Never mess with an Amazon.
by M.C.
Two arrogant gym rats find out the hard way why insulting a woman weightlifter is a bad idea.


" Seven...eight...nine and ten. There, I did it !  A new personal best in the
bench press."  The powerfully built woman then returned the 450 pound barbells
back to the stand. As she rose from the bench, Sharon was greeted with
applause from all of the women in the weight room. Not surprisingly most of
the men were silent. It was, undoubtedly, hard on their egos to watch this
magnificently sculpted woman lift weights that they could only dream of
lifting. After all, weren't they taught from childhood that, as men,
they were the stronger, more powerful sex ? How could they all just stand
there and watch as this beautiful woman put them all to shame ? Unfortunately
for them, not one of the many muscular men in the gym could match her lifts; a
fact that several of them found quite disturbing.

Sharon turned to the female students of her weightlifting class as she got to
her feet and smiled. " You see girls, with practice and patience you can also
achieve your weight lifting goals. This will not only make you stronger
physically - as well as healthier - but it will also increase your self-esteem
and give you the confidence you'll need to face the challenges of life on your
own terms...and this is really what my class is all about." As the girls, who
ranged in age from 14 up to 21 years old, cheered their instructor, Sharon
glanced over at the men who were staring  at her." Perhaps you guys could
benefit from my class also," she said with a wink.That was too much for a
few of them.

" No way babe," Stan arrogantly shouted out," we like our women soft and
sweet; ain't that right Greg ? "

" You bet your ass we do," his friend and roommate chimed in." If God had
wanted women to be strong, he would have given them muscles like these." Greg
flexed his 18 inch biceps for the small crowd of onlookers that had now
gathered around them.

Sharon and some of the other girls began to giggle when they saw this." Not
bad Greg," Sharon smiled," now...what do you think about these ? " She
tightened her fists, turned them inwards and  raised her arms up in a double
bicep pose. The men in the crowd gasped as the woman's biceps dwarfed Greg's;
they must have measured twenty inches at least. " I think you need to come in
here more often Greggy," she teased," care to try a few lifts ? " She pointed
to the bench where she had just completed her set of bench presses. Greg was
probably the strongest of the regular men that came to work out at the gym. As
he was now being challenged by a woman in front of everybody Greg felt he had
no choice but to accept; he had to beat her.

Greg lay down underneath the weights and griped the bar tightly. Slowly he
raised the 450 pound barbell off the stand, lowered it to his chest and pushed
it back up." That's one," Sharon said," only nine more to go." He completed
another two in good form but by the fourth his hands began to tremble.
Straining now, he managed to do one more before his strength gave out midway
into his sixth lift. The barbell would have fallen on his chest had not a pair
of powerful female hands reached out and grabbed it. With surprising ease,
Sharon returned the weights back to the stand. " Well, we'll call that five
and a half," she giggled," not bad...for a man." Then, looking at the other
men standing around, Sharon asked," would anyone else like to try ? " Needless
to say no one volunteered." Stan, how about you ? You look pretty strong."
Stan glanced at Greg lying exhausted on the bench and remained silent. " Well
then, I suppose that settles that. Now if you boys will excuse me, I have my
class to attend to."

As he lay there, Greg felt the anger inside of him building up. He had always
taken pride in his athletic achievements. The 32 year-old advertising
executive considered himself to be quite an athlete and - to be honest - he
was. Starting tight end for both his high school and college football teams,
a seven handicap golfer as well as a much better than average tennis player,
the six-foot three inch 220 pound man felt he had a lot to be proud of.
For Greg to be publicly humiliated by this woman was a blow to his ego...a
blow he could not let stand. As he lay on the bench breathing hard Sharon
offered him her hand as a gesture of reconciliation. Having made her point,
she had no desire to take this any further; she wanted to end this as amicably
as possible. Unfortunately, Greg had other ideas.

" I don't need your fucking help," he barked out angrily," I can get up by
myself."

Sharon shrugged her massive shoulders and sighed," as you wish Greg, suit
yourself." Turning back to her class of women weightlifters, she smiled," I
guess that will conclude our lesson for this afternoon girls, see you back
here next Monday...and have a nice weekend." Her Friday class over, she then
headed for the showers. As the refreshing water washed away the sweat from her
body, the 30 year-old attorney reflected on some of the events her life.

Always a large, strong and athletic girl ( as a kid she was a tomboy and
delighted in beating up the boys of her neighborhood ) Sharon Roberts earned
an athletic scholarship to a major university. There, in addition to studying
law, she also starred in both basketball and track - Sharon still holds the
conference records for both the discus throw and shot put. Sharon's
competitiveness as well as her sheer physical size and strength did have
drawbacks however. Most members of the opposite sex were intimidated by her
and, as a result, she rarely dated. Once boys caught a glimpse of Sharon's
massive six-foot two inch, 230 pound muscular frame they tended to make
themselves scarce. In short, despite her success in athletics, academics and
legal career, Sharon's love life left a lot to be desired. Though not happy
with her situation, Sharon accepted this as her fate - such is the life of a
strong, powerful woman. She sighed to herself as she toweled off her
incredibly muscular body, dressed and left the gym. It looked like it was
going to be another lonely weekend. But as she began the three block walk back
to her home, Sharon heard a man's angry voice behind her." Not so fast tough
girl; we'd like to have a word with you."

" Why Greg and Stan, what a pleasant surprise. What can I do for you ? "

" You think you're hot shit don't you ? One tough lady ? "

" Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say that Greg but, judging by your
performance in the gym today, I'd say I was more than a match for the two of
you." Sharon knew she was baiting them but she was not in the best of
moods. After all, Greg did ask for it didn't he ? And wasn't she being
generous in offering her hand as a sign of reconciliation afterwards - a
gesture which he arrogantly refused. And now Greg and his friend were
accosting her in this manner; just because she proved to be stronger than they
were. All her life Sharon had to deal with fragile male egos. Whether on the
athletic field, in the court room or at the gym; men simply couldn't deal with
the fact that she was superior to them. Now, these two insecure - albeit
handsome - guys, having been shown up by her, seemed set on getting some
measure of revenge for their humiliation. On another day Sharon might have
simply ignored them and moved on but, for some reason, today she wasn't in the
mood to let it go. " O.K. boys," she said comely," if it's a fight you want
then let's do it. I'll take you both on at the same time. I only hope you can
do better out here than you did in the weight room."

Both Greg and Stan were large, well built men. Though not as massive as Sharon
nor, as she proved in the weight room, as strong, they nevertheless looked
formidable; and they were, after all, men. But as they closed in on her,
Sharon didn't seem to be too concerned; in fact, she had a smile on her pretty
face. Greg, the closest to her, threw the first punch; a right hook aimed at
Sharon's jaw. But much to his surprise, she simply put up her left arm and
blocked it. Then, with her right hand, she slapped him hard across the face.
Such was the force of her slap that the 220 pound man was driven back several
feet. Stan by this time had moved in close and he also threw a punch." WHAM !
" he hit her on the shoulder.  " Gee Stan, a little harder and I might have
felt that, tee hee." Sharon then whacked him with the back of her hand and he
too fell back."  Greg attacked again but her quick left jab to his jaw stopped
him in his tracks. Sharon then connected with a hard right uppercut that
literally lifted him off the ground and sent him on his back. " POW ! " A few
seconds later he was joined on the pavement by Stan; a victim of Sharon's
right cross. As the two angry men got to their feet, Sharon just stood in
front of them with her hands on her hips, smiling.

" Let's tackle her football style," Greg said. " Once she's off her feet we
can pound her at will." The two muscular men - both of whom played college
football and had a combined weight of some 440 pounds - charged forward;
Sharon made no attempt to move. When they were only a few feet away, they put
their heads down and plowed into her," THUD ! " it was like hitting a brick
wall. Both Greg and Stan were stopped cold and then staggered backwards." You
guys are pathetic," Sharon laughed," this hardly seems fair. Now it's my
turn."

She took a short run and slammed into them, " SMASH ! " and the two ex-college
football players were sent flying. Never before had either one on them been
hit this hard. Greg was thrown a good ten feet, Stan at least twelve. Both
were badly shaken up." I guess I should have tried out for the football team
in college,"  Sharon giggled. She walked over to them as they slowly tried to
stand. When they were up, Sharon wrapped her twenty inch arms around both of
them and began to squeeze. " Let's have a little hug, shall we." They tried to
resist but Sharon was too strong for them. In desperation, the two helpless
men began to beat on her back with their fists; Sharon merely laughed. " Oh,
you guys are so cuddly. I think I'll take you home with me, tee hee." After a
minute Greg and Stan began begging her to stop, they could barely breathe.
Sharon squeezed them even tighter for a few more seconds before opening her
arms. As she did so, the two men collapsed on the ground. They were battered,
beaten and very near tears; broken by the mighty woman that stood before them.

Sharon looked down at them and then suddenly had a great idea." I think I
will take these boys home with me," she thought to herself," I didn't have any
plans anyway." She reached down, grabbed Greg by his shirt collar and yanked
him to his feet. She then bent down and hoisted him up over her left shoulder.
Sharon then wrapped her powerful right arm around Stan's waist, stood up and
began walking in the direction of her home. People on the street at that hour
were treated to a very strange sight. A strong, muscular woman strolling along
carrying two rather large men; one over her shoulder, another under her arm.
Despite their combined weight of some 440 pounds, Sharon seemed to have little
difficulty walking with them. She smiled at the passersby as they stopped and
stared. " Probably never saw a woman weightlifter before," she laughed.

"Whe-where are you taking us ? " Greg cried out in a weak voice; his friend
Stan was barely conscious.

" You boys are coming home with me," she answered. "I have lots of fun things
planned for us, tee hee."

After about ten minutes, Sharon reached her home. She plopped her *baggage*
down, unlocked the front door and dragged them inside; locking the door behind
her. Once inside, the powerful woman marched them into her living room and
tossed them on the floor. " O.K. boys, would you be so kind as to take off
your clothes."

Greg and Stan looked at each other in shock." No way," Greg said defiantly.

" Look guys, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way but - one way
or another - your clothes are coming off. So what's it gonna be ? "

When they didn't respond, Sharon sighed," very well then, we'll do it the hard
way." She reached down and grabbed Greg firmly by his hair and dragged him
over to a near-by chair. Sitting down, she yanked him across her knee and
pulled down his pants. " Since you boys insist on behaving like naughty
children, I'm going to have to treat you like them." Sharon then proceeded to
spank Greg's rear end hard with her bare hand; he was crying within a minute.
She had to admit that it felt very erotic to have this strong, handsome man
draped across her knee; completely under her control. In fact, Sharon almost
had an orgasm right then and there.

" Please stop this," Greg sobbed.

 " Are you going to behave yourself from now on and do as mommy says ? "

" Yes," he cried, " yes, anything you say but please stop spanking me."

" Very well then," she said as she released him," now take off your clothes."
Meekly he did as he was told.

" Stan, now it's your turn for a spanking."

" But-but I took off my clothes."

" Yes I know, but that was only after I spanked Greg. You need to be punished
too. Don't make have to get up and get you. I'll be a lot harder on you if I
do. Come here, NOW ! "

With tears in his eyes, Stan slowly walked over to Sharon and bent over her
knee.

" That's a good boy," she said as she began to whack his behind. He was
balling within thirty seconds.

When she finished spanking Stan, Sharon got up and faced the two broken men."
I hope this is the last time I have to punish you for you for disobeying me.
The next time I have to spank you, it'll be twice as hard; do I make myself
clear ? " They both nodded. " Good," Sharon smiled. " I'm putting your clothes
away, you won't be needing them for the rest of the night." When the mighty
woman returned she was also naked. Greg and Stan stared at the full glory of
her magnificent body. After years of intensive weight training, Sharon had a
body that few men could match. Not only did she have those awesome twenty inch
arms but she looked like she could lift up her entire house with her massive
thighs. Her abs were rock solid and she looked like she didn't have an ounce
of fat on her. Sharon smiled when she saw the looks on their faces. Walking
over to them, she wrapped her right arm around Greg's waist and her left
around Stan's. Effortlessly, she lifted them both up and carried them into her
bedroom. " Now boys," she said in a girlish giggle," let's have some fun."

Entering her bedroom, Sharon playfully tossed them both onto her huge bed. "
Now here's what we're going to do guys. Your job is to service me until I say
it's time to stop." She placed Greg so that his head was on the edge of the
bed and sat on his chest. Grabbing him firmly by the back of his head,
Sharon forced his face up into her pussy. " Now Greggy, let's put that tongue
of yours to good use." Turning towards Stan she said, " your job for the
moment is to worship my muscles, brush my pretty hair and tell me how
beautiful I am. If I think of something else you can do, I'll tell you. When
I've decided that Greg needs a break, you'll replace him. O.K. boys, let's get
busy."

As the afternoon passed into evening and the evening into night Sharon's two
love slaves serviced her every desire. It was a night of ecstasy she would
never forget. By her account, she came no fewer than a dozen times. Trapped
and completely controlled by this amazingly powerful woman, Greg and Stan gave
in to her magnificence and all the bitterness of her prior humiliation of them
was forgotten. She was their Goddess and they were her slaves. She even
relented and allowed them to have normal sex with her when she felt they
earned it. After all, even a Goddess needs to keep her subjects happy.

Sometime after 3 a.m. Sharon yawned. " Well boys, it looks like it's time for
my beauty sleep." She made Stan lay on his back across the width of her bed."
You'll be my pillow tonight," she said as she rested her head on his stomach.
Sharon then wrapped her powerful arms around Greg drew him near to her and
giggled, " sweet dreams boys; tomorrow I have a surprise for you." Minutes
later all three of them were in dreamland.

The Next Morning...

" Rise and shine, lover boys," Sharon's voice rang out," this is a special day
for us."

" What's going to happen today ? " Greg asked as he wiped the sleep out of his
eyes.

"I'll tell you boys later but believe me, your lives will never be the same.
Now, however, it's time for my morning workout and you're going to help me
Greg while Stan prepares our breakfast." Sharon lifted her magnificent body
off the bed," first we'll start with some push-ups." She put her huge arms on
the floor and assumed the standard starting position for the exercise. " Now,
climb on my back Greg." He laid his naked body - all 220 pounds of it - on top
of hers and she began. " 10...20...30...40...and 50." Greg was in shock. This
amazing woman had just done fifty push-ups with his entire weight clinging to
her back. " Now it's your turn Greggy; let's see how many you can do." He
readied himself and Sharon mounted him. " 1...2...3...4...5," he fell
exhausted on the floor. "Awww, too bad Greggy. I see where we have room for
improvement here," she giggled. She was still lying on top of him when Stan
returned," breakfast is ready."

As the three of them - still naked - sat down at the breakfast table, there
was a knock on the door. " Who could that be at this hour on a Saturday
morning ? " Stan wondered. Then, he realized he was naked." OHMYGOD ! " he
cried out. Sharon couldn't help from laughing out loud. "Just relax guys, it's
all part of my surprise." She rose from the table, put on her robe and went to
answer the door; leaving two very perplexed men staring dumbly at each other.
When Sharon returned she wasn't alone, there was another large, powerfully
built woman with her." Greg and Stan, I'd like to introduce you to my best
friend, Mary."

Looking at the two naked, embarrassed men before them, Sharon and Mary began
to giggle. They had been friends since their college days. Both women were
superb athletes - they were teammates on the university's basketball
team. Mary also threw the discus and shot put; though not quite as far as
Sharon. They loved to work out with weights together and were both law
students. Having a lot in common drew them together and they remained friends
ever since. As they both now attorneys, when an opening for a lawyer came up
in Sharon's law firm, she *persuaded* the other partners to hire Mary
on. Another thing  Mary had in common with Sharon was the fact that found men
to be very intimidated by her. Standing six feet tall and weighing over 200
muscular pounds, Mary's experience with the opposite sex was - like Sharon's
- somewhat less than successful to say the least. All of that was about to
change however.

" Mary, these are the guys I was telling you about," Sharon said. " They had a
rather large chip on their shoulders but I think I solved (giggles) that
problem last night." Looking down at the two naked men before her, Mary had to
agree. " So, what do you say kiddo; are we good to go ? I have debs on Greg."

" Yes," Mary smiled at her friend," Stan's kind of cute too; let's do it."

Stan and Greg looked at each other and their mouths dropped. " Just what in
the hell is going on here ? " they both cried out.

Sharon laughed." Like I told you boys last night; this is my surprise. Greg,
you will be moving in here with me today. From now on, you're my man. And
since you guys have a large apartment, Mary will be moving in with Stan." The
two powerful women giggled at each other as the men sat there in shock.

" Wait a minute," Stan protested," don't we have say in any of this ? "

" I'm afraid not," Sharon replied with a laugh." You boys were so good to me
last night that I decided that this was the solution to the *man* problem Mary
and I seem to have. So I called her up this morning and told her to come over
to meet you. Mary seems to like you Stan; you should consider yourself lucky.
She's one of the top lawyers in our firm and will be a very good provider. I
think you need a strong woman to keep you in line. Personally, I believe it's
a perfect match."

" Well I don't," Stan growled," I prefer to pick my own women."

Sharon and Mary looked at each other and shrugged their massive shoulders. "
Do what you think you have to," Sharon told her friend. Mary walked over to
where Stan was sitting and the next thing he knew, he was being lifted up in
Mary's powerful arms." You can use the guest bedroom, Mary," Sharon laughed as
Mary slung Stan over her shoulder.

" Will do...and thanks, Sharon."

" Oh don't mention it Mary. What are friends for ? "

As Mary carried the struggling, screaming Stan off, Sharon calmly sat down
next to Greg. " What will she do to him ? " he asked her.

" SMACK ! " the sound came from the room Mary had taken Stan into.

" Oh, I wouldn't worry too much about him Greg ( POW ! ). Your friend just
needs ( WHAM ! ) to learn a few things about how to treat a woman ( SMASH ! ).
After that, I believe ( THUD ! ) he and Mary will get along fine.You should
really eat your breakfast honeybunch ( SPANK, SPANK, SPANK ) it's getting
cold. We have a big day of moving ahead of us and you'll need your strength."
As they ate their breakfast, Sharon and Greg couldn't help but hear what
sounded like a man crying coming from the guest bedroom. Sharon reached over
and gently squeezed Greg's hand. " You'll see sweetie pie, everything will be
all right."

Epilogue - Three months later.

Sharon smiled and slapped Mary five after she sank the ten foot birdie put on
the 18th green. " We did it," she said," we kicked their asses in...again."
Greg and Stan could only stare in disbelief. Not three months before neither
of these girls had ever touched a golf club; now they were beating them
regularly. Maybe they were superior to men after all. " Well guys," Mary said
as she and Sharon approached their subdued boyfriends, " with the trouncing we
gave you on the tennis courts last night, that makes two dinners you owe us.
Notice I'm not even counting the mixed wrestling we did Wednesday evening;
that just wouldn't be fair would it ? " The girls giggled.

" Very well," Greg quietly muttered," dinner it is. Where would you ladies
like to go ? "

" I think I'm in a Chinese mood tonight," Sharon laughed," how about you Mary
? "

" Chinese sounds good to me. Say eight o'clock ? "

" Eight it is then." The two powerful women gave each other a hug before
taking their respective men by the hand and leading them off towards their
homes for a little *afternoon delight*.