PASTOR SANDRINE TAKES REVENGE
by Hamlet



'Yes, I will have a double orange juice' Pastor Sandrine told the footballer
Billy Fernandez voice that did not tolerate any disobedience at all.

She followed a rigid diet as she was a real health fanatic. She lived on fruit
juice, fresh fruit and vegetables and plenty of salad only.

. She would take no drugs of any kind and that included any alcohol, tea or
coffee. She was totally hostile to alcohol which was why she felt so
uncomfortable in that bar with that sleazy football star.

God this Black Woman was so assertive! What the hell was he doing with this
huge Ebony Glamazon when he could be with some sweet blonde bimbo whom he
could

take home and do with what he wanted.

He was overwhelmed by her sheer size. She was actually not only the biggest
Woman but the largest person he had ever come across in his life

She was at least 6 inches taller and wider than him her huge mammaries thrust
into his face and they looked as if they could completely suffocate him. He
had never seen such a massive cleavage before. Her muscles looked as if they
would burst right out of her tight red leather cat suit. He was totally
overpowered by the strong aroma of leather and perfume that exuded from her
huge body.

He decided that he really wanted to get away now that he had made a serious
stake in asking her if she wanted a drink. He was used to chatting up blonde
bimbos much smaller than him and after beating up their boyfriend in front of
them would take them back to his flat for some rough sex. Yet in the case of
this amazing Black Glamazon he would definitely be at the receiving end of any
violence at all!

He wanted to leave then and there. The only trouble was that she now actually
had him pinned tightly to the chair with her legs the other sides of his. She
was wearing knee length boots with razor sharp heels. What was worse was that
the heels were digging into his skin She realized that like all thugs he was
really just a wimp and coward totally incapable of resisting the slightest
pain. God she could not wait to get him back to her offices and beat the shit
out of him!

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! He groaned

.'What are you doing?'

'What's the matter Billy boy? You can't take a little bit of pain? I thought
you were a tough guy. You beat up guys in here and walk away with their
girlfriends. Thought you liked it rough!'

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! he winced 'I don't like it too rough! he groaned as the pain

was getting even worse.

'I thought you might like some rough stuff with me and we could have some fun
in my place. I'll tell this guy to go and then we can have some fun back at my
place doing some really rough sex games which I know you will enjoy!'

She turned to Dave who worked in the bar.

'Do you mind leaving us dear. I want to take this hunk back home with me!'

He dutifully obeyed her,

With that she grabbed Bill's hand in her strong leather gloved hand and led
him out of the pub She was wearing fingerless red leather gloves that showed
off her massive long fingers and razor like nails that seemed nearly six
inches long and were like small knives. He had no choice but to follow her as
she led him like a little child out of the pub.

' We can go to your place and continue our discussion there. By the way you
can address me as Sandrine ".

He had already forgotten the blonde he had been so infatuated with only
moments before.

Sandrine said "I don't want to leave my car here. Why don't we drive home to
my place?'

They arrived in the parking lot outside the offices of the Jubilee Pentecostal
Church. He had no idea he had arrived at a church. She had lied to him that
this was just a mail order business. She continued to hold his hand as she led
him into the interview room of her office. Inside there was a desk and a small
couch.

' Help yourself to a glass of water while I get changed' she said to him
smiling.

He realised this might be some kind of religious office as he saw rows of
bibles in a bookcase next to him, He was now beginning to panic as he had
decided he really did not want any rough sex with this big tough Black Woman.
He decided he wanted to escape. He tried the door and saw that it was locked
and there was no escape. Sweat was pouring down his face.

'Please let me out! 'he shouted now in a state of real fear.

Suddenly she opened the door. She had changed clothes. Now she was wearing a

skin tight leather leotard and knee length boots. She had a large bag hanging
over her shoulder.

"A Woman has to be prepared." she said and put the bag down. Through the
leotard her enormous breasts were highly visible.

' What did you have in mind?" he asked her his voice shaking

"Why don't you try to take me and I'll resist" she said. "We'll see what
happens from there.".

"You mean you want me to force you to submit to me" he said nervously knowing
with her sheer size it was impossible.

"How should we start?"

Sandrine looked at him and said "Like this!" and slapped his face hard with
her right hand. Before he could react, she slapped the other side of his face
with her left hand. It was like being hit by two cricket bats one after
another.

CRAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCKK CRAACKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Now he had handprints outlined in red on both sides of his face. She leaned in
close and whispered sexily in his ear.

"Just for your information, I'm not wearing anything under these clothes. Why
don't you strip down so I can see that body you are so proud of? ".

He was wearing only a pair of bikini briefs. He really did like such a wimp
compared to her. He was already sporting an erection.

"Not too bad, I suppose "she told him. "Now where were we? Oh yes, I
remember."

While she was finishing her comment, she had moved closer to him. She slapped

him again, hard with her right hand.

SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

"That is about enough of that shit" he snapped as tears came down his sore
face. He dived for her thinking he would knock her to the floor. When he hit
the floor, she walked back up a couple of steps, but he felt like he had run
into a brick wall. He lunged again and this time she allowed him to tackle her
to the floor.

"Now, I've got you." he exulted.

However his evaluation was premature. As they rolled around on the floor,

Sandrine came out on top, sitting on his chest.

"I thought you were the tough guy" she giggled as she got off, he and rose to
her feet

." It looks like if these pants are coming off, I have to do it myself. You
can't get it done.".

While he was rising from the carpet, she could hear his sharp intake of breath
as he saw her full size. Her legs were not slender like he had imagined. They
were instead, the most muscular legs he had ever seen, man or woman. Huge
slabs of muscle extended from her thighs. As she faced him the vast shape of
her quads extended far out over her knees. Her calves were large diamonds of
muscle with clear splits and veins. He could see every separation and
striation in her thighs. Between her legs was a wild tangle of thick wiry
black hair that he could see was already glistening wet with anticipation of
what was to come.

"A little surprise for you, Billy boy. I know you've never seen legs like
these before. How would you like to be between them. Wouldn't that be fun?"

He leaped at her again. This time as they wrestled on the carpet, but it was
hopeless She wound up behind him. Her heavily muscled legs snaked out and
locked around his middle in a crushing scissors hold. Bill thought he was
being cut in two. She sent jolts of power through those amazing thighs. He
couldn't breathe.at all

Suddenly he felt the pressure lift. As he struggled to get his breath, those
powerful appendages now wrapped around his head. He could feel the wetness
between her legs pressing against the back of his neck.

Sandrine poured on the power. Her flexing thighs grew to a huge size as she
bore down. He thought his head would split open from the pressure. The pain
was unbelievable. Just when he thought he couldn't possibly take it anymore,
the pressure lifted again. He felt her hands turn his body so that he faced
her. Now those magnificent legs locked around his head once more time.in a
deadly grip This time however, his face was thrust directly into her dripping
snatch.

"You know what you have to do" Sandrine said to him. "Use your tongue,

YOU BETTER DO IT GOOD OR I MIGHT BREAK YOUR F---------G NECK!"

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