The Weaker Sex? Part 3
By DTM



"And where do you think YOURE going?" she teasingly asked her evenings prey.

"Please...please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.....I'll never do it again....I
swear....just please....I'm begging you, PLEASE!!!!"

"Awwww, what's the matter, you don't like me playing with your body, do you?
Awww, that doesn't make me very happy, and you know what I like to do when I'm
not happy. Hee hee hee. Now come here, come here and let Mommy make it all
better. Let me take care of your little baby boy body like a big muscular
amazon woman can" she spoke with a smile.

With that, she effortlessly lifted his badly beaten form off the ground, and
draped him upside down across her thick rippling back. With an angry growl,
she began bending him backwards over her shoulders, causing him to scream and
yell as if she were ripping him in half.....and if she wanted to, she easily
could have. With no signs of mercy, despite all his begging for it, she
continued to stretch and bend his overmatched form, occasionally bouncing on
her toes, causing her hard diamond calves to bulge in her high heels, as she
did.

"Come on sweetie, fight me, its not fun if you don't struggle some." She
teased further, as she now began flexing her voluptuous tits, filling them
full with thick beefy meaty muscle. The man's screams were heard echoing
throughout his full spacious apartment, but she didn't ease up for an instant.
"Yeah, that's it, fight me baby. You can't get away, no man can get away from
these muscles. Yesssss, oh yes, I love hearing your screams and cries baby, as
I rip you in two with these mighty muscles of mine. More baby, MORE!!!" she
groaned with orgasmic delight as she continued to bend him back harder and
harder.

She could hear his back break, his tendons and muscles snap, could feel his
body grow limp with each second of her unstoppable onslaught. She had no pity
for this man, for any man like this, for any man who TRIED to do what he did,
and she LOVED using her Amazonian body to show them a very valuable lesson.

After close to 10 minutes of her mangling his body in this, and several other
holds, she quickly released her embrace and let his unconscious and battered
form slump to the ground with a THUD. With a girlish giggle, she retrieved her
sexy attire from his couch, and made her way to the door. From her pocketbook,
she pulled out some of her ruby red lipstick and wrote on a nearby mirror,
complete with a sensual pair of kissing lips, "Next Time, Remember......No
Means No"

*********

"You want me to do what?"

"You heard me, I want you to punch me as hard as you can in my stomach!"

"What? Why? Cheryl, look, I know you have hard abs there, but I'm a big guy,
and I don't want to get in trouble by hurting you, so lets just cut this out
and go back to making out on the couch"

"Jason, you know I don't like it when you don't listen to me. Now do as I say,
or you're seriously going to regret it" she spoke, getting angrier by the
second.

"Really now??? Look, you may be strong for a girl, but I'm a guy, and there's
no way that any girl is going to intimidate or threaten me with bodily harm,
least of all my new girlfriend. Now lets just....."

With that, Cheryl grabbed Jason's shoulders with her super strong grip, and
squeezed with all her might, causing such pain in Jason that he couldn't help
but drop to his knees, screaming all the way.

"How strong do you think you are Jason? You think you could ever hurt me? Hurt
my rock hard belly? HAHAHAHA, I think its about time I taught you a lesson, my
new boyfriend, one for your sake you won't soon forget." She scolded him,
squeezing and crushing his shoulders and neck, forcing him to scream and beg
her to stop. "You want me to stop, do you baby? Well, you're down there for a
reason, I think its about time I showed you how HARD and STRONG my stomach
really is. After today, you won't ever worry about hurting these abs again!!!"

With that, she moved both of her arms around to the back of his head, and
brought his face into her rippling 6 pack abdominals. Even through her very
thin, lacy blouse, he could feel every bump, every groove, every inch of her
supreme hardness. Cheryl ground his face against her abs, harder and harder,
causing blood to spill out from his lips and nose. His feeble attempts to free
himself were to no avail, for her strength was well beyond his own. She
started laughing and taunting him further, teasing him about the hardness of
her muscle filled stomach.

After about 5 minutes, she finally stopped. Jason's form dropping limply to
the ground, his face a mangled mess of blood and bruises.

"Now, next time I want you to punch these abs, you'd better do it baby. And if
I don't think you're doing it as hard as you possibly can, this will seem like
a dream compared to what I'll do to you then!!!" she continued scolding him.

Jason couldn't answer, his only strength was used solely to cry and whimper at
her feet on the living room floor.

"Oh,....." concluded Cheryl as she was making her way out of his apartment,
".....looks like I'll need a new blouse, this ones all covered in your blood.
Something short and revealing, maybe in pink. See what you can do about that,
huh baby?" she teasingly blew him a kiss as she closed the door behind her.

**********

"Well, hello there, boys. What say you guys finish up and let us girls have a
shot at the table" sexily spoke Felicia, who along with her 4 other high
school girlfriends, were looking forward to a nice evening of pool playing and
boy watching.

"Huh? Look, we just got here ok, and when we set out to shoot some pool, were
here all night long. Now why don't you little girls go off and find some kids
your own age to bother" replied Richard, who along with a group of his
fraternity house buddies, was out for a night of beer and billiards. He then
High Fived his nearest frat brother, amidst all of the boys laughter, and
proceeded to finish up his earlier shot.

"Now is that any way to speak to a bunch of young ladies?" Felicia returned,
grabbing the cue ball from the table before Richard could make his shot. "And
here I thought we were in the presence of gentlemen, eh girls?" This response
now caused the group of young teenage girls to giggle and laugh. "Now if you
boys were more polite, then wed all have had a lot of fun tonight."

"Look girlie!!" Richard interrupted.

"Shhhhhh, you don't want to make her angry, trust me" added one of the other
young girls, as they all proceeded to move around the pool table. Each one
making their way towards one of the other boys, confident and powerful looks
in each one of their beautiful faces.

"Thanks Sheila" Felicia replied. "As I was saying...." She continued, looked
back again into Richard's eyes. ".....If you boys would have been polite to us
beautiful young girls....." she continued, lowering her voice to a whisper as
she did ".....then Id be stroking your cock all night long with these magic
hands" she cooed as she erotically caressed a pair of pool balls, one in each
hand. "......instead of doing THIS to them!" she growled, as she crushed the
pool balls to dust and shards with a sexy animalistic grunt.

"And you should see what I can do with these tits, baby" another of Felicia's
friends cooed, as she began tracing her very pronounced cleavage with another
pool ball. The college boy she was nearby looked at her with wild lust, which
easily showed in his pants. "I could wrap them around your head......around
your cock...." She spoke, softly grabbing his member through his jeans,
"......but now......" she whispered, as she stuck the ball firm between her
breasts, and with erotic grunt of effort, flexed her chest full and thick.
Crackling sounds could be heard coming from her breasts as the pool ball was
being mashed to bits. "Come lick me clean, baby?" she cooed.

"What the fuck?" one of Richards frat brother gasped, as he slowly started to
pull away from the group.

"Na ah, sweetie. Don't leave yet, the party's just started" teased yet another
of Felicias supergirl friends, as she grabbed the retreating brother, holding
him fast. She then sexily grabbed another pool ball from the table, tickled
and teased it all over her body, and began to reach underneath her short,
revealing skirt. Her hand soon reemerged, no ball in sight, though it wasn't
long before more sounds of crackling and breaking was heard coming from
beneath her sexy attire. She then leaned forward, and like her girlfriends
before her, whispered sexily into this boys ears "Just picture what this pussy
could do to your cock, baby"

One after the other, each girl used the remaining pool balls to demonstrate,
in an incredibly intimidating yet amazingly arousing way, their vast strength
and power.

After the last girl finished, Felicia spoke to her girlfriends, giggling as
she did "Looks like this table's busted, ladies. What do you say we find some
other balls to break for our evenings fun?" she teased as she swiftly grabbed
Richards cock, lifting him inches off the ground, a wide vicious grin across
her beautiful young face.

**********

There I was, minding my own business, reading a book while finishing off my
lunch at one of my favorite outdoor cafes. As I was just about to close my
book and make my way back to work, I noticed something down the street out of
the corner of my eye.

Three young girls, looking no more than 17 years of age, were walking down
this main road, giggling and laughing, oblivious to the stares and leers they
were getting.....or were they. The 3 of them dressed what appeared to be track
and field outfits, the letters of a local High School prominent in the upper
left hand corner of their jackets.

Even though I was more than twice their age, I couldn't help but find myself
caught up in the leering and staring myself. Their hair, each a different
color than the next, a blonde, a brunette and a red head, each with their long
manes pulled back in a casual looking, though very sexy, ponytail. Each of
them had such perfectly beautiful young faces, and while each wore a totally
concealing track outfit, their curves and shape were clearly visible
underneath.

Though stare as I did, I kept any and all thoughts to myself. They were
children, and I was old enough to be their fathers. So as I gathered my
belongings and prepared to make my way back to work, I heard a males voice cry
out, "Hey babes, wanna take a ride in my Love Van?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. As I turned around, I saw a man close
to my own age, driving some sleezy looking black van, his head sticking out of
the window, a lecherous grin on his roughly shaven face. This guy had to be
kidding, theres no way those girls are going to give him the time of day, let
alone make their way inside his van.

It's just then, that the seemingly impossible, happened.

The three young girls made their way over to his window, and after several
minutes of them all talking and laughing with one another, got him to drive
his van around to the cafes parking lot, just 10 feet from where I was
standing, the trio of girls following him anxiously.

A few seconds after he stopped, the vans side door quickly flung open, and
there stood this perverted older man, a HUGE grin on his face, as he crudely
spat out, "So, whos first?'

The red head girlishly raised her hand, as if teasingly asking permission, and
was then led into the back of this van. Each of the two remaining girls
huddled around each other, giggling and laughing as they did so.

"Look, I don't think you girls should be playing around here. People like that
jerk can be dangerous, maybe youd better just get your friend out and head on
home" I spoke out.

"Oh, don't worry about us, we can take care of ourselves" the blonde returned,
an air of such confidence across her face.

It wasn't long after that that the van began rocking, and rocking, and
ROCKING. Rocking as if it were alive itself. Soon afterwards, the sounds of
both the young girl and the lecherous man screaming could be heard from
inside. This was enough, I was certainly not going to just stand around and
watch this girl get raped right in front of my own eyes.

I proceeded to make my way towards the wildly bucking automobile, when both
the remaining girls surrounded me, completely encompassing me in their arms,
holding me utterly still with an ease that defied description.

"Thanks for caring, sweetie, but we can handle ourselves just fine here"
whispered out the brunette from behind me.

Their hold was UNREAL, and try as I might, I couldn't budge either of them.

As I stood there, totally at their mercy, I watched this van fling itself back
and forth from inside. There were several times I thought it would tip over on
its side, it was shaking so much. Screams from them both were heard loudly and
fiercely, followed by what I thought were several loud cracking sounds and
then crying........but, those were a mans cries.

The red head then emerged from the vans side door, no longer dressed in her
full body concealing track and field outfit, but instead in an incredibly
tight tank top and spandex bike shorts. Her body looked unlike anything I had
ever seen before. Such musculature, such shape, such hardness. My God, these
girls were AWESOME.

"What have we here?" the red head spoke out to her two friends, still holding
me hostage in their embrace.

"Sir Lancelot got up to save you from getting raped by El Jerko in there"
replied the blonde haired beauty.

"Awwww, isnt that the sweetest. Thank you" she returned, as she gave me a soft
gentle kiss on my cheek. "Now, whos next?"

"I AM" spoke out the brunette, as she gently released me from my "prison",
sexily made her way over to the vans side door, and gave us all alittle wink.
Within seconds of the doors closing, the vans shaking and the mans screaming
began yet again, as it did for a third time when the last Amazon girl entered
this beaten mans demolished "Love Van".

As each girl entered, the previous one took her place around me. Holding me
still and secure, assuring me that I was completely safe in their arms and not
to worry.

When all was said and done, the three beautiful powerhouses gathered together,
releasing me freely, unhurt as promised, as the young red head spoke softly in
my ears. "Heres my number" she began writing what appeared to be her phone
number on my hand, "You seem like a really nice guy, and Id like to set you up
with my Mom"

"Uh....is she......is she anything like you three?" I nervously asked.

"Are you kidding........who do you think taught us all we know? But don't
worry, we arent all rough with our men" she teased back with a smile. She then
turned back around to rejoin her friends as they continued on down the road as
before. A Trio of Beautiful Teenage Amazons.......

..........I couldn't get to a phone fast enough.

**********

"Lucy, look, I don't want you to walk home tonight by yourself. Its late, why
don't you just spend the night?"

"Mmmmmm, I wish I could. But Ive got a Math Final tomorrow, and I need to get
up extra early to prepare"

"Then hold on, let me get my coat and Ill walk you back"

"Get real! Jack, you have a broken leg that's no where near being healed, what
do you think you're going to do if someone comes out to attack me?"

"ILL KILL THEM is what Id do......baby, its dark, your dorm is 15 minutes walk
from here........and Id die if anything ever happened to you"

"Awww, my poor angel. You should know full well what I'm capable off, you know
I can take care of myself. Besides, its not like I have anything of value
anyway, I'm not even carrying my purse tonight"

"Luce, a beautiful young woman, walking home alone in the dark, that's all the
prize some of these drunken assholes want"

"So you're afraid I might get raped?"

"Well DUH! Rapists prey on college campuses, you know"

"Oooooh, sweetie. If that's all you're worried about, then just relax, my
knight in shinning armor. That's something a man could never do to me."

"Oh really? And what makes you think that?"

"Well, a man will need to get in between these legs of mine to rape me,
right?"

"Yeah, so?"

With that, Lucy went through Richards dorm, to the kitchen, and returned with
a huge ripe watermelon in her very capable grasp. She then sexily removed her
tight form hugging jeans and placed the watermelon between her full luscious
legs. Then, with very minimal effort across her beautiful face, she slammed
her thighs together, causing the watermelon to burst to pieces in a matter of
seconds.

"Well.......OK.......but what if he's not alone, and they manage to overpower
you, spreading your legs apart so you couldn't crush them, then what?"

With a smile, Lucy again vanished into the kitchen, this time to return with a
long hard cucumber. As sexily as an erotic dancer, she placed the thick
cucumber into her awaiting pussy. She slowly began to arouse herself with this
very unusual sex toy, as sounds of crunching and snapping came from between
her amazingly sexy legs. Her muscular pussy crushing the hard, though
overmatched, vegetable to pulp.

"No one, and I mean NO ONE, gets to have their way with me unless I want them
too baby"

"Well, uh........what if they.....ummm......what if they got you from behind?"

Another smile crossed Lucy's face, as she knew just what her loving boyfriend
was getting at. She seductively made her way over to where Jack sat, his
broken leg still and outstretched on another chair. Lucy slowly removed her
tight sweater, allowing her thick full chest into view, and began softly and
carefully straddling her young lover's lap, sensuously rubbing her butt all
over his growing and excited member.

"Let me show you what I'd do then, baby"

"God, I love you..........OH GOD, do I love you!!!"