The SWAT Team, part 3
By Madcat
Male cops get taught a lesson by their female colleagues.


Annie did everything possible to revive her failing team. After their
humiliating defeat in the battle of the sexes, she gave the men a day off.
Then the sergeant put the ladies thru a grueling day of PT capped off with a
stern warning against any fraternization with the boys. All the women left the
class that day believing that things could return to normal again. The next
day proved them wrong as rain.

The male's performance in the next day's training sunk to new lows. They
seemed unwilling to compete with their female colleagues. Even on the shooting
range, the men came in dead last. Martial arts training hit rock bottom. Every
chance they got, the ladies beat and humiliated their male opponents. Annie
tried to reduce the girl on boy contact but it didn't help. She ended the
class a half hour early to avoid further female domination of the men. But it
was too late. The karate class had lit the fuse.

Sofia started the ball rolling when she pulled David aside just after class.

"I want a rematch." She told the compliant male. Her defeat at David's hands
still bugged her. Sofia hated to lose.

"What?" David responded not quite understanding her request.

"I want another chance at you. My loss has been eating me up." She said.

"No thanks. I'm really bushed." He lied. David like the other men wanted to
stay as far away as possible from these pretty ladies.

"Don't be a wimp, David." Came a female voice to his right. He turned to see
the lovely Jenny standing there. She came over and grabbed his arm and started
to walk him back upstairs. David didn't resist the larger blonde.

"Jenny's going to referee the match." Sofia announced. David knew such a
contest didn't require a referee. Jenny just wanted to be part of the fun. And
it didn't take long to start. The girls had the mats and equipment still out
and David bent down to put his gloves on.

"Boy, its hot in here." Jenny said. "Why don't you guys shed your uniforms?
Make this a little more fun."

Sofia agreed and her amazon friend started stripping the smaller male without
waiting for his consent. David thought about protesting but knew it would just
make things worse. The girls called the shots. Jenny had poor fellow stripped
down to his jock strap in record time. She even removed a pair of shorts he
wore under his sweats. David felt naked and vulnerable in front of the
powerful blonde. Flashbacks of his submission to this dominant female ran thru
his mind.

"Keep this little guy safe." Jenny whispered in his ear at the same time
giving him a gentle squeeze. David felt himself growing aroused at her touch.
Looking over at Sofia didn't help. The little Mexican wore tiny black panties
and matching bra. Her brown skin looked perfect. David fumbled to get his
gloves on and met her in the middle of the room.

The two combatants met in the middle of the room and traded blows. Sofia
quickly gained the upper hand in this skirmish. David found it difficult to
hit such a sexy woman but Sofia had no such inhibitions. The crafty female
fighter occasionally threatened a low blow which kept him off guard. She
realized that her punches scored more often than not and ratcheted up the
pressure. Before long David had switched entirely to defense and often his
blocks missed by a fraction of a second. He slowly retreated from the more
aggressive female.

David desperately wanted to win this battle but he knew now that wasn't going
to happen. Sofia fought a brilliant fight while he struggled with basic
timing. She started to mixing some kicks into her assault with devastating
effect. The battered male thought for a second about taking a dive but his
male ego kept him on his feet. Then he caught a break. Sofia got careless and
threw a sloppy kick which David caught with his left hand. He smiled at the
helpless girl as he lifted her leg higher. But Sofia wasn't as helpless as she
appeared. The little girl used her awesome flexibility to lean over and punch
the surprised male in the nose.

The amazing blow staggered her male foe and he lost the hold on her leg. Sofia
followed up with a punishing combination of kicks and punches that sent David
to his knees. The battle was over and both combatants knew it. Sofia decided
to take it easy on her honorable opponent. She had learned a lot from him over
the last 3 weeks. The beautiful female gently pushed him over with her foot so
that her prey now lay on his back.

"Give up." She asked looking down at David.

He nodded in reply as he sucked back tears. The pain and humiliation of the
defeat almost overwhelmed him. The smallest girl on the team had beaten him
with relative ease.

"Looks like I'm now the master and you're the student." Sofia said straddling
his shoulders and thrusting her panty clad pussy into his waiting mouth. David
knew what the victorious female expected from her vanquished foe.

Jenny bid the couple farewell and departed the room in a hurry. A part of her
wanted to join the fun but she had bigger fish to fry. The big blonde focused
on her fiancé Mark. She could not help thinking last night as they made love
what things would be like if she took control. Her old passive self, which
usually came out as soon as she left work, no longer fit with her new attitude
towards men. Jenny decided to teach her future about his new role in her life.

She arrived home and jogged into their small house. Jenny found Mark busily
working on his PC. She kissed him passionately and led him upstairs. He hadn't
seen much of his live in girl friend lately and he eagerly followed. The
couple both stripped down to their underwear and jumped in bed for a quick
warm up. Mark didn't notice that anything was amiss until Jenny asked if he
wanted to wrestle.

"What are you talking about?" He asked surprised.

"I got to wrestle a couple of the guys on SWAT and I won. It was a lot of fun
beating the boys. So I wondered how I would do against you." She replied.

Mark just laughed, half thinking that some horny cops let her win. Mark played
football in college and enjoyed quite a size advantage over his lovely
girlfriend.

"Honey, you don't stand a chance against me. Heck, the SWAT guys probably let
you win." He replied anxious to get on with the rock n' roll.

Jenny drew away from him with a hurt look. "No action until we wrestle."

Mark got to his knees and looked down on the lovely blonde. "OK, sweetheart.
You win. Lets just knee wrestle on the bed? That way you won't get hurt."

"OK with me." She said with a grin. Mark thought the smile was directed at him
and his concern but he got it wrong. Jenny had other thoughts on her mind.

The two lovers locked arms in the middle of the bed and Mark got a taste of
exactly how strong his girl had become. Her arms bulged as the two sought to
over power each other. The rest of Jenny's tanned skin rippled with muscles he
had never seen before as they both poured everything into this titanic
struggle. His eyes gravitated to her huge breasts, which seemed to swell even
bigger with her exertion. The small white lace bra looked ready to pop. Mark's
manhood swelled with anticipation at this marvelous spectacle of femininity.

The larger male pushed with all his might but could not force her down and
claim his prize. Then an incredible thing happened. His sweet little
girlfriend started to take control. His out of shape muscles just could not
match hers. The stronger girl twisted him sideways and on to his stomach. Then
she bent his highly fatigued right arm behind his back and sat triumphantly on
his rear end. Jenny had defeated her much larger boyfriend in just 90 seconds.

"Submit!" She demanded in a tone that poor Mark had never heard before. He
panicked for a second and tried to rise but Jenny weighed too much. Plus, she
increased the tension and pain in his arm.

"I submit." He wheezed in disgust. The one sided battle had winded him. The
ex-football player still could not believe that he had submitted to the
ex-cheerleader.

Jenny jumped off and rubbed her hands together. "I knew I could take you." She
laughed.

Her derision had the desired effect on the still proud male. "You are a lot
stronger than I thought but that was not a real match. Lets go down to the
basement and do this for real." He replied getting off the bed and wringing
out his arms.

Jenny jumped lightly off the bed and beckoned her man to follow. The couple
had a little workout room in the basement. The big man followed his lovely
girlfriend downstairs admiring her beautiful derrier clad in white lace
panties. For the first time he notice how well muscled her backside had
become. His mind returned to her SWAT story. If it was true, he could be in a
lot of trouble.

The couple cleared some stuff out the way and sized each other up. Jenny's
cheery confidence plus her new found strength scared the larger male. He just
could not bear the thought of losing to his pretty little girlfriend. She
looked up at him and saw fear. The blonde knew she could defeat him after over
powering him in bed. Her skill, strength and stamina well exceeded his. The
only questioned that remained was how Mark would accept losing.

They took positions at the opposite ends of the room. He closed cautiously
somehow aware of the girl's superior abilities. She advanced provocatively
massaging her breasts thru her bra. Jenny wanted to show him just how turned
on she was. But Mark saw this as arrogance and charged.

He grabbed her leg and the force of the charge knocked her down. Jenny wrapped
an arm around his neck as she fell. For a fleeting second Mark thought he had
his lovely girlfriend. But then she began to exert control via her arm lock on
his neck. Jenny powered out of his hold and rolled him on to his stomach. She
could have forced a submission at the point using a choke hold but the proud
female wanted to have some fun.

Big Mark's worst fears came true as Jenny seemed to have him completely under
control. His fiancée's weight kept him pinned to the ground and he couldn't
budge her steely arm around his neck. He had no idea how much his pretty
little Jenny had changed or just how bad things could get. Mark felt his
female foe shift a little on top of him and a pull at his boxers.

"What are you doing?" He asked with some difficulty.

"I'm stripping you naked." She replied calmly as she released her opponent.
Jenny stood over her naked boy friend holding his boxers.

"But why." He asked gazing up at his proud and beautiful woman.

"Because after I beat you wrestling we are going to have sex." She replied,
twirling the boxers on her finger and waiting for him to rise.

"Honey, we could go have sex right now." Mark said, hopefully, getting to one
knee. He wanted this terrible experiment to end.

Jenny moved in quick and grabbed his hair, tilting his head back. She stuck
her enormous breasts in his face and said, "You don't quite understand, honey.
First I'm going to force you to submit to me. Then we will have sex my way for
a change."

Then the powerful little girl threw him to the ground. The badly frightened
man jumped back up suddenly galvanized by fear. He gazed down at his girl.

"Have you gone crazy?" He cried.

"Lets see shall we?" Jenny said while advancing on her male victim.

He retreated before her. The bigger male realized he had no chance against the
stronger female. Finally Jenny cornered Mark and pushed him back against the
wall. She pinned his wrists above by his ears despite his desperate resistance
and pressed her body against his. Jenny reached up on her tiptoes and kissed
her fiancée deeply. Mark could not help but respond to this sensual advance.
His manhood returned to a full state of arousal and his tongue probed her
mouth.

After about a minute in this erotic embrace, Jenny broke off the kiss and
planted both feet firmly on the ground.

"Was that fun for you? It feels that way." She said teasingly. The blond vixen
then rubbed against his enlarged manhood. His body started to tremble and she
backed off, careful not to drive him too far.

The dominant female twisted him around and tossed him face first into the wall
just like would a criminal. Then she woman handled naked male back to the
middle of the room and forced him to his knees. All the while Jenny kept his
right arm locked behind his back.

"Submit!" She demanded of her future husband.

"Yes, anything you want." He replied gripping his sore right shoulder.

"Good." Jenny said as she released him. "Now kiss my feet and tell me that you
love me."

The vanquished male looked up at his girl friend with a mixture of
astonishment and fear. Her steely blue eyes, large breasts and voluptuous
figure projected power as well as beauty. A protest died on his lips and he
found himself complying with her wishes. Jenny admired her handiwork. The
domination of her boyfriend had been easier than expected. She liked the feel
of her naked boyfriend groveling at her feet but she needed more.

"Now take my panties off with your teeth." She ordered.

Again, the man complied instantly. He tried the sides first but could not make
much progress. Mark gripped the back of the panties in his teeth and slid his
face down her incredibly taut buttocks. Next he went around the front and
repeated this. The feel of her hair against his face brought him to a new
level of excitement. The panties fell quickly and he looked back up at her for
new instructions. Jenny had removed her bra while he had labored on her lower
half. She placed a foot on his shoulder and gently laid him on his back.

The victorious girl mounted his shoulders and smiled. "Eat me." Jenny ordered.

For a moment Mark's male ego returned. "No, please, not like this." He begged,
not wanting to be forced to perform this service. But he was no longer in
control. The girl called the shots now and she lowered her self onto the
waiting male. Mark eagerly performed for his dominant girlfriend despite his
earlier protests.

Jenny rubbed her nipples as waves of pleasure swept thru her entire body ... .

Desiree had no intention of being left out of tonight's events. She could tell
what her female colleagues were up to and she let it be known that Derrick
belonged to her. Desiree approached the handsome black man on his way to the
showers.

"Hi Derrick." She said. "You want to come over my place for some dinner
tonight?"

He looked up at the taller girl and paused for a second. Derrick already had a
date for the night and he really didn't want to break it. Desiree's size and
strength had always intimidated him. His humiliating loss to Sofia magnified
his fear. He wanted nothing to do with these SWAT ladies.

"Sorry, I have other plans. Maybe some other time." He said trying to sound
nice.

But Desiree would not accept no for an answer. She put a strong arm around his
shoulder and led him towards the exit.

"Well, you can just call and tell her something came up. Your mine tonight
sweetheart." She said with an imperial air. Derrick let himself be led away.
He wanted anything to avoid another physical confrontation with this girl. He
had bested her the last time but deep down he that was a fluke. Desiree ran
faster, lifted more and had trained harder than he did.

They got in her car and drove to her house. Things started to go awry as soon
as they got inside.

"Lets get you out of the sweaty clothes." Desiree said as she started to
disrobe him. Derrick still hoped this would be a conventional sexual encounter
and he played along. Something about her demeanor though told him that she had
different plans. The big girl step back and studied his nakedness.

"Umm, that looks good." She said, smiling. "I want you to do me like you did
little Sofia."

Derrick looked up at the statuesque woman. Desiree wore heels and a big hair
do that made her seem almost a foot taller than him. The smaller male felt
weak and helpless as he stood naked in front of this awesome female. But he
summoned his courage nonetheless. He knew this would be his last chance to
exert his male authority.

"No, what Sofia did to me was wrong. I don't do that. So why don't you just
take off your clothes and we'll get it on right here on the couch." He said as
he reached for the bottom of her sweatshirt. His hands never made it. The big
girl grabbed them and brought them up to shoulder height.

"After everything that's happened, I thought you would be more agreeable." She
said as she forced his arms downward. He resisted with everything he could
muster but the amazon was just too strong. Desiree smiled as she forced him to
his knees.

"This is your last chance, lover. We can do this the easy way or the hard
way." She said before tossing him backwards. Desiree quickly removed her sweat
pants and shirt. She looked down on him wearing only white panties and a bra.
A part of her wanted the weaker male to pick the hard way.

And he did not disappoint her. Derrick scrambled to his feet and raised his
fists in response. He would never voluntarily submit to a woman. Desiree
kicked off her high heels and assumed her karate stance. The smaller male
relaxed slightly. He no longer felt like he fought a giant.

"Bring it on." She said quietly.

Derrick threw a quick jab to test her defenses and she dodged. Worse, the big
girl slammed him with a counter punch that snapped his head back. He waded
back in and threw a few more ineffectual shots that the skilled female either
blocked or let bounce off her strong shoulders. Her sharp counter attacks hurt
him badly. The experience boxer could tell that the girl outclassed him and he
searched for a weak spot that he could exploit. Derrick never found it.
Instead, Desiree's fist drove deep into his stomach causing him to double
over. A forearm smash laid out the hapless male.

When he came to, Desiree sat naked on the couch. She cradled him between her
legs. "Are you ready to be a good boy now?" She asked in a kind voice.

All he could do was nod.

"Good, now go to it." She said spreading her legs. He reluctantly complied
with her orders. His body ached from all the blows he had taken in the last
couple of days. Desiree's pleasure moaning came as a relief form all the
violence he had sustained. She had never experienced such erotic bliss.
Derrick spent much of the evening with his head buried between her legs.

Annie showered alone in the ladies locker room. She had no idea what happened
to the other girls on the team. They usually showered together. Annie wished
to get their thoughts on the men and their poor performance. The sergeant let
the hot warm water wash over her hard but feminine body. She worked to stay in
shape and got a boob job following her divorce a couple of years ago. Unlike
many women her age, Annie loved her body. The sergeant's soapy hands began to
pay special attention to her most sensitive spots.

Her eyes closed as she tried to relax. Familiar images of women dominating men
in combat sprang up just as they had done last night. And, just like last
night, her hands began to work her erogenous zones. Visions of the handsome
John submitting to and servicing Annie filled her mind as she shuddered with
pleasure. A guilty feeling came over her as she opened her eyes. The sergeant
half expected to see someone watching her. But she saw no one and quickly
dismissed the guilt. Everyone was entitled to their fantasies even if hers had
a distinctly kinky flavor.

Then a thought hit her concerning her female team members. Judging from recent
history, it became clear that she was not the only woman to harbor such
dominant desires. Annie hurried out of the shower and threw on some clothes.
The sergeant stealthily entered the men's locker room. She had to confirm that
the boys were present and accounted for. But Annie found only John sitting on
a bench wearing a cute little pair of briefs. His head rested on his hands,
deep in thought.

"Where's is Derrick and David?" She asked startling John.

His facial expression changed from surprise to concern as he stared at the
woman who had dominated him two nights ago. "I think you know where they are
at." He shot back sarcastically.

Annie followed his vision and started to understand his concern. She stood
before him wearing the same sweats and under shirt that she wore that fateful
night. Her wet body made the undershirt almost transparent highlighting her
glorious chest. Even worse, the cool air made her nipples rock hard. John was
obviously concerned that Annie had come back for seconds.

The boy showing remarkable courage stood up and faced his sexy sergeant. His
bikini cut briefs looked almost feminine to the older woman. It gave John, who
had an almost perfect body, an overwhelming sex appeal.

John continued, "I'm quitting. This is not what I signed up for."

"You can't quit. It would ruin the team." She replied desperately.

"We don't have a team anymore. You saw to that. Anyways, you can't stop me."

Deep down she knew the boy was right. But that really didn't matter. If he
quit, the other men would soon follow and her wonderful little experiment with
social engineering would be over. Annie could not let that happen. Her career
would be in deep trouble.

She reached over and put a hand on his shoulder. "Lets talk about this
tomorrow. You have had a rough day." She said trying to use the carrot.

John backed away. "No." He replied. "There is nothing more to say. I'm done."

Annie discarded the carrot and tried the stick approach. She stepped up right
in his face and said, "I can stop you if I want. Don't make it come to that."

The unfortunate male could feel her boobs pressing into his chest. This simple
contact aroused him and undermined his will to resist. John had backed himself
into a corner by getting emotional and making this an issue tonight. He wasn't
a good enough liar to get any thing past the sergeant and he couldn't back
down either. So he tried to push her back before his courage ran out.

On any other woman his move may have worked. Annie's karate skills allowed her
not only to dodge the attack but also to use his own momentum to throw him
across the room. Luckily, John also possessed some skill at this kind of
thing. He rolled with the landing and sprang back up no worse for the wear.

"So you want to play rough, eh." Annie said, not mentioning that she
definitely wanted to play rough with the bikini clad John. This gave her a
chance to live her shower fantasies.

John didn't want to play rough especially with his sergeant. But she attacked
with a couple of fast kicks before he could end the conflict. Reflexively he
blocked her attacks and swept her legs. For the first time John had the
advantage over his tough female adversary.

Annie was shocked as she fell on her butt. Over confidence had gotten the
better of her. She had to roll over fast to dodge a leg stomp aimed at her
belly. Almost at the same time Annie launched a side kick that caught the
advancing male in the stomach, driving him back. The girl got to her feet to
find her foe doubled over from her last blow. Annie launched a half power snap
kick aimed at his head. She thought the kick would be enough to finish the
weakened male with out hurting him.

Instead the wise guy caught the kick. His wounded posture had been a clever
ruse. He immediately twisted her foot and rolled her over. Annie fell to all
fours and John jumped on top of her. He didn't waste any time with his next
attack. The boy grabbed her sweats and yanked them down around her ankles.
This thwarted her escape attempt by restricting her movement. John used his
leg power to roll her over onto her back. Again, Annie's shackled legs made
resistance impossible. She allowed the upstart male to pin her while she
plotted a counter attack.

John smiled big time as he looked down on his captive sergeant. He never
expected to be in control of his female nemesis. The excited male scooted up
just enough to pin her strong arms under his shins. This freed his hands for
more fruitful endeavors like massaging her big breasts.

"Look who's on to top now." He gloated. "Submit to me."

"Yeah, right." Annie replied. The girl had stealthily removed her sweats while
John had consolidated his position. She brought her legs up and wrapped them
around the unsuspecting male. Then Annie pushed him off to the side. This
freed her arms which ensured her escape. Poor John ended up on all fours with
Annie on top.

The female grappler quickly went for the pin. She slipped a hand between his
legs and got him in a cradle hold forcing his shoulders to the ground. He
tried to push out of the hold but her strong arms contained him. Annie held
the boy helpless with his butt in the air and one of her melons mashed into
his face.

"Give up?" She asked calmly.

"Yes." Came the muffled response.

Annie released her foe and got to her knees, ready for more action. John sat
up and looked at his female adversary. She looked magnetic clad only in
panties and the undershirt. The boy felt disappointment that she had bested
him after the pin so he accepted her challenge and went at her. They locked
arms while still on their knees. John realized his mistake in engaging the
stronger female this way. His subconscious mind still did not comprehend that
this smaller girl could be stronger than him. She quickly took control and
landed him on his stomach. Annie then lifted his arms behind his back and
forced another submission.

This one sided wrestling continue for another 10 minutes. The more powerful
female forced her hapless male opponent to submit seven times with a number of
painful arm and leg locks. Each win came easier and easier for the super
charged Annie. Her domination of John allowed her to atone for the early
mistake and reinforced her sexual fantasies. Each loss became harder and
harder for John to accept. He fought down to his last drop of energy but could
not prevail against his superior foe. By the time he begged her to stop, Annie
no longer could.

She rolled the beaten and semi-conscious male on to his back. Annie gladly
noted that John was still fully aroused as she peeled away his bikini. The
girl quivered with excitement as she doffed her panties and impaled herself on
John's member. He seemed only partially aware this new activity. Annie grabbed
his hands and placed them on her bouncing breasts. John began to squeeze and
fondle them as if on autopilot.

David walked in the locker room after a long performance with Sofia. Seeing
Annie and John coupled together on the floor nor longer surprised the lanky
Asian. The sergeant looked up at David as waves of pleasure rolled thru her.
She now understood that her SWAT team had permanently changed. The girls had
the power and the boys would just have to adapt.

"Take off your clothes." She told the tired looking David. "You are next."