Brown Vision



Dear Readers: This story is a work of fiction and any
names, locals, physical descriptions of characters, etc. are purely 
coincidental. Enjoy

       I loved to spy on people with  my Vortex 10x32 Talon Vortex
binoculars. I could see a hair on a deer from far away. However I was not
looking at a deer just now. Watching from my terrace I spotted some nerd,
in a building, a quarter of a mile away, licking the ass of a woman with
huge muscles and bowling ball glutes. She stood easily around 6 feet
tall. Her muscles were astounding. Her huge arms looked to  be in the 20"
range. Her back had the biggest lat spread I had ever seen.
 
Focusing in on her huge hamstrings, I could see their mammoth degree of
development. This poor schmoe  was on his knees cleaning the crack of her
large ass with broad strokes, as his tongue slathered away. I only wish
this powerful optical device had an audio component so I could hear his
moans and his Mistress's commands. Every once in a while she would stop
and slap him forcefully in the face. I could see a flume of blood erupt
as teeth were extracted from his broken mouth and jaw. The last indignity
that he suffered, was when she trapped his face in her huge cavern. 
She began to flex those cheeks of death with her powerful glute muscles.
I imagined the powerful  scent of her ass, as his buried nose was broken
and digested inside her chute. Then slowly, she stepped away and his
ruined, destroyed facial bones could no longer hold his face in place.
His entire countenance oozed red as he keeled over on the floor, no
longer moving. Just then I experienced the most powerful orgasm of my
life. My jism sprayed the wall directly in front of me, as I relished the
fantasy of myself being destroyed in such an intimate manner. 
 
One day, two weeks later, I was strolling down the congested street of
"HER" block, when  I was amazed to see a doorman in livery, open up a
gold plated door. Just then I was literally knocked over, as a huge woman
banged into  me. I went flying through the air and ended up spread eagle
on the hood of a lotus martin sports car. I was out cold. I never heard
this Amazon yell at me. "Why don't you watch where you are going puny
man. Look how you are bleeding all over my expensive sports car. I will
show you how I handle a lowly loser on the food chain."
 
I never knew what had occured, until I came to in a very posh, private
sports facility for the ultra rich. The blood which had leaked out from
my nose, was congealing. I was moaning in pain. Suddenly I was lifted up
by  my hair six feet off the ground. It was then that I came face to face
with the woman I had seen demolish that man a fortnight before.  She so
resembled that famous muscle woman with the initials AY. However this
amazon was taller, more muscular and even more imposing.
 
Seeing me begin to stir( in more ways than one Dear Readers), my Orgasmic
Vision, wasted no time on me. "So you decided to join the land of the
living, you small, insignificant man." I am going to beat you to a pulp
and then finish you off in my BROWN CAVERN OF DEATH. No one defaces my
automobile with their impure blood. Here, in my secluded facility, I can
exanguinate you without prying eyes watching."
 
Then she began to  slap me in the face with her huge hands, back and
forth, forth and back. Stopping, she put me down on the floor. I was
rocking back and forth obviously almost out. It was then that I began to
spit out my teeth. In a matter of moments all 32 had dropped from my
ruined mouth onto  the floor. I keeled over and landed face first on the
canvas covered floor. Blood began to ooze out now in a giant, red river.
I could taste the coppery essence of my own blood. It was then that I
ejaculated again.
 
Angering My Mistress now, she began another tirade. " How dare you
release your filthy spunk onto  my floor. You will be punished severely
for that." Taking my head in her huge right bicep, she began to  squeeze
slowly. My face was
being compacted and my eyeballs were being popped from their sockets. One
final flex and they hung from bloody optical nerve fibers. They looked
like miniature gory ping pong balls bobbing up and down. Taking two
fingers, she flicked them hard and my eye balls flew across the room. I
was in  intense pain and I realized that my "peeping Tom" days were
forever over.
 
Next My Destroyer turned me around and shoved my face into her huge ass.
She held it in place with one huge hand. I could smell an intense feral
scent made up  of sweat, excreta, and power. I began to sniff vigorously.
I was living out my fantasy at last. I began to lick the crack of her
ass. I noted that she did not have very good hygiene as I detected caked
on refuse. I licked it up and took a huge sniff again. Was it my
imagination, or was the scent of her bung hole really changing, becoming
less intense?
 
I never had a chance to  realize what Mistress had planned for me as she
began to flex her huge glutes, trapping my nose. Moving her hips to the
left and right, I felt intense pain, as I heard my nose shatter
completely. Mistress stepped away for a moment and reached around and
gave one insignificant tug on my ruined probiscus. It came off in one
whole piece in her now bloody hand. I began bleeding with such intensity,
it looked like my new facial orifice, where my nose had been, was like a
faucet spewing gore and nose shards.
 
Turning back now, presenting me with her KILLER ASS, Mistress finished me
off  by opening up her huge anal chute and compressing my face like a
trash compactor. Soon my entire visage was a red paste of many colors as
I came one last time. Stepping away, I was deceased.... being propped up
on dead knees. Raising her huge right fist, she punched me in the red,
boneless maw that once was my  face. The punch impacted with such force,
that she literally punched what was left of my face in. It was propelled
through the back of my head as I slowly melted to  the ground.
 
Raising her huge 30" quad she slowly stepped down on my head and exerted
tremendous pressure. My poor head exploded as brains and blood were
turned into a red mush. I never heard her say, "I never liked Peeping
Toms anyway. The light from your terrace was reflected in your
binoculars, so I knew your exact location two weeks ago.  Then turning
one last time, she covered me in her rich feral excreta. Quite the BROWN
VISION after all.