rail. I
mean like 6 feet tall and only about 143 pounds. I've seen his emails and he's
just skin and bones, no muscles whatsoever. Marlana sent him a couple of pics
of her at 115 pounds, so he has no idea what she looks like now, although
she's been telling him what her actual measurements are. So you can assume
that he thinks that she's just exaggerating her size on the phone for the
fantasy. He sent her some of his measurements and as I recall his arms measure
12 and a half - barely.

"When we realized that he lived here in the city, we suggested to Marlana that
she could use him for her training. So what she did was convince him that she
liked chatting with him so much that she wanted to try having a session with
him for real. She advised him, though, that, unlike the phone sessions, there
would be no sex involved, just the fun of semi-competitive wrestling."

"So the demonstration today is just wrestling?" asked a girl.

"Well, no," laughed Miranda. "And he doesn't know that he'll have you as an
audience either. So please just play along that you're just there to watch a
wrestling match."

"What if he tries to back out of it?"

"We'll have the door locked," Miranda laughed. "Look, he's not telling anyone
he's going out for a wrestling session during his lunch break. He'll keep
quiet about all this, no matter what happens. He will have come all the way
here. He'll see a gorgeous girl standing in front of him. He won't back out."

A phone next to the podium rang, Miranda answered and spoke quietly for a few
moments, then hung up. "All right," she announced, "If everyone is ready to
witness Marlana dismantling a guy, then I suggest you follow me to the gym.
Barry, our phone sex aficionado, has arrived and is in one of the changing
rooms getting into his wrestling attire. Marlana is already changed and
waiting for him and us on the mats."

Barry Thomas, 32 year old assistant branch bank manager, finished pulling his
gym shorts on over his jock strap. He was nervous, very nervous. He looked at
himself in the full length mirror and debated whether or not to put a t shirt
on. On the one hand, it would only get soiled and sweaty and make him hotter.
On the other hand, it would hide his anemic torso. Then he remembered that
he'd already emailed pictures of himself to Marlana, so he wouldn't be hiding
a thing. Placing his street clothes in the locker, he closed the door, took a
deep breath, and walked out of the locker room and down to Room A, as he'd
been instructed.

He was really excited to be meeting Marlana. She had been so wonderful on the
phone! His calls with her were always exciting. He couldn't believe how
quickly she seemed to understand what turned him on and how creative and
exciting her phone fantasy scenarios were. That, in part, was the reason he'd
sent her those pictures, so she could see that he indeed, was a tall skinny
guy without a whole lot of muscle. She described herself having impressive
muscles and a powerful command of wrestling holds. Her seductive voice aroused
him, but the way she described how she could control him sexually always
brought him to incredible orgasms.

His excitement was tempered by the realization that his calls had all been
fantasy. As fun as a real session might be, he knew from her pictures that she
really wasn't as big as she pretended to be on the phone. So he figured he
might have to fake it a bit and let her "win". And she'd made it clear that
there would be no hanky panky involved. Of course, he reasoned. There was a
difference in taking money for fantasy and taking money for the real thing.

He took another deep breath, grasped the handle to the door of Room A and
entered. She was standing on the far side of the room. From her blonde hair,
he immediately recognized Marlana. His heart skipped a beat. She was really
there!

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