The Riding Instructor, Jackie & the Japanese Schoolgirl 
By Jimp
Two teen girls and their riding instructor thwart a kidnapping attempt


(c) JIM P 2013

As I passed the old village church, I cautiously took the left bend followed
immediately by a right on the narrow road cursing our ancestors for forgetting
how to build straight roads once the Romans had left, and whoever had thought
it a good idea to have high hedges on English country lanes so that you can't
see if you are on a head-on collision with someone coming the other way.
Usually it was those stuck-up maniacs in their smirk-mobiles doing a ton
without a care in the world until BOOM tough luck moron. Approaching the dip
in the road, I slowed the car down to enter the ford and let the stupid ducks
get out of the way. Coming out of the rise on the other side, I pointed out
the farm buildings and its entrance at the top of the high bank on the right
hand side just as the road bent around to the left. Scott just looked like a
gormless moron as usual. "The path is there just behind that smaller barn in
front of us. It's shielded from the larger black barn which the parents park
in front of" I told him. I kept going slow as we passed the entrance so that
he could get a good look and drill the layout into the thick skull of his
oversized block head.

"Phoarrrrr!" the spotty freckled faced oaf moaned and I glanced his way and
saw that he was staring at a couple of teenage girls who were waiting to cross
the road opposite the entrance. It was going to be a hot sunny spring day so I
wasn't that surprised that they had dressed accordingly. One of them was short
and quite thick set with long blonde hair in a pony tail tucked under a riding
hat. She wore a long sleeveless checked shirt over tiny denim shorts. Her legs
looked strong, athletic and very shapely and bare down to the knees below
which she wore a pair of black knee-length riding boots. I must admit that the
effect was quite sexy although I could only afford a brief glimpse as I tried
to keep my eyes on the road. The other girl by her side was a slightly taller
looking slim Japanese girl with a cute face and straight black hair similarly
tucked beneath a riding hat. She was similarly dressed to the blonde with
lovely tanned long slim legs. "Phoarr! Ted did you see that?" Scott babbled
excitedly. "That cute Jap girl blew me a kiss. Phoarr! Let me out, I want to
give them both a bloody good seeing to" he groaned lustfully. God the slimy
creep is a right perv, I doubt he'd even know what to do if he actually had a
woman.

"No I didn't see, you moron. I was trying to keep the car on the road" I
snapped back. From what I had glimpsed both girls looked around 16 whereas
Scott was in his 50's and was anything but good looking so why any girl would
blow him a kiss and mean it? "Phoarr!" he groaned again, turning around in his
seat to look back. "Stop that. There's no time for that" I told him as we
entered the village proper. The road was now wide and dead straight. I drove
on looking out for the sign for the pub. "We've got to kidnap Professor
Dupont's daughter so that the boss can force him to hand over the rest of
those encoded diaries" I reminded him. Actually there was more to it than
that. Sir Anthony wanted to force the prof to decode the rest of the diaries
but for his eyes only instead of plastering them all over some historical
publication. He was certain that it led to a massive treasure hoard and was
determined that it would be all his.

"That Jap girl is very pretty, really cute. Great legs too. That little blonde
too, Phroarr! Turn around and go back now" Scott groaned rubbing his crotch
with his grubby hands. "Stop perving over those girls and concentrate on the
job in hand" I reprimanded him. I was sick of his oversized spotty freckled
face with its small piggy nose, great big chubby cheeks, small girlish mouth
and specs only held together with sticking plaster. He had the sort of face
that you just wanted to drive your fist into and believe you me, I had to
strongly resist the urge to do that on a regular basis. By the state of his
glasses, which were often like this, other people had less self-control.

I pulled up just before the pub next to a footpath which went down the side of
the establishment. "This is where you get off" I told him. "Why are you
dropping me off here miles away from the bloody farm?" he whined. It was
probably only a quarter of a mile if that. "We've been over the plan loads of
times if you'd only paid attention" I was really pissed off with this weird
perverted little sod who was so thick that the only things he thought about
were his perverted thoughts about women and some weird desire for revenge upon
his old school classmate, Jim Priest. Even that was connected to the former.
"He stopped me getting my end away with Kim Shrubb, the bastard" he explained
angrily when asked [JIMP#3]. I sighed and tried again to explain it to him,
resisting the urge to use my fists to bang the message home. "This footpath
goes straight out into the fields at the back of the village and meets a
bridleway. That bridleway is the one that the girls use when they leave the
riding school to go out trekking on the ponies because there are no roads just
tracks over farm land. That means there will be no-one around to interfere
when you take the girl" I told him but I know he's not paying attention and is
still thinking about those two girls. "Phoarrr girls are so hot in boots and
shorts" he groans. "For f's sake stop being a bloody pervert and focus on the
job" I shout at him beginning to lose my rag and balling up my fists in
frustration. I've lost count of the number of times that this moron had been
beaten up by women that I knew of, usually targeting his balls because of his
sick perversions.

"Do you really want to go back empty handed and explain to that loony nun that
you lost the girl because you were perving over a couple of teenage girls
showing their legs off?" I asked [JIMP#48]. "She's quite hot looking for a
nun" he mumbled but I saw his slow thought processes consider what I said and
it did not like the answer. "Just grab the girl quickly and get away.
Chloroform her if you have to and wear the mask so that you aren't recognised
but for Pete's sake take it off before you return to the car, and bundle her
in the sack so no-one sees her. She's only 6 so won't be too heavy for you.
Keep out of sight and I'll meet you behind that big barn I showed you" I told
him. "Why can't you help me with her?" he whined "What will you be doing while
I'm doing all the hard work?". "I'll be keeping the riding instructor from
riding with the little kids like she usually does" I told him, cursing his
stupidity. We'd gone over this already. "Having it off with your girlfriend in
the haystack while I'm doing all the hard work" Scott sneered. He really was
an irritating little prick. "Jenny is not my girlfriend as you well know. I
had to chat her up and befriend her so that I can keep her out of the way when
the time came to do the job. Anyway it would have looked suspicious otherwise,
you know a man on his own watching a load of young girls in tight jodhpurs
learning to ride?" I pointed out. "Phroarr! Nothing wrong with that, you
should have took me along with you" he groaned. "What and have us get arrested
on the first visit as paedophiles? I needed to gain her trust so I can make
sure she stays put and not go out riding with the prof's daughter" I added. "I
could have done that, Hawkins. I could have fucked the bird while you went and
got the brat" he whined.

I sighed. Why did Sir Anthony make me put up with this creep? "No woman in her
right mind would want to get anywhere near you. Now get out and get in
position where you can ambush her" I snarled angrily, rapidly losing patience
with him. I was not known for my patience but Scott would have tested the
patience of a saint. Watching as he slunk off moodily to make sure that he
didn't disappear into the pub, I then turned the car around and headed back to
the farm and Jenny. Parking the car in front of the big hay barn alongside the
huge tall BMW and Merc smirk-mobiles that drawfed other normal cars, I
resisted the urge to slash their tyres. I've seen their types watching their
spoilt brats learn to ride. "I'm an investment banker. I got this out of the
small change from my bonus I got at the tax payers' expense", "We need a tall
car because we are so much above the common class", "I couldn't possibly let
little Tarquin walk 100 yards down the road with all these oiyks around",
"There should be a separate executive parking area and riding arena so we
don't have to mingle with the hoi-polloi". It made me seethe even though my
employer worked for the one bank which ruled them all and the one which bound
them. He'd done very well out of the so-called recession always boasting how
the Quantative Easing had gone straight into his bank account and those of
others like him. Not that he'd given me a pay rise let alone a blooming fat
bonus.

Treading my way over the hard sun-baked soil to the other side of the barn, I
made the short walk pass the farmhouse and over to the stables. As was usual
for a weekend, there were quite a few of the more senior girls helping out
with chores and was really glad that I hadn't brought along moron, he'd have
been practically drooling at the amount of skin-tight jodphurs clinging to
long shapely legs and bare flesh on display. The stables were along the left
side as you entered a large rectangular open area. Smaller covered wooden
stalls to which the horses and ponies waited their turn for riding were
tethered was behind you as you entered. There were some sheds and an old small
white touring caravan, which had seen better days, on the right which Jenny
used as an office. At the top end was a large fenced off square section where
she gave the kiddies their riding lessons and that was where I found her.
Jenny was around 5'4 tall and had a strong hefty build. I wouldn't say that
she was particularly pretty but she was pleasant looking, nothing more. Short
blonde hair bleached by hours in the sun was worn clean off her forehead tied
back in a severe bun behind her head. Her eyebrows were quite thick beneath
which her slender shaped brown eyes looked out in a warm friendly manner. Her
nose was rather over-long and prominent and her thin-lipped mouth was wide and
usually smiling which was probably why the kids liked her. The shape of her
face was long and rectangular with a low curving jaw and high cheekbones ruddy
red from being out in the sun as was the tip of her nose and rather large
sticky-out ears. Jenny is the daughter of the farmer who owns Manor Farm
although she is in sole charge of the stables and riding school which she runs
on her own except at weekends and during school holidays when the older girls
help out. Her voice is soft and gentle although she can project it forcefully
when giving instructions to the kids when they are riding around the far end
of the training area.

I remembered the first time I came to check the place out. She stopped me and
questioned me. I told her that I was checking it out for my brother's little
girl as a birthday treat. I'm not sure that she believed me. From the moment
that I met her, I knew that she was powerfully built with wide broad
shoulders, huge rounded shoulder caps and big thick arms that seemed soft but
as she grilled me she adjusted the ribbon in her hair and I tried not to gawp
as her thick soft arms swelled with big solid biceps. They weren't defined or
peaked or anything just very a softly curved solid looking mass. Whether she
was doing it deliberately to intimidate me in case I was a paedo I didn't
know, but her projection of strength was strangely appealing and made my groin
stiffen. She also had a nice sized bust although I couldn't openly look at
them. The following week, she grilled me again as I was on my own again
without my niece, I told her that I couldn't get her out of mind and laid on
the charm to which she reacted to favourably. When I expressed surprise when
she told me that she was in her late 30's and single, she explained that being
out here in a small village working on the farm all week didn't really give
her time to meet many single men. Chatting with her, I realised that her
strong sturdy physique, was developed from doing a lot of manual work on the
farm and from working with horses from a very early age. I didn't like skinny
women with matchstick arms and legs, and told her truthfully that her strong
looking back gave her a very pleasing figure which made her look pleased. It
was hardly an hour-glass figure, more of an inverted triangular shape as seen
from the rear as her back sloped strongly inwards on either side from her very
broad thick looking shoulders to her thick waist then out slightly to her
broad hips and ample backside. Clad in very tight jodhpurs, her buttocks
looked nice and firm and pleasing to the eye looking like two hard balls
packed in the tight beige seat.

There is something about the way that the material clings to a woman's legs
when she wears jodhpurs. The first time I saw Jenny, I watched in fascination
as she adjusted the saddle and stirrups on a pony for a pupil. She wore a
rough jerkin with the sleeves cut off which showed off her large shoulder caps
and thick arms. As she worked the adjustments, these rippled and swelled with
hard gently rounded biceps. More obviously muscular were her thick wedge
shaped forearms that looked very rugged and covered thick prominent veins and
visible tendons. Her jodhpurs also made it clear that Jenny had very thick
heavy legs indeed but it was their shape that really caught my eye. Although
very wide and heavy looking, they were incredibly shapely and very appealing
and suggested enormous strength. Under the skin tight material it looked like
her thighs were massive and solid. As she moved around the pony, I saw large
solid slabs pushing out the tight material around her calves, above her thick
riding shoes. Likewise a sensational long strong bulge around her hamstrings
at the back of the leg was difficult to take my eyes off. I wasn't normally
into muscular women but I found the shape of Jenny's thick dense legs
incredibly attractive. As I chatted with her I found that she had a very
feminine voice and I could hold a more intelligent conversation than speaking
with that moron Scott. I'm sorry, that's probably not very Politically
Correct. That dickhead Scott I should say.

Today was quite hot and sunny and as I approached I saw that she wore a light
checked shirt with cut-off sleeves showing off her thick arms. It was quite
tight and hugged the impressive upside down triangular shape of her back. More
noticeable was that she wore a small pair of denim shorts that clung tightly
to an ample but firm backside. This was the first time that I had seen her
legs bare and I was impressed and turned on. Jenny had her back to me
instructing the kids so I first got to study the back of her legs. Her calves
were noticeably muscular although with little definition; they were wide
shelves of rocky looking slabs. She wore her flat riding shoes rather than
heels but even so they looked huge and thick with a few striations. Running
vertically up the back of her upper legs were her very prominent strong
looking hamstrings giving that beautiful shape I'd first noticed about her
legs. As she turned round following the riders around the square, I couldn't
stop staring at her thighs. They were truly massive. Her outer thighs were
very wide and thick giving an impression of great power that made my groin
stiffen. There was also a strong bulge around the middle of her upper leg and
inside just above the knee. They were certainly very strong legs developed
through years of horse-riding and stable management no doubt. As she turned on
her toes, I saw with appreciation how the outside of her calves formed a
beautiful semi-teardrop shaped curve.

It was close to the end of the lesson, which was no coincidence. After
dismissing the girls, she noticed me by the fence and came across. "Hello Ted,
still no niece?" She asked. "Ur, no, maybe next week. I really came to see
you" I told her then lowered my voice "I thought we could snoozy away in your
caravan and get to know each other a lot better". With that, I produced a
bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers from behind my back. She was pleased
with that but then a cloud of disappointment moved over her face. "Oh I'd love
to Ted but the younger girls are about to trek out and I have to go with them"
she told me. "They're not beginners, you've taught them well and they've got
the older girls with them" I pointed out nodding to a bunch of teenage girls
that included the two that Scott nearly creamed himself over earlier. I must
admit that now that I had a proper chance to look at them, that Scott was
right. They did have great legs and looked hot with riding boots and shorts.
The blonde was about 5'1" but looked squat and athletic with quite muscular
toned legs and thick toned arms. She was quite pretty too. The other girl was
definitely oriental, quite probably Japanese as Scott had said. At first
glance she seemed tall and slim compared with the blonde but as they stood
side by side it was clear that she was probably only an inch or 2 more. It was
the other girl's more athletic build that made the oriental look taller by
comparison. The oriental was also incredibly cute with big brown almond shaped
eyes, button nose, a clear complexion and a small thick-lipped pouting mouth.
She too had toned fit looking legs, although much slimmer than her friend.
Realising that I was staring, I quickly turned back to Jenny before she caught
me. "Oh go on, please. It's a nice day, let's end it properly" I pleaded
pouring on the charm. "Those girls look more than capable of supervising the
younger ones" I said. "Oh very well. Let me have a word with them" she said.

As Jenny went over to instruct them, I sent a text to Scott telling him that
they would soon be on their way. Once she had seen them off, we entered the
caravan together and settled down on the old beat-up sofa at the far end for
some romance. I opened the bottle and poured us some wine into a couple of
beat-up mugs that I found on a side-board while, to my pleasant surprise,
Jenny undid a few buttons on her cut-off shirt 'because it was a bit warm'.
The wide open V of her unbuttoned shirt revealed not only that she wasn't
wearing a bra but also showed a firm cushion of muscular cleavage. I was
looking forward to this part of the job if only that pratt can do his. In one
sense I only hoped that he would take his slow time about it as he normally
did allowing me to get frisky with well built riding instructor.

***

Scott waited impatiently by the side of the bridleway. He is meant to keep out
of sight which he does by lurking behind some tall bushes until he spots a
teenage girl on horseback approaching. That is when he has to come out and
gawp at her. Phrroooar it is that pretty blonde with the cutoff top that shows
off her firm thick arms and denim shorts and riding boots that frame her sexy
bare legs. Her strong shapely toned thighs shine in the sun like they are
oiled down. Phroarr! The girl looks at him in suspicion. She's good looking
too, vaguely familiar. Her thighs bulge quite strongly for a moment yet that
doesn't put him off. He'll pull her out of the saddle and give her a good
seeing too. That's when he noticed the small pony close behind ridden by the
prof's daughter with the Japanese girl behind. I'll grab the kid and take the
blonde as well he thinks to himself. A bit further down the bridleway he can
see a couple of other girls leading ponies, he will have to act fast.

The kid screams as Scott tries to pull her from the saddle. "Leave Josie
alone" the blonde cries out. Scott ignores her but out of the corner of his
eye he sees movement. Looking back he sees the short pretty blonde girl slip
her stirrups then swivel around in her saddle. Suddenly, to his astonishment,
she is airborne with a mighty leap into the air. Scott is frozen to the spot
in amazement as the athletic teen tucks in her head close to her knees
spinning like a bowling ball as she tumbles towards him at high speed. Just as
Scott thinks the girl-ball is going to crash into him; a blur shoots out as a
pair of thick legs driven by big powerfully bulging thighs. WHUMP! "Urrghh!"
he groans as the soles of her riding boots slam into his chest with such
devastating power that he is slammed right to the ground. It feels like he's
been kicked by a mule, not that he's ever had been.

Recovering his senses and feeling slightly winded from the kick and the fall,
Scott sees the girl's black leather riding boots land cleanly on the ground in
front of him. He gasps as those big solid shapely legs fold towards him as she
falls to her hands. Then to his amazement she throws herself into a handstand,
raising her legs up into the air while keeping them perfectly straight and
spreading them apart in a wide V shape. He sees her arms bulge with dense
rippling muscle as she presses her whole body with her legs pointing straight
skywards, steady and spread wide. Scott looks up at her, his eyes
subconsciously blocking out the dense powerfully shaped legs and fixing on her
tight hard backside. Phroarr what a great arse, nice and tight, her small
denim shorts clinging to it like a second skin.

Scott realises that the girl is bending herself over backwards and those
shapely legs are falling towards him at speed. He tries to sit up to escape
but it's too late, her lovely toned bare legs land with a hard thump on either
side of his neck. All the while the blonde has been keeping her big beefy arms
straight so that she's now supporting her body on her sturdy arms with her
legs around his neck. That's the moment when Scott realises how big her thighs
really are as they swallow his neck and the lower part of his face. He raises
his hands to the lovely warm legs holding his face with a firm pressure.
That's when the young girls' legs swell and tighten with an absolutely insane
pressure out of all proportion to her fresh pretty blue-eyed face. "Arghhh!"
Scott cries out, screwing up his eyes tightly as he feels her thighs swell up
like a strong man blowing up an old-fashioned hot water bottle becoming steel
hard and powerfully muscled. "Argggh!" it feels as if he is being crushed
alive in a warm walled avalanche which is also leveraging his skull from his
neck. He has never felt legs so frighteningly powerful since than that crazy
Japanese bird in the supermarket car park [JIMP41]. "Nnnnarggh Nnnargh
Nnnargh" his cries of pain came out through a shaking painfully compressed
jaw.

"When you mess with Jackie the Gymnast you're in deep shit mister" the
oriental told him in a chirpy high voice quite heavily accented. "Nnnargh!"
Scott forced his eyes open to look at his tormentor and was shocked to see
such a youthful pretty face staring back at him. She was still raised up on
her arms which were straight and absolutely rock solid. Such a lovely pretty
kissable face, yet he now saw the dense slopes tapering from her neck to her
rather broad shoulders as she held her body up; strong wide shoulders for a
girl. He saw the thick sharply defined shoulder caps and the thick horseshoe
shaped bulge at the back of her upper arms and the thick tendons flexing in
her strongly tapered forearms. A gymnast, yes, that could explain it but she
was phenomenally strong for such a little girl and that face, that pretty
beautiful face staring at him. The face was a humiliating reminder that he was
being beaten up by a mere teenager, a pretty girly looking teenager not some
thugish looking CHAV girl.

"I've a good mind to crack your skull" he hears the blonde say over the
pounding of his heart in his head. From the confident way that she said it and
the terrible compression upon his neck and lower face, Scott knows that this
teenage gymnast isn't just bragging to scare him, she has the power in her
legs to do it. He can feel under his hands that her thigh muscles have
expanded outwards to a significant degree and are absolutely as solid as steel
and their grip is relentless. "Paedophiles like you make me sick, preying on
little girls. I've a good mind to make sure you never molest a young girl
again" she says. "Wow Jackie, you have really strong legs" he heard the
oriental girl gasp in awe "Let's break his balls". Oh God no, not my poor
balls again, why do women always want to break his balls? "Arghh no, no,
please I'm not a paedophile. Arghhh please believe me, Argghh I'm telling the
truth" he wailed in agony barely able to believe that he was pleading with a
pretty blonde teenage girl. "In that case why did you attack Josie if not to
rape her?" she asked in a stern tone that indicated that she didn't believe
him. "Arghh!" he tried to get his hands on the insides of her big wide thighs
to prise them apart feeling only hard toned bulging muscle there too. He knew
before trying that he wouldn't be able to budge them and he was right no
matter how hard he tried.

"Arghh" daring to open his eyes all Scott could see was a high-sided valley of
toned solid looking flesh. The non-stop pressure from her big toned legs was
starting to make him feel dizzy and he then knew that they were cutting off
the blood from his brain. Oh my God, he was going to be knocked unconscious by
a mere schoolgirl! He tries to throw himself backwards then from side to side
to shake off her appallingly strong grip but her arms are so rock solid, her
back and stomach so rigid like a steel plank and the grip of her legs so
strong that she doesn't move an inch, doesn't even sway even slightly as she
continues to keep herself off the ground with her stomach straight and her
short thick legs straight around his poor head keeping him firmly in position.
He was being totally subdued by this schoolgirl gymnast and he found his cock
growing as hard as a rock, although he couldn't understand the strange
feelings he had. "He's a scissor pervert! He's got a real stiffy from you
doing that, Jackie" the cute oriental said. "You enjoying that are you? you
sicko" the pretty blond growled "Let's see how you like this then". With that
she seemed to stretch her short dumpy body with her stomach keeping perfectly
straight. She must have strong stomach muscles and a strong back to hold her
so straight like that without sagging or wobbling; the thought came to Scott
as the blonde's torso came almost parallel with the ground as she stretched
herself out and bore down even harder. Oh dear God no! "Nnnnnrghhhh!" he
screamed out as the pressure increased to a much higher level while the young
girl's iron clad thighs crept up the sides of his face as they expanded almost
level with his eyes. Not that he could look for they were screwed tight as his
face felt like it would explode at any second. "I'll wrestle anyone, paedos,
older brothers, teachers, judo experts. It doesn't matter to me, I'll beat
them all, mister" the blonde told him, her face looking cool, calm and
confident while his was bright red, creased in agony and no doubt squashed all
long and thin, at least that's what it felt like.

"Wow, Jackie your quads are absolutely massive! They're amazing, so well
defined, Wow!" the Oriental remarks. Scott doesn't need to see, he can't with
his eyes clenched tight but he felt the girl's big toned legs swell up to
massive proportions under his palms and huge chunks of steel-hard muscle
emerge from her lovely bare skin as she unleashed a mind-numbing torrent of
sheer devouring muscular power that never slackened, never waned but just got
worst. He never thought that he'd been put in a position that hurt so badly,
so quickly and the shame of it all was that it was just a pretty teenage girl
that was completely dominating him. His dick feels really stiff now although
the rest of him is not enjoying this. "Arghhh please no more" he cries "Arghh
please boss needs to make father hand over ancient diaries" he croaked, hoping
that admitting the truth would make the pain go away but finding it hard to
speak as the young girl's terrifyingly powerful legs dig deep into the sides
of his neck, compressing his jaw making it hard to move. "The Bristlingdown
Hoard?" she shouts in surprise. Scott can hardly hear her, his ears are pinned
flat against the sides of his head and feel like they are being driven inside
his skull by her car-crusher legs. "Arghhh yes" he cries. "Are you the bastard
who's taken my dad?" she shouts angrily. "Arghh!" all he can do is scream out
loud to vent the sheer splitting pain lancing through his head as the pressure
from her legs soars even more. Oh my God! He never expected that she could
squeeze any harder, but she could. His eyes span beneath his lids, unable to
keep still as her legs sliced into the sides of his burning neck like railroad
sleeps. He never would have thought that such a pretty little girl could exert
such awful pressure."Wow Jackie! He's a goner for sure. Wow! That's so hot"
the oriental gasped in awe. Still the young blonde's big muscular legs
squeezed with tireless energy while supporting herself upon her arms with her
strong body horizontal like a plank while he sat on the ground facing her,
locked solid. "Arghh!" he screamed again swearing that he can feel his skull
bending, giving way to the young girls's leg. "Argh! Don't know what you
talking about Arghh! please" he cried, tears rolling freely down his cheeks.
"Ain't he ugly? All bright red with freckles and creased up face" the oriental
girl said "He look like bright red piggy oink oink" she gave a girly chuckle
but Scott was in no mood for laughing, he was in sheer agony.

"Are you the bastard who took my daddy?" Jackie the head-squasher asked again.
Scott's head was spinning, jagged bright lines flashed over a dark red
background behind his eye lids. "Argh! Who?" he croaked, barely able to open
his mouth because her big strong legs were crushing the sides of his jaw so
much he was certain that they shatter at any second. "Priest, Jim Priest.
Where have you taken him?" she shrieked angrily and looking very upset. Why
should she be upset? I'm the one having my head crushed by the brat. Suddenly,
his head was flung hard to the right forcing his body to lean sharply in that
direction while the angry schoolgirl kept her body supported on her strong
unshakable arms. "Answer me, you bastard?" she shrieked. Priest? Of course
that was why he recognised her, it was Priest's daughter. WOAH! The girl's
legs tilted suddenly in the other direction and his head had no option but to
do likewise, his body following suit with a lurching strain on his captive
crushed neck. Priest kidnapped? That was the first he knew about that. He had
wondered where the bastard had disappeared to but never realised that someone
had taken and only wished he'd taken the bastard first. WOAH! His head lurched
back again, shaking his head furiously making his oxygen deprived brain
rattle. "Arghh! No. Haven't got him Arghh please, honestly didn't know he'd
gone Arggh!" he screamed so loud as the sheer power of the young gymnast's
legs soared to even greater levels then he thought imaginable. He could feel
his skull about to pop off his neck and cave inwards under the terrible
pressure like a squishy rotten fruit. "Arghhh!" the pain is too much and Scott
finds himself screaming as he spins into oblivion with a very hard boner.

***

It's funny how wine affects people differently. Me, although I prefer lager, I
could drink a whole bottle of wine and feel little effect. Jenny on the other
hand was getting very merry and exceptionally frisky. Actually more than that,
she was getting downright horny and making no bones about it. "Oh Ted, it's so
hot and stuffy in the caravan" she said in a dreamy voice. To my surprise and
pleasure, that was when the shirt came off leaving her top half bare and me
with a serious boner. She was nicely endowed in the bust department and what
she had was very firm looking for a woman her age. "Very nice" I sighed unable
to stop staring. That's when I noticed that those breasts were supported by a
strong cushion of chest muscle which formed a defined cleavage of firm looking
chest from which her boobs hung with fully erect nipples staring at me in the
face. "Oh Wow, Jenny. Very nice indeed" I moaned getting really turned on by
what I saw. As I said, she wasn't a skinny bird so there was plenty to see and
all of it nice and fit.

The trunk of her upper body was broad with no real curves other than that
caused by her wide back but her stomach was flat and firm. Yet the sight of
that strongly built torso in the nude turned me on more than any skinny woman
would. "Oh Ted, kiss me" she said snuggling up to me on the sofa. I gave her
more than that. With an absolute blazer of an erection I kissed her mouth
passionately then moved onto her marvellously erect nipples while enjoying the
feel of her firm generous body and her bare skin beneath my hands. It wasn't
long before those shorts came off followed by her knickers and we were necking
like horny teenagers. "Oh God Jenny, you have an amazing body" I moaned unable
to stop stroking her arms and firm stomach "Such a fit sexy woman. You drive
me wild with passion". But before I could get my trousers down, her mobile
phone beeped indicating a text. "Leave it" I said kissing her body as she
began to get up. "I have to. It might be the girls" she replied going over to
the small side unit built into the caravan wall where'd she left her blouse.

As I watched her large but firm rounded buttocks and her amazingly strong
shaped back walk away from I saw the sensuous play of muscles beneath her skin
and realised how sexy that looked. I wanted that body in my hands, to explore
that strong nude body and fuck her like crazy. Yet, we had been interrupted by
her bloody mobile phone; it was at times like these that I cursed the bloody
things. I had been watching her backside for several moments before I noticed
the expression upon her face become very serious. "What is it?" I asked. She
looked at me strangely then said "Someone just tried to grab Josie, one of the
young girls that went out riding. I knew I should have gone with them". Scott!
to be honest I'd been enjoying myself so much that I'd forgotten all about
moron. "Oh no, is she alright?" I asked feigning concern. I saw the tensing of
her arm causing a thickening of her biceps and tendons to stand out in her
wide forearm before she answered "Yes. Jackie and Shioreta-hana say they're
taking care of things. Josie is going on with the other girls" she told me. I
didn't quite understand by what she meant by the girls were taking care of
things but daren't ask in case it drew suspicion. Jenny then approached me and
turned the phone screen towards me. "This is the creep who tried to take her"
Jenny told me. As I looked at the image on the screen, it felt like a stone
had plunged into the pit of my stomach for it was Scott alright. His big pudgy
freckled face and make-do-and-mend specs were unmistakable. He seemed to be
lying on the ground asleep but from the strange expression on his face I knew
that he wasn't lying down on the job but was out cold. How on earth had the
prat allowed himself to be knocked out? Did one the girls clock him on the
back of the head with a stone or something, and why wasn't he wearing his
mask? "Do you know him?" Jenny asked me, her eyes narrowing in suspicion and
the muscles in her body tensing and thickening in a subtle manner that managed
to make her look bigger and more intimidating. "N,no I've never seen him
before" I lied.

Jenny turned the phone back then said "I should call the Police. This is very
serious. I can't have a paedophile hanging around the farm with all the young
girls around" she told me. Oh crap, this was bad, the last thing we needed was
the Police. "There's no need for that. He's probably just a harmless tramp" I
told her trying to sound soothing and reassuring. "Probably thought she had
some food or sweets on her. No harm done eh?" I added. Her brown eyes looked
at me with a disquieting hard stare that could melt ice. The tendons and veins
and stuff stood out prominently on her wide tapering forearms making them look
quite formidable. "Really?" Jenny's high-pitched girly voice murmured softly
then hardened in the very next instant. "The thing is Jackie and Shioreta-hana
say that they saw the guy earlier on in a car" she paused for emphasis, her
eyebrows frowning. "Driven by you" that came out quite forceably. "They, they
must be mistaken" I spluttered in shock. "They recognised you from earlier on
by the stables. Do you usually give lifts to tramps, Ted?" she asked. "I, I.."
she didn't let me finish. "Or are you and him in some kind of sick paedophile
kidnapping ring?" she asked, her voice hard with anger. "No!" I cried in
indignation.

Jenny was getting quite riled. "Because I've never seen this mythical niece of
yours and Oh!!" she gasped as if just having a revelation. "You've not been
interested in me at all, have you? You were just using me while you scoped out
your sick plan" she accused. "You just wanted to seduce me, trying to get me
drunk while your mate grabbed a girl" she said heatedly pointing at the empty
wine bottle. "Jenny it's not like that at all. I really do like you, I'm very
fond of you" I told her trying to placate her. It wasn't far from the truth
either for I really did feel an attraction to her, and not just physical. "You
were just playing with my emotions to manipulate me, oh how blind I was" she
exclaimed. "I love you Jenny" I pleaded, that usually made women happy but I
could see that it wasn't going to cut it and needed to make a sharp exit. I
sat up straight intending to get up from the sofa but before I could make a
move, Jenny's thick arms wrapped themselves around my knees. With a strong
thickening around her upper arms, both of my legs were hauled right off the
sofa and high into the air. In shock I found myself with my arse pulled right
up off the sofa and the top of my back and head thrown onto the seat. My lower
legs dangled uselessly from knees tucked in the crook of her big beefy arms.
"You're not going anywhere, Ted, until you've answered some hard questions"
Jenny told me, her soft gentle voice had a strong undercurrent of steel.
"Jenny, let my legs go or there will be trouble" I tried to sound tough. I
couldn't help my eyes running over her broad well sculpted torso, looking
sensational in the nude. "I don't like liars, I don't like paedophiles and
most of all I don't like men who play with my emotions and break my heart" she
snarled at me.

At such close range her swollen biceps looked very solid and very big. To be
honest they were quite intimidating. "Jenny put me now" I told the naked
riding instructor trying to sound authoritative. "OK you asked for it" she
replied. Whereupon Jenny bent slightly at the knees into a crouch with her
legs apart, slipped her arms to the back of my thighs and hauled me closer to
her body, pulling my legs either side of her thick waist. My head and
shoulders were dragged to the edge of the sofa. I felt the back of my thighs
slide along the top of her thick legs moving along her smooth bare skin until
they came to a stop with my legs straddling her bare waist. Her legs felt very
firm and sturdy. For some strange reason it reminded me of being bent over my
mother's knee for a good spanking. Having got me in this strange humiliating
position and with my backside sitting between her wide thighs, Jenny lent
forwards, her hands grabbing the top of my shirt and pulled me out of the sofa
and into her lap so that I was now sitting upon her thighs face to face with
her. To my surprise the nude woman began to rise while turning on the spot
hauling my body around with her. Gaining speed, she began to spin me around
inside the small caravan; my body starting to lift and fly outwards with the
centrifugal force. "Jenny please no!" I gasped as I went around and around at
dizzying speed, stunned by Jenny's strength and worried that I would hit my
head on something as everything whizzed around. One moment she was holding my
legs the next they were free and I was airborne flying across the small
caravan before crashing into the corner on top of a pile of riding hats. "Oops
I guess you never saw that coming did you?" she said sarcastically.

I was pissed off now. "If you were a man, I'd I'd" I was lost for words as I
got up off the floor trying not to slip on riding hats scattered all over the
floor. "You'd do what? You'll do nothing but just stay there while I call the
Police to take your lying child-abusing ass to jail" she said. "Put down that
phone" I yelled as Jenny picked up her mobile. "Go on, make me. You're such a
big man after all" she sneered. Actually I was, I am tall and heavily built.
As she dialled the first number, I rushed across the room, drew back my arm
and, as much as I didn't like hitting a lady, slammed my fist hard into her
gut. WHUMP! It was like hitting a taut punch bag, my fist barely made a dent
in her firm hard stomach, bouncing straight back so hard that it nearly
sprained my wrist. "So you're the type of guy who hits women are you?" she
wasn't even out of breath or showing any other effect. I was so astonished at
the strength of her stomach and the ache of a near-sprain in my wrist and
hand, that she took me by surprise.

Although I was taller than her, a thick beefy arm slammed around the back of
my neck, pulled my head down and tucked it against the side of her naked body.
"Urrgh!" I groaned as a great pressure squeezed tight while looking down from
the side of her back at her ample bare buttocks. I slapped my hands against
the forearm lodged against my throat and tried to peel it away only to find
that her headlock was rock solid. Oh my God! The compression around my neck
increased. I could feel steely hard biceps swelling against the side of my
neck while her wide rocky forearm pulled up into my throat choking me. I
clutched at her forearm with both hands and tried with all my might to pull it
lose but it was impossible, it was like tugging at a steel railing. Another
more vulnerable target came into view, right below me; a large fleshy peach
ripe for attack. Fuelled by my anger and indignation, I smacked those big firm
buttocks eliciting yelps of protest from Jenny. Instead of letting go, the
naked woman just locked her hands and yanked the noose higher, increasing the
stress on my neck. "Kkkk!" her forearm dug deep into my throat causing me to
cough while her upper arm crushed the side of my neck like a collapsing stone
wall. In desperation I found a new target and slapped her bare thigh so hard
that it made my hand sting. "Ouch! You bastard" Jenny yelped then caught my
wrist and in a flash twisted my arm behind my back.

"Smack my arse and I'll kick yours" I heard her say then there was a terrible
upward force upon my neck, yanking it hard and to my alarm she lifted my feet
clean from the floor. "Narrkkk!" I croaked; choking as my neck took the
weight. BAM! My feet slammed back to the floor. "Urrkk!" another painful lurch
around my neck and she lifted me by the neck again and managed to keep me
hanging there from her noose choking until I began blacking out before my feet
crashed down once more to the caravan floor.

My neck was still clamped fast in her terribly strong headlock forcing me to
bend as my head was locked tight beneath her arm forcing me to look out at her
back down at her ample well rounded backside. "Now I will teach you for
hitting a woman in the stomach" her voice said with a hard edge you could cut
stone with. BERLAM! "Orrghhhhh!" I wailed in misery as her wide knee plunged
so hard into my gut that it lifted me off the floor, brutally winding me while
badly wrenching my neck in her arms. BLAM! "Nnnnnnn!" her knee hammered again
ploughing deep into my midriff. WHUMP "...!" and again although I had no more
breath to give, my diaphragm brutally flattened. Horribly winded, I was
completely helpless, feelings that I'm not familiar as I usually have the
upper hand in any fight.

With my head still stuck fast beneath her big beefy arm, Jenny turned her body
into me. I felt my groin brush against her generous hip then suddenly my head
was yanked down savagely and I went flying over her hip as she flipped me head
over heels. BAM! Nnnnghhhk! The impact of my back slamming against the hard
floor of the caravan reverberated through my body and with my already winded
gut was agonising. This wasn't helped by Jenny planting her foot in my middle.
I looked up at this violation only to gawp as she flexed both of her arms
hard. Two very solid looking hills of muscle rose upon her arms as she flexed
in triumph over me. That such an otherwise feminine woman should have such big
guns was in startling contrast with her complete nudity and her firm breasts
which also rose up upon her chest as she flexed in that most manly of ways.
She looked so powerful and dominant as she stood over me flexing in victory
that I found my dick getting really stiff. "That will teach you to mess with
my feelings" she told me "Now tell me the truth or you will get worse and I do
mean much worse". I couldn't reply or say anything in my defence because my
breaths were coming in random occasional ragged bursts. Racked with the cramps
inside my belly as I struggled to breathe, I fumed helplessly inside. No man
gets one over on Ted Hawkins and certainly no woman either. She was going to
get it, then I'll finish what I started and give that splendid fit strong body
a right seeing to, whether she liked it or not.

My breathing was easing and determined to assert my natural superiority; I
gritted my teeth and brushed her foot aside. While still trying to get my
breath back, I got up off the caravan floor. Those thick shapely legs were
disturbing with their solidity and suggestion of power. I quickly shook off
the thought, I was a man, a tough guy by profession in fact relied on by Sir
Anthony to sort out those who got in his way. Rising higher, Jenny's wide flat
stomach came into view. Wide with a slightly raised central section which
although it didn't feature a visible six-pack, I could make out two large
solid square-like slabs below her bare breasts which came down to above her
belly button. The belly button itself was on another raised solid looking
large almost U shaped section. My fist ached at the memory of hitting that
hard stomach. I wouldn't be making that mistake again. "You're out of line
Jenny" I wheezed which made it sound less authoritative than I had hoped. "Try
something like that stupid stunt again and there will be trouble with a
capital T" I growled which come out as a wheezy rasp. I reached into my pocket
and pulled out my flick-knife and snapped it open showing the wicked blade. It
was only meant to scare her and quieten her to make her see sense. Instead she
totally flipped.

All of a sudden, Jenny turned to the built-in sideboard and slapped her hands
down upon it then vaulted her entire hefty body into the air. I didn't even
have time to be amazed for a thick right leg swung around at great speed like
a steel club. KRACK! The side of my jaw was blasted by an incredibly powerful
blow like she was wielding a crowbar. My jaw was yanked painfully to one side
while my head span around so fast I saw stars and would have toppled over in a
complete daze if I hadn't slammed into the wall. Jeese, that was a bloody
powerful kick. "I hate knives and I hate men who carry them" she said, her
brown eyes stared at me either side of her long prominent nose. Having her
hair done up made her look severe and those large sticky-out ears didn't help
her appearance.

I'd lost the knife somewhere but I didn't need it. Trying to shake off the
dazed fug that clouded my head, I stepped towards her and tried to sock her on
the jaw, to see how she liked it. I'd dropped many a guy who thought he was
tougher than me with my right arm so I was staggered when my fist came to a
juddering halt as Jenny flung both of her arms up and tangled up my forearm.
"Argh!" I yelped as she twisted the cat's cradle of arms to the right bending
my arm sharply then slammed her fist down upon the elbow. "Argh!"I cried as my
arm bent sharply at the elbow nearly breaking it. Keeping my arm straight by
gripping my wrist with one hand, Jenny pressed her other forearm against the
inside of mine just below the inside of the elbow joint. "Argh!" I cried out
as she forced my arm to twist to force me painfully down to my knees, but the
short bulky naked bitch did it slowly so that I had to savour every agonising
second of her dominating me. Jenny's arms were so immensely thick and strong
that I feared that my arm would pop out of its socket at any second or that
she would break my elbow. The very bones in my forearm were so strained they
felt as if they would snap. "I know how to control creeps like you who try to
inflict violence on women" she told me while continuing to punish my arm as
she slowly forced me ever lower. "All these years of running the stables there
have been several occasions when I've had to face gangs of horse thieves in
the middle of the night single-handled" she told me "and they came out
empty-handed each time and more than a handful got carted off to A&E. So
you're no match for me, Ted" she sounded confident, over-confident as far I
was concerned. I wanted to give her a snappy retort but instead another yelp
left my lips as she gave a hard twist. Forcing me to lie down onto my front on
the floor, the big nude bitch stood astride me twisting my arm vertically
using just one hand. I felt completely spent, my arm and shoulder joint was
throbbing in pain and I was breathing hard, totally unable to get out of this
humiliating position.

"You're not as tough as you thought are you Ted?" Jenny's voice mocked me as
she forced my belly down upon the floor. "Argh! Get off you bitch!" I growled
through clenched teeth. "Argh!" I cried out as she pressed her knee against
the top of my arm at the shoulder and put weight behind it. "Arghhh!" I yelped
again it felt as if she was going to dislocate my shoulder. "How dare you call
me that, apologise right now you sexist pig!" she demanded. "Ouchh!" I yelped
again as she put more weight behind her knee. I had no choice; she was going
to bust my arm. "Ouch sorry, I'm sorry" I yelped. "Ouch! Ouch! I mean it.
Sorry" I yelped as she stressed my arm again. The pain stopped as Jenny
removed her knee from my blazing shoulder joint then sat down astride my back
with my tortured arm still captive bent straight out behind me. "You'll be an
idiot to try and fight me, Ted. I think you know that by now" she said,
pissing me off. She just got lucky and got the drop on me that's all. "I think
it's about time that you told me who you really are, Ted. If that's your real
name" she sounded like an interrogator. Holding my arm back with one hand she
placed her other hand on my shoulder at pressed down. "Argh, Ted's my real
name. I was looking for a riding school for my niece" I told her. "Oh, that's
the way you want it is it, tough guy?" she said.

Releasing my arm I felt her weight slip back to the back of my legs. I wanted
to press myself off the floor to dislodge her but my arm was now stiff and
unusable. Before I could think of anything else to do, her thick arms came
around my head from behind and powered my head back, forcing my upper body to
peel off the floor curving back as she pulled my head with her strong arms.
There was nothing I could except grin and bear it. "Nnngh!" I groaned as my
spine bent back. Then I became aware that her legs were astride me with her
feet on the floor as she continued to power me back until I was on my knees
with my body leaning right back with the back of my head resting against her
not so soft chest. Suddenly she pulled my head to one side to rest in the
crook of her beefy arm while she slipped her other arm between my legs.
"Woah!" suddenly my entire backend left contact with the floor as she bodily
lifted me across her front with a good grip on my scrotum. I was consciously
aware of her nudity as she held me across her stomach like a dormant barbell
which is exactly what I felt like as I felt myself rise higher as her arms
jerked me up level with her chest. "Nothing to say, Ted?" she mocked in her
soft gently high-pitched girlish voice kneeling on the carpet, she pressed me
in one swift move way over her head.

Then as if that wasn't enough she proceeded to push herself to her feet with
me held horizontally above her head as though I weighed nothing. Although I'm
a tall heavy strong well-built bloke I saw the caravan ceiling approach until
my face was pressed right against it. The effortless ease with which she had
done that astonished me and I could sense the power of her upper body as she
continued to press me into the low ceiling. I could imagine her naked strong
body with thick arms bulging and broad inverted triangular back rippling as
she held me aloft like an offering to the gods. The memory of that sensational
naked strong body and the feel of her power made my dick absolutely rigid,
which of course with her hand grabbing my crotch she felt. "Why Ted!" she
exclaimed in mock surprise. "You like it. You like a bit of the rough stuff"
she said as her fingers touched my erection through my trousers. With that she
lowered me to lie across the top of her wide shoulders and began fumbling with
the zip to my flies. "No, stop it!" I commanded but she just chuckled "Make
me" then took a good hold of my crotch and neck and pulled down at both ends.
"Nnnngh!" I groaned trying not to cry out as my back bent around her broad
shoulders. "Arghh!" it was no use, the pain in my back was too great. "Stop
complaining or else, Ted" she warned then released the tension.

I said nothing as she fumbled my zip open and pulled out my dick and began
pumping it with her fist. "This is what you wanted to do to me wasn't it,
Ted?" she purred sensually as she stimulated my dick to even stiffer lengths.
I daren't complain, I knew that she could have easily broken my back if she
wanted to. Besides the effects of her hand job was really making things hard
as she pumped her hand back and forth rapidly. "You wanted to fuck me then
leave me didn't you Ted?" she asked but before I could deny it. She continued
while her hand pumped away in a devastating motion that had me at bursting
point in no time. "Instead I'm going to force you to cum where it will do no
harm except to your macho pride". "Urrr urrr urrr!" I moaned as the spunk shot
out of my dick creaming her hand and messing my trousers. "Men! Such messy
creatures" she sighed.

Spent in post-ejaculation contentment I didn't realise until it was too late
that Jenny had reached up behind my head with both hands then suddenly with an
incredible show of force pulled my head over her right shoulder and threw me
with considerable force over her body, hurling me with great speed across the
entire length of the caravan and slamming hard on my back upon the metal
floor. BLAM! "Urrrr!" groaning in agony and totally dazed I felt a foot on my
chest and looked up to see the hefty naked blonde looking almighty and flexing
both arms. The sight of large solid-looking softly rounded muscle on her upper
arms standing proud like large but gently curving hills with an opposing swell
from her triceps caused my groin to tighten as if to rise again even though
she had just emptied my balls. Maybe I should have went for the brat and let
Scott try his luck with the powerful riding instructor. He couldn't have been
having a worst day than he was right now

***

Scott comes around to find himself looking up at a clear blue cloudless sky
while lying flat out on his back by the side of the hard baked mud of a
bridleway. A pair of flat-soled black leather riding boots stand by his feet;
the rippled shininess reflects the sunlight in an intriguing manner making
them look very sexy. The boots are filled and styled to follow the shape of
their occupier, leaving him with no doubt that it is female. Lifting his eyes,
he follows the contours of the well-stuffed sexy boots from flat heels to slim
dainty ankles. Following the straight line of her lanky shins, his eyes then
roam over the very pleasant long gentle curve along the side of her calves
behind. Continuing higher he is pleased to see very nice knees, not knobbly,
not too fat and not wrinkly but perfect and subdued. Not all women have knees
nice enough to carry off a sexy pair of boots. Scott continued his studies
with growing excitement of long slim thighs with unblemished skin, their
beauty enhanced by a subtle tanned colouring with a healthy fullness and tone
that gave a pleasing shapeliness that suggested a fit and sexy babe. He
followed the lines of her legs up to a small pair of nicely snug denim shorts
and could imagine the view from the back of a small compact arse so
cock-stirring that he would want to get his dick right up there. Above this
was a chequered shirt which rose from slim hips and waist of a pleasant slim
build with a nice swelling around the breasts. The shirt was sleeveless
showing nice her slender and firm arms. At last his eyes reached a small cute
oriental face with a fringe of jet-black hair peeking out from beneath a
riding hat.

"About time too! I thought Jackie had put you away for good" she told him in a
pleasant young girly voice, slightly rushed with a strong Japanese accent. At
the sound of her name, Scott remembered the short athletic blonde who put him
away with her powerful legs. He glances around nervously and spots her
standing close by glaring at him. Her big toned thighs twitch as if eager to
get around him once more and hurt him again. "I don't know anything about your
dad disappearing, honestly" he croaks, his neck and throat still sore from her
brutal scissors. Her legs suddenly expanded turning from big smooth firm
thighs into large sharply-defined quad muscles so powerful looking that they
look like they could crack rocks. "Oh God, please no!" he wailed in terror and
trembling in fear. "They are awesome aren't they? Stop it Jackie you're
scaring him" the lovely young oriental admonished her friend.

The sweet looking thing looked back at Scott with her large almond-shaped eyes
and deep brown irises with the pupils appealingly wide. "Jackie's got very
strong legs. She's very pissed about her dad and wants to break you" she
chirped merrily although that set Scott shaking even more. The girl's voice
changed to one of concern and sweet soothing "Oh don't worry. Do you want me
to take care of you?". "Yes, oh yes please not her" he whimpered eagerly.
"Then get up" she said kindly. Watching Jackie warily Scott sat up. "Don't you
worry about her" the soft voice of the Japanese girl told him as she extended
her hand to help him. "What's your name?" she asked as Scott took the
opportunity for a close-up leer at her lovely bare legs on the way up. "Are
you looking at my Legs, Scott?" she asked in a chirpy voice with a slightly
amused tone. "They're beautiful" he murmured not taking his eyes off them. The
girl giggled bashfully then said "Why thank you, Scott".

Scott rose to his full height then looked down at her face. "You are so
beautiful" he mumbled. Again that delightful girlish giggle and that sweet way
she acted so bashful turning her face away coyly, raising her hand in front of
her nose and mouth. Scott was enchanted with this lovely Oriental flower.
"Thank you, Scott. You like Japanese girls?" she asked brightly. "Oh yes" he
replied. "Do you know how Japanese schoolgirls treat perverts?" she asked
chirpily. For a moment Scott remembered the schoolgirls that he chaperoned on
their visit to the UK and how they treated him when they caught him perving on
them [JIMP#5]. "Ah I see from your eyes that you do know" she said with a nod
of understanding. "I tell you my name" she began. "My name is Shioreta-hana
"she told him. "That's, er, very nice" Scott replied, watching the girl's
youthful face wanting to kiss her lovely inviting small thick-lipped mouth.
"Hehehe" she tittered in amusement. "We will have such fun, Scott. Do you know
what my name mean in English?" she asked. He shook his head. "No?" she teased.
"It mean deadly flower. A name I must live up to or give great disrespect to
my parents" she said then paused staring at him with those huge almond shaped
baby eyes that western men find so irresistible as the message slowly sank
into his thick skull.

When the smiling girl saw Scott's eyes widen in understanding, that's when all
hell broke loose. With no warning signs and like a bullet from a gun something
shot up from the ground faster than Scott's eye could follow and smashed him
right in the middle of his face. BAM! Pain lanced through Scott's nose as it
squashed flat and something mashed his mouth, leaving a bad ache and a
stinging taste of leather. Scott's head jerked back under the hard impact like
he'd had been punched in the face. BAM barely a split-second later the shapely
curved top of a booted foot hammered his cheek with bruising force that ground
the inside of his mouth against his teeth. A streak of black shot upwards once
more, hurtled high across Scott's chest close his throat and whipped around
the side of his jaw. BAM! Pain exploded at the base of his skull just below
his left ear as a hard toe hammered like a metal punch. "Arghh!" he screeched
as indescribable pain lanced through his brain while his skull shuddered
horribly under the impact.

Moving non-stop, the sprite leggy girl kept high kicking with devastating
precision and so blindingly fast that Scott was knocked into a constant daze.
The hot bare legs twitched, a blur of upwards motion and something streaked
right around the side of his head. THUD! The toe struck the back of his neck
like a hammer. "Argh!" he cried out loudly as crippling agony shot along his
spine and his spectacles went flying off his face. "Hehehe" excited girlish
laughter made him look and wished he hadn't. Pivoting and spinning on one
beautiful long booted leg the other rocketed towards his face. BAM! "Argh!"
Scott cried as warm blood welled as his nose squashed again. He never saw the
roundhouse that instantly followed until a black boot blasted his right cheek
leaving it bruised and aching. The lovely young girl was a whirlwind of leggy
destruction tracing a bruising painful trail over Scott's head. Her bare
thighs and boots were in constant motion pulverising his face and battering
his head. BAM BAM BAM "Hehehe" the sound of manic excited laughter permeated
his hearing over the constant beating of his head like a drum.

Scott yelped and cried out with every blow instinctively trying to move away
from the source of the pain which kept following him, giggling and never
stopping. "Hehehe" BAM! "Let's play" BAM! "Football" BAM! "hehehe" BAM! "Your
head's" BAM "the ball". "No!" he cried as he caught sight of a lightning-fast
kick arcing high like a sexy guided missile. WAP! the toe of the shapely boot
punched the side of the top of Scott's large head with a loud solid thud that
rocked his brains and blurred his vision. It was like getting clubbed around
the top of the head with a steel baseball. "Goal!" an excited schoolgirl
shouted then burst into giggles. Helpless to defend himself against a slip of
a young thing, tears of frustration and humiliation welled up in Scott's eyes.

BLAM! A mouth-mashing kick to the teeth cut the inside of his lip upon his
teeth causing him to taste blood. One of those great legs whipped through the
air with a bright streak where the sun reflected off the leather boot. BAM!
"Ouch!" the hard boot toe hammered Scott just above his left eye. It was then
that his brain actually decided to do something to stop her kicking his brains
to mush and dribbling out of his nose. The fresh-faced cutie swung her sexy
right leg back at the knee which was raised to deliver hurt again. In fright
Scott raised his arms in front of his head and cowered behind them. A fraction
of a second later a boot slammed into his forearms with frightening power for
such a dainty thing that his that the back of arms leapt back and smacked him
in his own face, leaving his forearms stinging badly. BAM! BAM! BAM! Brutally
hard high kicks hammered time after time with incredible rapidity into his
raised arms stinging and numbing his forearms. BAM! BAM! BAM! Slim legs kicked
like a machine delivering hammer blows to his forearms, numbing them. With
encroaching fear he realises knows that her kicks are rendering his arms
useless and won't be able to stop her much more.

In horror Scott saw the pretty oriental's legs scissoring wide open vertically
with cock-stirring flexibility with her denim shorts stretched to what surely
must be ripping point over her exciting young crotch. For a moment her
beautiful legs were stacked one on top of the other in mirror image as she
drove her foot exceptionally high into the air. WAP! The toe of her boot
slammed brutally against Scott's hands like a thunderbolt. "Yeooouch!" Scott
cried as his hands slammed into the top of his head with fingers numb from the
bruising kick. "Agh Stop, no more he cried, his face bright red and eyes
brimming with tears.

Please don't feel sorry for Scott; please don't write in telling me how awful
and cruel these young girls are treating him for Scott is a despicable creep
with no redeeming features whatsoever. He certainly doesn't deserve your
sympathy.

Desperate to escape more brutal head-knockers, Scott turns his back on
Shioreta-hana. WHACK! The shin of a leather boot pounds right across the small
of his back like the crack from a bullwhip. "Oucheee!" he shrieks with the
bloom of aching pain. Looking around he sees the pretty petite Japanese girl
standing off to one side behind him. Her lovely slim bare leg twitches. CRACK!
He howls as her boot strikes again in the same spot, aching pain flaring out
across his kidneys. The girl chuckles with glee as if this were some joyful
schoolyard game. BAM BAM! The back of his neck and in between the top of the
shoulder blades. "Owyah!" BAM! Right on the backside harder than any cane he
had experienced in his youth had him howling with indignation feeling like a
human pinata. The punishment never faltered. BAM! Right across the middle of
his back. BAM! A roundhouse arcs round clubbing the side of his arm. Scott was
shocked that such a slight kid could kick her legs harder than any baseball
bat. Trying to turn away from the battering just got more kicks hammering
against his side.

BAM BAM BAM the sound of hard packed leather hitting a human body resounds
around the open countryside. A pretty little oriental girl is non-stop
destruction blasting lightning fast kicks into a much larger, heavier,
middle-aged man. Bruising his side, hammering his chest and pounding his gut,
she hammers kicks at him so fast that he couldn't think straight and was
paralysed by fear, terrified of the cute continually smiling and laughing
Japanese girl who projected such a strong confident dominant aura that made
him feel so submissive that strangely stirred his groin. WHACK! a hard kick to
the left buttock made him yelp, WHUMP! a boot up the arse made him yell, WHAP!
a stinging kick to the upper thigh would surely would leave a big bruise.

Scott's befuddled brain signalled his body to flee but he hadn't gone one step
when a hard toe crashed into the back of his right knee collapsing his leg.
Scott went stumbling towards the ground until a hand grabbed the back of his
hair and yanked hard eliciting another yelp of pain. "You not going anywhere
Scott. You take your beat-down like a man. Are you a man, Scott?" she asks
with a giggle. "I'm not so sure. You look like pig-man, oink oink" she
laughed. "Argh!" a sudden wrench as Scott pulls himself free, sacrificing some
of his thinning hair in the process. He takes one running step and finds his
leg almost collapsing again at the knee where her boot had hit it. Hearing the
girl's laughter he forces himself to run down the bridleway with a limping,
hobbling gait. The sound of the Oriental girl's boots running behind him while
she laughs with glee fills his mind with panic knowing that he can't outrun
her in this condition. "Oh yes Scott, let's play chase hehehe" she laughs
joyously sounding very close behind not even sounding breathless while he is
puffing like a stream engine.

A stile! Why Scott thought that crossing a stile into the adjacent farm field
would stop the girl running after him was probably due to his frazzled
panicking brain. It was one of those wooden affairs with two steps either side
of a fence. As quick as he could he clambered to the top step and was about to
step over the top. WHUMP! With a loud solid sound like a baseball bat swung
into a side of beef, Scott screamed at the terrible explosion of excruciating
pain in his balls as the toe of a black boot appeared from behind between the
front of his crotch. The force of the kick lifted him bodily into the air,
losing his footing on the stile and sending him stumbling down against the
fence with his face bright red and screwed tight in blinding throbbing agony.
"Caught you, Scott hehehe" Shioreta-hana giggled. "Beware Madam
Koumaru-assaiki she take bad boys from behind" she laughed as Scott slumped to
his knee with a terrible throbbing ache balls.

WHUMP! The top of a booted foot signalled the nightmare wasn't over as it
slammed against his belly with the shin smacking his side with a resounding
crack of hard leather against a hollow human body causing him to howl in pain.
"Get up and play, Scott" A young Oriental female voice told him. "I said GET
UP!" she shouted with surprising forcefulness. WHACK! A toe bit into the flesh
of his buttocks. "Ouch!" he howled in protest. Kneeling upon the dirt of the
bridleway in tears feeling sorry for himself, Scott only saw himself as the
helpless innocent victim rather than the foiled kidnapper. "Leave me alone" he
wailed as a sexy shaped pair of flat heeled black leather boots walked around
and stood in front of him with legs spaced apart. "You cry baby, Scott" the
voice teased cruelly. Even with his balls badly aching, Scott couldn't resist
running his eyes over her slim bare thighs, slender figure and small bust with
barely concealed lust. Looking up along her inner thighs to the tight shorts
only fuelled his desire. A cute smiling face stared back with those big
appealing eyes.

"This is last chance, Scott. Get up now" she demanded in her girly voice. "No,
you get down here and get your knickers off" He growled and made to grab her
legs. With a high pitched squeal of excitement, the young girl jumped nimbly
out of the way laughing. Landing, a shiny black blur cuts through the air like
a scythe. BAM! The toe hammers his jaw snapping his head back painfully only
to be clobbered the very next instant as without returning to the ground the
same leg swings back the other way. The shin clubs the side of his head as the
toe nails the base of his neck. "Yeeouch!" he howls in agony. Trying to crawl
away, Scott is constantly bombarded with hard stinging kicks to his buttocks,
agonising kicks to his neck and shoulders, also club-like kicks that numbed
his arms. All the while he heard the young girl giggling with glee as she
pulverised him. "Teach you right" BAM "for running away" BAM "pig-man" BAM.

Scott couldn't take anymore and with one last desperate surge of energy
pressed himself to his hands and knees while kicks and stomps continued to
bombard him. Rising quickly to his feet, he found his head rocked and battered
by a series of quick-fire kicks to the back of the head. BAM! Around the jaw
BAM! And right in the face WHAM!. Battered, bruised and bloodied by the young
girl's swift nimble kicks, he turns to flee. However dazed from the constant
battering, he runs straight into something and comes to a shuddering halt. It
feels like running into a small brick wall. As the daze clears from his eyes
he realises that it's the athletic blonde, Jackie Priest. "Going somewhere?"
the pretty blue-eyed face asked with a predatory smile. "N..n..no" Scott
stammered, beads of sweat running from his brow paralysed with fear. How can a
girl so young and pretty instil such fear into a man. Jackie reached up and
slapped a palm upon each shoulders. Tilting her head coyly and looking at him
sweetly she says in a soft voice "Say borrrph". WTF? Scott looked at the short
gymnast as if she were mad. A sudden twitch of her body then BLAM! A iron
cannonball plunged deep into his stomach, or that's what it felt like. Moving
upwards with such force, Scott finds himself rising up into the air as his
feet leave the ground. "Borrrph!" he wails as his breath bursts violently from
his mouth while his stomach rides the teen's bare knee into the air until he
is surely level with her chest. Gggarkkkk he feels like he is going to die,
his lungs not working as his gut cramps shut, unable even to scream his
torment to the world. For a brief moment he finds himself suspended high above
the ground, a middle-aged man impaled on a young girl's knee then it drops
beneath him and he finds himself falling.

He would have collapsed to the ground if Jackie hadn't supported him with her
thick strong looking arms while smiling at him. She brings her pretty fresh
face very close to his ear and whispers "Paedophiles should get all the
punishment they deserve". "Tell me where my father is and this stops now" she
stares at him with those lovely blue eyes as if expecting a reply while Scott
suffers helpless in his own personal winded hell. Nnnnn nnnnngh Scott can't
reply even if he wanted to. Where was Ted when he wanted him, why hadn't he
come to rescue him? - the bastard was probably fucking that riding instructor.

***

"Really Ted?" Jenny asked sarcastically as I squared off against the toned
naked body of the short but heftily-built riding instructor. I hated that
expression. "If you feel lucky have another go" she told me, her magnificent
bare chest rising and falling taunting me with her raw femininity and there
was so much of it. "You should be well rested by now since you've spent most
of the time upon the floor" she sneered. The cutting insult stung deep. "No
woman gets the better of Ted Hawkins" I snarled as I approached her, trying
not to be distracted by her fit naked body and jutting nipples.

I tried to make a sudden grab for her head but instead found myself straining
against her arms as she intercepted me. "Give it up, Ted. I'm a strong woman
and you'll just have to acknowledge that" she told me with a smile as I
struggled and strained to gain control. Her biceps swelled up like smoothly
peaked mountains as she opposed me, my God they were almost as big as mine!
Jenny's hand grip was also phenomenally strong and almost had me wincing and
crying out in pain as she crushed my hands while holding me off with our arms
locked in a trial of strength. It was a trial that I felt myself losing as my
arms trembled trying to push against hers which remained rock steady while
exerting a steady strong pressure against me. A subtle twist of her thick
forearms threatened to overwhelm me. My arms began trembling as I pushed with
all my might as her forearms continued to tilt slowly while remaining as
steady as iron pillars bending my wrists back. I tried to resist as best I
could but it soon got to the point where I was forced to bend my knees or have
my wrists snapped.

"Oh dear, Ted. What happened there?" Jenny asked sarcastically while smiling
at me in condescension. I grimaced with my wrists burning and hurting in the
humiliating knowledge that this woman had once again got one over on me. "F
you" I growled through clenched teeth as her strongly swelling arms kept me in
an awkward semi-crouch before her. "Oh dear, such defiance. It really looks
like I will have to bring out the big guns" She told me. The next instant she
let go of my hands and while I was off-balanced wrapped the front of my neck
in a big thick arm, grabbed my wrist and then threw me backwards over her hip.
The caravan spun around me at nauseating speed as the small of my back rode
over her broad hip before I tipped upside down and the floor hurtled towards
my face. BLAM! I belly-flopped heavily onto the caravan floor. "Orphh!" the
impact knocked the air out of me leaving me helpless as the squat nude woman
grabbed hold of my legs and flipped me over with a twist of her mighty
forearms while slipping her big legs around my waist then sat down facing my
side.

"Ugnn!" I am shocked by how truly large and wide her thigh looks as I rest on
my back looking down at my trapped waist which looks so tiny compared her
massive thick thighs. Finding that I cannot fully inflate my diaphragm when I
breathe I press my hands against the thigh on top and find it like pushing
against a solidly built wall. The feel of her skin is silky smooth yet with an
absolute solidity just below. Those big legs are holding me firmly but not too
uncomfortably. I notice that she doesn't know that she needs to cross her
ankles to lock the hold. What an amateur! With a bit of pushing and shoving I
can break out of this. I try but to my dismay find the sheer weight of her big
leg keeps it firmly in place. "You're not getting out of that, Ted. Not until
I let you" Jenny told me sounding cocky.

"You listen here, you let me gOOOORRGH!" I groaned loudly as she crossed her
ankles and squeezed tight. The first jolt of power through her big toned
thighs was painfully paralyzing flattening my diaphragm in an instant making
breathing impossible. I arched my back and threw back my head with eyes
clenched and mouth open wide trying in vain to draw in air while Jenny's big
legs formed an iron vice of supreme irresistible force. Jenny watched with a
wicked smile upon her lips as she watched me squirm helplessly in her iron
hard grip. Frantically I rocked my body back and forth in frustration slapping
my hands against the massive rock hard mass that had flattened my middle. I
could feel my face turn red and heat up as her powerful legs crushed my gut
effectively suffocating me slowly. I tugged, pulled and slapped at the massive
walls of muscular flesh that were killing me but it was no use, each time I
fought against her legs Jenny tightened her scissors a little more. My mouth
was opening and shutting frantic for air but she wasn't even breathing hard.

"Strong aren't they Ted?" her voice asked over the pounding of my heart in my
ears. "Feel what over 30 years of riding and training horses does to a woman's
legs, Ted" she added as I thrashed like a fish out of water. With rising
desperation I felt her leg with my hands for a weakness while screwing my eyes
tight against the pain. Naarghh-no! I screamed internally, my lungs no longer
working. Beneath my palms I could feel Jenny's huge dense legs bulging with
massive slabs of muscle in her thighs and calves. Her thighs bulged so large
and felt so powerful as they continued to expand that I'm sure they were
displacing my vital organs to the point of internal injury. I felt my strength
fading fast and no longer had the energy to move. It felt like Jenny was
cutting me in two with her big iron hard legs. I was feeling dizzy with the
edges of my vision failing and my heart pounding in my ears with a taste of
nausea in my mouth. Yet strangely the sheer feminine power disabling me,
completely dominating me had my dick rock hard. She had beaten me and I was
passing out, there was nothing I could do so I gave up and waited for the
darkness.

But it wasn't too be, starting to drift on a pillow of warm fuzziness I slowly
became aware that I had been rolled onto my back a short squat naked strong
woman was straddling my chest. "Sorry about that Ted. Sometimes I just get
carried away with these big legs of mine. I keep forgetting that men aren't as
strong as horses" the blonde told me. I couldn't say anything; I was too busy
panting now that my breathing system was working again. Pinned beneath her, I
looked up as Jenny raised her right arm and flexed it. The sight of the
big-built nude flexing a massive thick bicep made my cock really ache for her.
"Oh Jenny I really want you" I moaned "I love you" I added. The narrowing of
her eyes and tightening of her mouth made me realise that had been a mistake.
"Love! What do you know about love? You were just using me" she shouted
angrily. Before I could respond she grabbed my head in her big arms then
rolled off to the side, her massive legs encircling my abdomen like thick
prison walls of steel, hard and heavy at my sides. "No please" I gasped as I
faced her and felt her legs lock and fold behind me gripping my body in a
tight leggy mantrap.

"Please Jenny, don't" I begged, I was absolutely terrified of feeling the
power of those huge slabs of leg again. "Too late, Ted" she said. Suddenly
rolling backwards onto her shoulders the massive walls that surrounded me
tightened immensely, squeezing like a clamp forcing the air from my lungs. To
my complete amazement I found myself rising as her big scary legs lifted like
a drawbridge hoisting my body completely into the air. Jenny stared at me
coldly while holding me aloft above her facing her. I was stunned by the sheer
power of her huge legs and strong back as she held my entire substantial
bodyweight clean in the air as steady as a rock. The enormity of her strength
had my cock rigid. Then with a wicked smile Jenny absolutely powered down
around my middle with a real car crusher of a squeeze that instantly had me
screaming for mercy until I had no air left inside. Her thighs were so thick
that they almost swallowed up my entire sides and so wide across the top that
I couldn't even get the span of my hand anywhere near across them. Nnnnarrrrrr
I strained writhing in breathless agony, a wilting human flag held aloft
between thick feminine tree-trunk legs. The sheer ferocious power flowing from
her thighs made me realise that these were real man-destroyers and she had me
beat bad. Arrghh it was so tight that I could hear and feel things cracking
and breaking in my back and chest. Oh God she was killing me! Again the
thought that this extraordinarily strong woman had once more completely
overwhelmed me had my dick rigid and throbbing even as I was suffocating in
her awesome legs. "Why Ted!" she chuckled "So hard!". With that she slammed me
back to the floor and released me.

I lay gasping while she flexed those big thick biceps once more in victory or
was she trying to further intimidate me? if it was it was working I felt so
weak and powerless against those strong muscles in her wonderful naked body.
"I hope you understand the order of things now" Jenny lectured. I was totally
beat and could only lie there feeling bust up. "Please no more, you win" I
gasped, my ribs hurting when I spoke where her legs had bust me. "That depends
on you telling me the truth" she told me then spread her legs wide open right
in front of my face. It was a most erotic sight looking at her exposed pussy
and my cock throbbed hard aching to get in there yet the tall thick canyon
walls of the insides of her legs leading up to it was formidable and
frightening. "Get your head in there, Ted. Put your face right there" she told
me patting her pussy. "No Jenny please no. Anything but that" the thought of
putting my head between those massive legs terrified me. That hairy pussy
leapt at my face too quick for me to avoid, like a hairy facehugger. My face
seemed to rush down a high walled corridor of dense female flesh until my face
was buried in her slick hairy patch and the walls caved in while my face slid
up over her crotch. Those huge solid thighs squeezed their way on either side
between my neck and my shoulders. That was a physical impossibility, they were
so tall and dense that they prised up my head stretching my neck even as they
crept up the sides of my lower face, so much that I really thought that they
were going rip my skull right off my neck.

Jenny didn't need to squeeze, those big legs leveraging my head up was painful
enough, she was an all-conquering power Goddess and I just wanted to submit to
her domination. "You know that tramp who tried to kidnap Josie, don't you?"
she asked, high soft voice tinged with steel. "NnnOWWWW!" I cried out aloud as
the muscular mass in her thighs bulged once more bearing down upon my trapped
neck with phenomenal pressure while they expanded upwards threatening to tear
my head off. "Arghhh OK OK arghh Yes Yes please" I was practically screaming.
The fierce pressure around my neck was making me dizzy. The sheer power of
Jenny's massive bulky legs was threatening to squash my neck flat and take
half my face with it. "Arghh yes I know him argghh please" I cried and to my
relief the compression eased to less head-popping proportions. "And you are
paedophiles?" she accused. "No" I replied placing my hands on her big legs
which were like high walls either side of my tortured neck. "Arghh No I swear
Nooooo!" I screamed as the pressure soared to even greater heights, her thighs
expanding so much that they choked my throat closed. "Kkkk Kkkk!" I croaked.
Thankfully the crush eased leaving me coughing with a sore throat.

"So why did your friend try to take her?" she asked. I tried to think of
something plausible but the pause clearly didn't impress her. "Nnnnnnrkk!" I
moaned as her big hungry legs squeezed again while Jenny pushed herself up
with her arms bringing even more pressure to bear. Oh my God! please no! I
wailed internally as her huge bulging thighs expanded further up the sides of
my head applying awful crushing pressure around my face and pressing my jaw
painfully from both sides. My crushed head must have looked tiny and misshapen
like an old-fashioned lightbulb between those massive swelling thighs.
"Nrkkkk!" was all I managed to force out of my crushed jaw. "Tell me the truth
Ted or I'll really let you have it" she warned. This woman's big bulky legs
were so packed with powerful dense muscle from working in the stables that I
knew she could bust my jaw and most of my face with it with ease. I felt the
thick slabs of her outer thighs swollen steel-hard with raw power while my
mouth ached from the pressure upon my jaw and teeth. I tapped on her thighs
praying to God that she would understand. The throbbing ache in my teeth
subsided a bit as she eased back the brutal pressure.

Those big muscular thighs were all I could see on either side of my vision
tunnelling my sight towards the bottom of her broad flat abdomen. I felt the
steel hard muscle beneath my hands surprised to find that I couldn't stop
caressing it and getting turned on. "Well? I'm waiting and I'm fast running
out of patience" Jenny told me. "The girl, ouch!" my jaw hurt when I tried to
speak. "Josie, yes?" she added. "Our boss, ouch!, told us to take her" I said
wincing in pain with every word. "Why?" Jenny queried. "Don't know" I replied.
"Bull! I think you do" she snapped and with that grabbed my head between her
huge legs and began to give me a real head-scissors. By that I meant that
Jenny was literally scissoring my head with her massive bulging thighs
squeezing against the sides of my face rather than my neck. "Nnnnargh!" it was
like my head was wedged in an industrial vice or a very narrow channel between
two stone walls, walls that were relentlessly squeezing inwards. "Orrrrrgh!"
so tight it felt like my cheeks would break.

My head angled up as Jenny raised herself onto her arms and powered down. I
slapped frantically at those wide thighs, wider than any wall crushing my ears
painfully into my skull and stressing the sides of my face making me really
scared that it was going to break. I also felt that I would burst a blood
vessel as I strained while my cheeks and jaw were compressed into a narrow
wedge. "Argh!" I screamed as Jenny swiftly drew her legs back to her chest
sending me hurtling towards her belly then sent dizzyingly from one side to
the other as she shook me like a terrier with a rag dog. "Arghh I give I give"
I cried tapping her leg totally broken and intimidated by the powerful strong
nude woman. I felt relief as she returned me back to the floor and opened her
big legs.

"Ouch!" I tried to open my mouth but it was stiff, hard to move. Jenny glared
at me impatiently. I tried again. "Professor, ouch! Her father has something
my boss wants, ouch!" my jaw was hard to work but I was terrified of her thick
muscular legs. "He was going to Ouch exchange the kid for it" I told her. "I
see" she murmured. I was too broke to do anything but to lay there and watch
her squat solid bulky body and thick strong legs remembering how they crushed
my middle flat as easily as squashing a tube of toothpaste. I had never
experienced a woman's legs as powerful as that before and the memory made me
hard. "So your boss is a criminal" Jenny pondered. I tried to laugh but it
hurt. "You could say that ouch! He's a banker" I replied. "I see" she replied
in a ponderous voice. Jenny lifted her big leg and moved it out to the side
then gently stroked her foot against the side of my face. I couldn't help but
follow the thick curves of her calves and the lines of the big swell of her
hamstrings. "So shapely" I gasped "so strong" I added as I felt her wide solid
thighs.

"That brings us to another thing, Ted" she told me still gently running the
side of calve alongside the side of my face. "You were just keeping me out of
the way, weren't you. I didn't mean anything to you" she accused. "That's not
true, ouch" I protested "I've really come to love you". "Bull!" she growled.
Quickly the calve at the side of my face slipped behind my head and pulled my
face right into her slick hairy love patch. When Jenny closed her thighs they
almost smothered my entire face. "Mmmaarghh!" I screamed as her thick legs
turned steely hard and crushed down upon my head with the most terrifying
pressure yet. "Mmmarghh!" I couldn't stop screaming, the splitting blinding
pain inside my head was so tense. "Oh yes Ted, yes" I heard her moan despite
the solid walls of female muscle crushing around my ears. "Mmmarrgh!" I
screamed myself hoarse at the intense pressure and the severe pain she was
inflicting, squeezing my skull between her steel hard walls of power. Jenny
became violent and animalistic as she went into the throes of orgasm.
Thrashing and writhing and arching her big muscular thighs scissored me
relentlessly with undescribable power that had me crying in tears at the
terrible pain. Squirming and moaning her big legs completely swallowed me.
"Ohhhh ohhhhhh ohhhh!" her moans of pleasure were so loud I could hear them
despite her inner thighs clamped to my ears as walls of female muscle writhed
and bulged around me. "Argghhh!" I gave one last scream as I felt the bone in
my skull shuddered and shake then finally give way.

**

"Bad Scott, bad pig-man!" the young Japanese girl scolded. CRACK! Her small
fist cracked sharply against the side of his jaw. Scott was shocked; she was
so wonderfully cute and such a petite slender thing yet so aggressive and
violent that it scared him. He never expected that punch. "Very bad!" she
scolded. WHUMP! Her small fist pounded his gut already weakened by Jackie. As
he crumples forwards, she grabs his head by the hair on each side and forces
him to look at her smiling face. "You are a very bad man. Very bad pig-man"
her big brown eyes with the appealing wide pupils glared at him. WHACK! A
stinging slap around the face followed by an immediate backhanded shook him
up. "You tried to take a little girl. I punish you, Japanese schoolgirl style"
she told him. CRACK! Her arm swung again slapping him hard.

While his cheek was stinging she grabbed his arm and turned around pulling it
over her slender shoulder then lent forward. Phoar! Scott felt her tight
compact backside thrust into his groin and it felt good, his dick growing
stiff in appreciation. With alarm he found himself rising onto the girl's
back, worried he would crush her, an overweight middle-aged man supported on a
slim young girl's back. His crotch slid up and pressed against her lovely
peach with his erection stiffening between her buttocks. Woah! In the next
split-second he was hurtling over her narrow shoulder and the ground rushed up
to meet his back BLAM! Ouch! Oh my God! She'd just thrown me, she'd just
thrown me! As he looked up along her long slender leg his dick went absolutely
rigid at the sheer dominant power of this cute little girl. Somehow all the
kicks just dazed him but that throw slammed into his dense brain that this
cute faced Japanese schoolgirl was a martial artist and that scared him
witless although he didn't understand his dick's reaction.

She still had hold of his hand and as he tried to get up she twisted it at the
wrist rotating his forearm and pressing it back past his shoulder while
pressing on the inside of his elbow. "Ouch!" he yelped as she controlled his
arm with confidence while crouching then kneeling astride his side. "You stay
down Scott" She told him with a giggle. With a sudden twist the girl rolled
off his body to one side hooking her shapely calves over his body across the
top of his shoulders close to his face and across the top of his chest then
leant back pulling his arm right up between the inside of her lovely slender
thighs then levering the back of his elbow over the mound of her crotch.
Keeping his arm stretched taut Shioreta-Hana applied expert control giggling
as she stressed Scott's arm over her crotch. Scott screwed up his eyes and
groaned and writhed in agony. "I can break your arm using just my pussy,
Scott" the young Japanese girl told him then burst into a fit of saucy
giggles. "Argh get off, get off!" he shrieked as his arm bent back painfully
in a manner it was not designed to do. "You do not tell me what to do, Scott.
My pussy is in charge here" she rebuked him then both girls burst into another
fit of laughter.

"Apologise" Jackie snapped sternly. With that the Oriental lifted her backside
off the ground raising the level of her crotch pushing up his elbow the wrong
way while she pulled back on his wrist straining the joint. "Argh!" Scott
shrieked "I'm sorry, I'm sorry". The girl just giggled with laughter while she
poured stress upon his elbow. "Argghhh!" his cries got louder as she began
gyrating her hips still with her crotch raised reducing Scott to tears of pain
and frustration at being immobilised in this way by a mere teenage girl. "Oh
please, please" he wept, the slightest movement causing intense bone-deep
agony. It felt like the bones and tendons in his elbow were grinding and
creaking, threatening to burst through the skin. "Heeheehee shall we dance,
Scott" the manically joyful oriental giggled as she arched up grinding his
stretched elbow joint. "OwwOwww! I'm sorry Owww!" he cried out aloud. "This
exercise all women should do. Keep their pussy fit and strong. Keep future
husband very happy. Stop him wandering to other women" she said then burst
into more giggles while continuing to wreck his arm. "Come on Scott flap those
wings" the young terror said then he Was shrieking in pain as she flapped his
arm up and down rapidly using her crotch as a fulcrum like she was pumping
water. "Oww! Oww! Please no oww! I'm sorry please I'm sorry" he cried
pathetically with genuine tears of agony rolling down his bright red chubby
chops. All the time girlish manic laughter tormented his ears.

Don't feel sorry for Scott, he deserves everything he gets. "Come on Jackie,
this is fun" she called out to her friend. To Scott's horror the strong bodied
teenaged blonde sat down upon his other side, grabbed his other wrist and
pulled his arm back between her beefy thighs. Hooking her legs over his middle
she powered back with her own brutal arm-bar that threatened to rip his arm
out of its socket. "Nooo! Oh God no!" he cried as both of his arms were
stretched out backwards on either side splaying him in an arm-straining
crucifix that had him howling in pain. Two pretty leggy teenage girls had him
so helpless and in so much pain while they laughed merrily as they tortured
his arms to breaking point. "Owww Owww!" he wept certain that his elbows would
never work again.

"'Ere what's that in your trousers? It's got quite a bulge there" the Japanese
arm-breaker exclaimed. Both girls burst out laughing in a saucy manner. "I
think he's packing" the blonde arm-breaker replied as she maintained her
agonising arm-bar. Both girls broke into more rather dirty laughter and
punished his arms for a bit more. "I better check he's not carrying a
dangerous weapon then" the lovely oriental then said. Scott found himself
being held agonisingly on the ground by the squat sturdy blonde with her big
meaty calve pressing against the bottom of his face as she held him helpless
on the ground. Suddenly to his horror he felt a hand upon the front of his
jeans and panics thrashing around yelping as Jackie tries to control him with
the arm-bar. WHUMP! "Orrrrrgh!" a punch to his gut stops him winded. "Keep
still; Scott or I'll hurt you" Shioreta-hana warns then unzips his flies and
opens them to expose his underpants, all the while he writhed in agony in the
blonde's arm-bar. "Ooh Jackie, there's quite a nasty bulge" she remarked
causing both girls burst into another fit of dirty giggles. In a saucy voice
she added "I think this piss-tool needs unloading safely" causing another
riotous outbreak of humiliating girly laughter.

A touch of the girl's hand upon his underpants sends Scott into a panic
fearful of being exposed and humiliated. He struggles as much as he can
without breaking his arm in the blonde's arm-bar but a wild kick catches the
Japanese girl on the thigh. "Ouch! you bad pig-man" she scolds then stands up
and walks around to his feet. Grabbing them both, she pulls his legs up
straight before sitting down facing him. In horror Scott saw her flat soled
black leather boot slide right down the middle of his splayed legs as she held
his feet apart heading straight for his nuts. Locked in Jackie's agonising
arm-bar there was nothing he could do. BAM! The sole of her boot struck square
against the base of his groin sending a sharp burst of pain through his
nutsack. "Oieeee!" He squeals at the violation. "Keep still Scott or the next
one will be much harder. I won't tell you again" Shioreta-hana warned. "OK?"
She stressed this by her boot pressing against his nuts. "Yes, yes" he gasped
hurriedly. Why do women always want to break his balls? He couldn't understand
it when all he wanted was a quick fuck. To his surprise she rolls the sole of
her boot on top of his package and begins to stroke his bulge gently. "Do you
like that Scott?" the lovely asked as her foot caressed the soft package
protruding like a small tent from his pants. "Of course you do" she said
softly. "Orrrr!" he sighed in contentment looking along the length of her
lovely slender leg as it moved with small subtle motion as her foot massaged
his privates making the bulge grow larger and stiffer. "Oww!" he yelped as
Jackie stressed his arm reminding him that they were humiliating him, forcibly
arousing him against his will. "Pleasure and pain" the blonde tormenting his
arm says "Shioreta-hana gives you the pleasure while I give you the pain". The
leg begins to gently prod his man-mound with her foot as well as stroking it.

It was with some disappointment that the girl stopped the boot-job, released
his feet and crept to kneel across his legs bringing her head close to his
groin. Suddenly he felt teeth close down around his erection through his pants
and start tugging at it. "No! no!" he panics scared that she is going to bite
his dick he tries to buck and writhe but Jackie's fierce arm-bar prevents him
from escaping. To his surprise, the teeth around his cotton-enclosed sausage
chomp softly, teasing and playful, tingling and exciting with an edge of
danger of a hard bite. "Ohhhh!" Scott gasped as with his sausage clamped
softly between her teeth, he feels her tongue sneak from between and flicker
lightly probing and prodding at his nylon-wrapped dong. "Ohhh!" he moans as he
succumbs to the fleet teasing sensations while the gymnast continues to keep
him in place. Never sucking or licking, the wet tactical tongue mere flickers
lightly in brief tantalising touches that have even greater impact. Her hands
take his whole clothed rod and pull it upright, stretching his pants, allowing
her tongue to flicker all around the shaft and tip. The sensations drive him
crazy as his erection stiffens getting more and more hard, straining against
his underpants.

Probing, touching all over, never quite sure where it would touch next. Scott
was quickly getting rock hard despite the pain in his overstretched arm. To
his relief the blonde let go of his arm which he found too stiff to move. "Ohh
suck it please" he begged to the oriental driving his dick wild. She stopped,
stared angrily at him, her hand around the base of his shaft. Without saying a
word while continuing to glare at him it very slowly slides the tip, touching
lightly. "Ohhh!" Scott moans as the feather-light touch is electric and he
tries to thrust his pelvis to work himself off in her hand. He yelps in fright
as thick athletic legs come around his neck from behind, one bends to wrap the
side of his neck in the crook of her knee with the leather boot held tight
across his throat as she locks it under her other knee. "Grkk!" he croaks as
Jackie squeezes tight. "You don't tell me what to do Scott" Shioreta-hana
tells him "I own you. I do whatever I like with you. You just take it, you
have no choice". Shioreta-hana's hand continued to move up and down with the
tips of her fingers lightly touching leaving an electric trail of tingles all
up his clothed shaft. All the while Jackie's thick strong legs squeezed his
throat making him feel so helpless. "You're my bitch, pig-man" the sweet
looking oriental told him "I make you hard, I break you. I do whatever I want
with you".

Leaning forward she began to unbutton his shirt working her wet slobbery
tongue slowly up his body. She seemed to know every point where the brief
touch of her tongue would cause the maximum stimulation. Reaching his nipples
she lingered flickering, licking, tantalising until his nipples jutted out and
he was moaning and thrusting his hips. She worked her way up, her tongue
flickering and getting into the tight gap between Jackie's muscular thighs and
his neck. "Oooh that tickles" Jackie cried then giggled. "You don't stand a
chance against me Scott" Shioreta-hana told him between fluttering licks
around his ear. "Japanese women know all the tricks to get a man hard" he
heard before his ear was full of a whooshing slurping sound. Locked between
Jackie's powerful thighs, he was helpless as the oriental's tongue flickered
all over and into his ear driving him insane with the tactile sensations,
thrusting his hips in sexual frustration.

The fleeting touches become longer drawn out licks. Scott is unable to avoid
or resist the overload of sensations on his skin. She seems to know every
place where her tongue will stimulate him the most. Her hand grabs hold off
his stiff bulge and slowly rubs up and down while stimulating his sensitive
points on his face with her amazing tongue. Facing him she licks all over his
face. Her tongue comes out of her cute mouth and dabs against the corner of
his lips then gently moves around to the front of his mouth, her lips briefly
brushing against his again and again causing exciting tingles of tactile
eroticism. Gently her tongue touches his lower lip then her top lip presses
against his as her tongue works the entrance of his mouth. Scott can't resist
meeting it with his own tongue as her tongue works its way around his lips
driving him wild. With his tongue sticking out in eager anticipation the tips
of their tongues meet in a lingering embrace that sends bolts of electric
eroticism straight down to his dick making it unbelievable stiff. The girl
opens her mouth and keeps pressing her lips to his her tongue dipping in and
out like a honeybee touching and wrestling with his.

Finally she grabs his jaw with her hands and forces his mouth wide open. He
sees her mouth open and that wet wriggling tongue get closer until her lips
seal with his in a sort of erotic kiss while her tongue licks around inside
stimulating his body swiftly to bursting point. She twists her mouth and lips
in a lingering kiss while her tongue flicks around inside before removing it.
In desperation, Scott thrusts humping her hand which she removes with a laugh.
"Oh I think his piss-tool is about to go off" she tells Jackie, both girls
burst into filthy laughter. To Scott's frustration, Jackie's powerful legs
unfurl themselves from his neck then both girls get to their feet leaving him
on the ground with a manically throbbing erection of epic proportions.
Shioreta-hana has aroused him so much with her tongue that Scott is
desperately aching for release but she stops and stands up laughing leaving
him with a massive throbbing erection unable to cum.

Desperate for release he leapt to his feet and grabbed her. "You little
cockteaser" he cried holding the little Japanese teen in his arms pressing his
face against hers kissing her passionately while she struggled in his arms.
His hands grab her small tight buttocks and pull her close so that her crotch
is against him and he begins to thrust his groin against her, dry-shagging her
in a desperate to cum. BAM the toe of a boot slams between his legs from
behind blasting his balls against the underside of his body. "Oooooeee!" he
wails as it hits his gonads solidly like a like a bunch of grapes trapped
between a hammer and an anvil. As the sickening ache radiates throughout his
body, Scott lets go of Shioreta-Hana which was probably not a good idea.
Looking very angry, the slight-looking Japanese girl powered her small but
hard knee straight up between his legs with surprising force. WAM! "Ooooee!"
he cries out again in agony. WHACK! Immediately his balls are kicked from
behind again, a kick with power that makes his nads want to shrink back inside
his body. WHAP! The oriental instantly snaps a front kick with the toe of her
boot hammering up between his legs into his sore throbbing nads. "I like
football hehehehe" she giggles. WHAP! Instantly a boot swings between his legs
from behind again.

WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP! Scott is caught in a pincer movement between two girls
delivering a non-stop agonising barrage of leather boots clinging to the shape
of curvy calves kicking his balls. The oriental girl snaps sharp stinging
kicks from the front while the athletic blonde delivers brutally strong
ball-mashers from the rear. WHAP WHAP WHAP! The fast repetitive rhythm of
boots thudding into a human body beats out like a loud metronome. Mostly the
kicks batter his balls alternately in a constant bombardment that leaves him
paralysed in agony unable to escape trapped between two pairs of hard kicking
legs. Sometimes their kicks land at the same time mashing his aching balls
between the hard boot toes that leave him screaming in torment as he thinks
his balls will explode. Suddenly he finds the pretty blonde sliding around in
front of him, her athletic body close to his. Turning her back to him she
reaches up to grab his neck with a thick bare strong arm then cruelly powers
the sole of her boot back with an awful crushing of his painful nads. As if
that wasn't enough the pretty Japanese girl immediately moved in front and
quickly spun around with a little jump. A leg span out as she turned away and
blasted an agonising back-kick into his balls. "Orrgag!" he wailed as a severe
agonising throb hammered in his crotch.

With a bright red face that looked like it was melting with its screwed-up
eyes and downturned mouth open in a silent wail of agony, Scott began to
crumple up while the girls continued their twin ball-busting assault. Folding
over his ruined balls, a pair of short but thick strong looking bare thighs
with black leather boots below stepped into his vision. With mind numbing
terror he watched helplessly as a shiny black boot left the ground and rose at
frightening speed and unleashed a terrible high kick that nearly ripped his
head off. His head followed by his upper body whipped back so fast that he
nearly passed out as his mind spun at nauseating speed. Stumbling around in a
complete daze like an imbecile, his legs threatened to turn to water.

"Wow Jackie that was really good" Shioreta-hana remarked as Scott tried to
steady himself and remain upright. "Watch this Jackie" he heard her say and
when he looked his heart nearly stopped as the cute Oriental's lovely slender
leg rockets skywards in a deadly blur. Her foot shot high over his head as her
leg points vertically upright pulling her denim shorts tight over her crotch,
the shape of her mound causing painful jerks of desire in his abused manhood.
The top of her lovely thigh rests against the front of her body as she holds
her leg upright like a flagpole or an executioner's axe poised over Scott's
head like a death sentence. In that pose of groin stirring flexability, the
fresh-faced girl looks lethal, her small shorts stretched tight over her
crotch cock-hardening which is painful with busted balls, her skill deadly.
"No!" he wails in fright as the leg drops at great speed hurtling down. WHAM!
"Eeeiioow!" he shrieks as the heel of the boot pounds into the crook of his
neck in an explosion of pain that sends bolts of shock shooting throughout his
body and drives him flat to the ground in less than a second.

"Wow! That was awesome" he hears Jackie say. Barely conscious Scott feels
hands grab his head and thick brawny arms shove it between big powerful legs
close to the knees which seize his skull like a steel clamp. He's vaguely
aware of someone leaning over his back and arms wrapping around his middle.
"Woah!" he yelps becoming aware as he feels his back end being lifted off the
ground and rotating into a vertical position, upside down while his head is
clamped hard between strong legs. His body folds forward at the waist which
Jackie holds close to her chest. "Arghh!" he cries as the thick walls of bare
teen girl muscle swell and crush on both sides of his skull. As hands clutch
uselessly at her thick bulging thighs. "Wow Jackie you are so strong!" the
oriental says in awe. Suddenly those terrifying strong legs unclamp from his
head and he finds himself being swung around like a human pendulum before she
tosses him to the ground like an unwanted toy to the amusement of the of the
pretty oriental. "That's so cool Jackie" she laughs.

Scott is totally beat, unable to move a muscle. "Get up, Scott. Let's play
more" he hears Shioreta-hana tell him. "Please leave me alone, for the love of
God" he weeps. "You are a very bad pig-man, God might forgive you but I don't"
she replied then seized his wrist. Scott yelped as his hand was bent back
sharply at the wrist and his arm pulled straight, stressing it at the elbow
with the crook of her other arm. Forcing him to his feet she told him "Get up
lazy pig-man or I break it". No sooner had he got to his feet then the girl's
lovely slender body pressed against his. He felt her turn her side into him as
she pulled his arm up then whipped it down in front of her while bumping her
hip. Scott went flying over her hip at high speed back to the ground. BAM! His
back hit the hard sun-baked soil knocking the stuffing from him.

With no mercy, the slender teen sat in the middle of his back facing his feet,
then grabbed them and began to pull them back. "Heeheehee we wrestle, yes
Scott?" she giggled manically. Tucking one foot under each arm, she pulled
them back while pressing down against the ground with her legs increasing the
tension as she forces his body to bend backwards off the ground, legs first.
Raising herself into a crouch she forces him roll back to his belly bending
his spine painfully. "Argh!" Scott slammed his palms against the ground in
frustration sure that his back would break. Yet the little girl pushed herself
up even more that had Scott screaming as his body rolled back so that only his
upper chest was in contact with the ground. "Argh please no please" he wept
openly ashamed that such a young girl was causing so much pain. Of course she
kept applying the hold without mercy while laughing with glee. "Heeheehee you
all stiff like an old man" she giggled "You need limbering up, heeheehee".
"Argh! No!" he shrieked as more lancing pain went shooting up his curved
spine. Then he heard Jackie's voice "Let's show the pervy old man how flexible
a young girl is". This was followed by some whispering and giggles. He knew
that this meant that he wasn't going to like it but at that moment all he
cared for was for the terrible pain in his back to stop, as it was beginning
to cramp.

He signed with relief when his legs were lowered back down to the ground, but
any thought of escape or revenge was dashed when still holding his ankles, the
Japanese girl twisted his legs, forcing him over onto his back. She began to
walk around behind his head. Scott tried to move to escape but winced in pain
as his abused back protested. Shioreta-hana sat down behind him and a
beautiful pair of well shaped black leather slipped around the sides of his
neck, one folded across his throat like a shutting gate and locked tight under
the boot on the other side. "You keep still and watch, Scott" she told him
then the leggy noose tightened with a ferocious grip that had him choking. His
hands clasped her wonderful bare thighs surprised to find them as hard as
steel. How could such a lovely legged thing like her squeeze so tightly?
"Jackie is not the only one with strong legs. You keep still and watch or I
knock you out" she warned then relaxed her grip to a firm hold that let Scott
appreciate the warmth and smoothness of her bare thighs.

While Shioreta-hana held Scott in a figure-4 head-scissors with her lovely
legs Jackie stood astride his and bent forward, placing her hands either side
on the edges of his waist. One could easily mistake her thick arms for puppy
arm if not for their firmness, well defined shoulder caps and the thick
swelling of her forearm. "Orghh!" he groaned as she threw herself up into a
handstand with the full bodyweight pressing down upon his sides. Her forearms
rippled and swelled into a dense and vaguely triangular shape while her upper
arms bulged with softly shaped yet thick firm powerful looking shapes that
young girls surely shouldn't have. As disturbing as these were to Scott, the
lines of her legs were mesmerising and grabbed his attention. They were so
full and beautifully shaped yet with the thick swell of her large thigh
muscles so very evident. Somehow the contrast of the power of her thighs with
the softly curving and feminine shape was sexually exciting and had Scott
groaning internally with lust. Phroar! He thought as he let his hungry eyes
roam down to her calves finding added sexy allure of the semi-teardrop shape
of her calves clad in slinky black leather. Orrrrrr! I'd love to give that a
bloody good seeing to, he thought as his eyes saw the way her tight denim
shorts clung to her compact backside following the crease between her buttocks
which looked like a pair of hard looking cannon-balls.

With her backside facing him, Jackie slowly open her strong shapely legs into
a V shape, keeping them absolutely straight and rock steady. As indeed was her
whole body, it didn't shake or wobble or anything as she kept herself raised
upon her arms, those sexy legs looking so hot with bare thighs and black boots
just got wider apart. Despite the brutal beating to his balls just minutes
ago, the sight of a female gymnast doing a handstand over his body and opening
her legs wide had Scott's dick stiffening rapidly. With such a close-up view,
by the time those deadly muscular legs were perfectly horizontal pointing out
in opposite directions like sexy curvy handles of a scooter. Scott's dick was
absolutely rigid. Jackie carefully turned around to face Scott. As soon saw
her fully opened legs and exposed crotch, his erection began twitching and
moving of its own accord. It was the sexiest sight he'd ever seen. "Urrghh
urrghhh urghh" he forced out a groan while carefully thrusting his crotch
without upsetting the girl. "Oh boy, Scott's going blow" the Japanese girl
scissoring him said and drew her legs tighter around his neck.

Jackie's legs closed smoothly yet quickly from horizontally apart to together
vertically, her thick thighs looking latently strong and dangerous. Without
warning, Jackie suddenly threw herself into a front somersault bringing her
legs up at the knees and holding onto them as she rotated like a ball. Time
slowed down for Scott as in horror he watched as her knees plummeted towards
his stomach so fast that he didn't have time to scream. WHUMPFH! The impact
was dreadful as both knees slammed deep into his gut. His body naturally tried
to bolt upright but his neck is caught tight in Shioreta-hana's slim but
strong legs and his body's natural reaction slams his throat hard against her
rigidly held leather riding boot. Things fade fast but he hears their voices
even after his vision had closed down. "Oh you've broken him Jackie, I wanted
to play some more" "You should meet my brother. Bobby would just love to play
with you" girlish giggles mock him as the dark envelops him.

***

Angel finished reading the report on her phone then glanced up at Jim's
whiteboard. A known thug Ted Hawkins had been admitted to hospital and given
Banking immunity stopping the Police from interviewing him when he finally
comes around with broken ribs and severe fractures to the skull. It was the
other one admitted with him that interested her as it matched the description
of a spotty faced man with broken spectacles who had attacked Lady Helen's
stable maid during the Police investigation with Jim [JIMP#7] and also that of
an intruder Matron Caroline Charles reported stopping around the same time as
Government thugs murdered Sir Nigel Forbes-Willington the Junior Minister for
Law & Order [JIMP#10] while recovering in hospital after getting beaten up by
his mistress and personal aide[JIMP#9]. Hawkins was known to work for Sir
Anthony Jones who worked for The Dark Bank but seemed to have his own interest
in the Bristlingdown hoarde. He'd been warned off once [JIMP#21] maybe it was
time to pay closer attention to him and his band of thugs.

*** Jim ***

They marched us off the strange futuristic black triangular aircraft into
tropical heat and sunshine, the soldiers pushing us around with their
semi-automatics, sneering at us. I heard one remark "more fresh meat" as we
were forced to put on orange overalls then lined up before a rostrum where
some high ranking officer addressed us. "Welcome to Guantanamo bay, gentlemen.
You are now the permanent guests of the U.S. Air Force, although the U.S.
Government will officially deny all knowledge of you. Don't winge about
violation of your human rights. You have no rights, you no longer exist as far
as your Governments are concerned. You have officially fallen off the radar as
far as the outside is concerned. Failure to co-operate will result in
permanent cessation of life" he told us. "Have a nice day" he added without
irony. "Take them to their cells" he directed a lesser ranking officer.