Beaten By A Girl
by MilesEn@aol.com

[The attached story is a fantasy.  That is to say it is one of my fantasies.  If 
this isn't your fantasy that is fine.  But DON'T write and tell me why you didn't 
like the fantasy or the situation.  They are what excites me and I don't expect 
them to impact you the same way.  DO write and tell me where the writing 
sucks, or where you would have done something differently to improve the 
story - I am trying to get better at this.  I am not a professional writer, although 
I'm told the only difference is that I don't get paid for this.  If you like stories of 
women far stronger and more skilled than the men they meet, you may find 
some enjoyment in these stories.  Many of these stories are extremely violent, 
explicit, and graphic in nature.  You must be over 18 to read this.]

Send comments to: MilesEn@aol.com

    It began like it often did, not really a dream - more of a
memory of those events now over three years old.  It was in those
semi-wakeful moments just before rising that Jason Jameson saw
the table of girls laughing at him.  Jason knew he was sleeping,
and reliving the encounter that had changed his life.  He knew he
could open his eyes and end the memory/dream at any time, but he
chose to watch it to its end.  Actually he had a lot to thank
Penny for.  Her emasculation of him had led to his change in
attitude and had made him what he was today.

    Jason was 5 years out of college, and one of the fast
climbers at his firm.  At 26 he was the youngest supervisor at
his level, and many predicted he would be a vice-president by the
time he was 40.  Jason was a confident negotiator and always
appeared to be in control of every situation.  He had
successfully positioned his company on the "winning" side of
several important deals, even when dealing with much more
experienced adversaries.

    When asked Jason would attribute his calm and composure in
tight situations to his long involvement in sports.  Even now he
liked to stay fit, he claimed it gave him an advantage in long
negotiating situations.  At 6'2", Jason was a fairly solid 180
Lbs.  He no longer got as much time in the gym as he had in his
younger days, but he was still proud of his fine physique. 
Fighting against a job that left him fairly sedentary, Jason ran
several times a week, lifted weights, and played tennis
regularly.  But he didn't let it interfere with his desire to
climb to the top.

    Jason's immediate supervisor was Cecilia Edwards, who was the
manager of the Chicago branch.  Cecilia was a tough and able
leader who performed well for the company for many years.  She
had only one flaw as far as Jason saw it.  She spent much too
much time doting on her teenage daughter.  Penny was 13 and
Cecilia let her run her life.  She was always taking her
somewhere or getting involved in her latest project, all of which
was taking away from her work efficiency.  The main office had
threatened her several times to up her output or they would find
someone who could.  

    Cecilia had waited until her late twenties to have a child
and now in her early forties her daughter was still a handful. 
Her husband had left her shortly after Penny was born and he
rarely bothered to see his child.  This left Cecilia to do all
the child rearing as well as running her office.  This was just
another example of the disadvantages that women had in the
workplace, Jack thought on more than one occasion.

    Penny was very active into gymnastics and Cecilia had acted
as the team's chauffeur and unofficial coach for several years. 
Jason was new to the Chicago office and decided it wouldn't hurt
to get in good with the new boss by taking an interest in her
daughter's hobby.  So he studied up a little on gymnastics,
enough to sound knowledgeable anyway, and offered to help out on
the weekend meets.  Cecilia accepted and Jason became the new van
driver and number one fan of the Lake Side Tumblers.  

    Jason knew there were better ways to spend his weekends, but
it was allowing him to get to know the boss pretty well.  He had
to admit that Cecilia was an attractive and intelligent woman. 
And Penny was the spitting image of her mother.  A few weeks
after her 13th birthday Penny Edwards was an outgoing and
beautiful child, and the undoubted star of the Tumblers.  Her
specialty was the vault, where her great strength and tumbling
ability really came into play.  Jason loved to watch Penny as she
did her routines in the tight gymnastic uniform.  At barely 5'1"
and 110 pounds, Penny was a powerhouse on the apparatus.  All the
members of the team were in excellent condition, but Penny was
far and above the rest.  Her body was tight and hard from the
hours of practice and she was noticeably buxom for a girl her
age.  

    On more than one occasion Jason had actually found himself
fantasizing about her body as he watched her stretch and work her
muscled body.  He had always had a thing for fit women and
gymnasts were his particular favorite.  Penny was even more
muscular than most gymnasts with arms and legs developed to the
envy of any bodybuilder.  As she moved you could see the tight
bunch of her shoulders - and when stretching it was easy to see
each layer of muscle in her abdomen etched across  her uniform. 
It was only when Jason looked at her face was he reminded just
how young Penny was.  She had a pretty, fresh face with wide blue
eyes and a mischievous smile.  Her long brown hair was usually in
a pig tail hanging over her muscled back.

    It was after the last meet of the season that Jason had
pulled the team into the pizza place.  They were going to
celebrate the year with pizza bought by Cecilia.  The girls were
loud and boisterous as Jason tried to talk to Cecilia about work.
Since he had begun to drive for the team, Jason had noticed that
his work assignments had gotten noticeably better.  He needed to
talk to Cecilia about a particular negotiation he had spent the
last few months on.

    "I tell you that we can beat them down another point on the
interest if we just hold out a little longer," Jason began.

    "Okay, relax," Cecilia replied.  "You think about work too
much, it's Saturday Jason, just enjoy yourself."

    Jason saw that he wasn't going to get anywhere today with
discussions about work.  He sighed, perturbed that he wasn't
getting anywhere.  He reached over to grab the last piece of
pizza remaining and smacked into Penny as she reached for it. 

    "Sorry, Penny, this one's mine," Jason said as he tried to
pick it up off the plate.

    "I'm sorry Mr. Jameson but I need that pizza," Penny laughed.
"Why don't we flip for it?" Penny suggested as she blocked his
reach.

    Still upset Jason suggested, "Why don't we just armwrestle
for it and get it over with."

    "That sounds great," she replied and quickly set her right
arm on the table in front of him.

    Jason tried to talk her out of this ridiculous idea, "I was
just kidding Penny.  I'm twice your size.  Go ahead you can have
the pizza."

    "What's the matter, are you chicken?  I won't hurt you."  The
other girls gathered around and began to taunt Jason for being
afraid.  He looked towards Cecilia for assistance.

    "I'm afraid it was your fault, Jason." she replied to his
frantic looks.  "Look's like you'll just have to go through with
it."  The other girls roared their approval and continued to
badger Jason.  Penny just sat with her arm on the table in the
classic armwrestling position.

    Jason shrugged and said "All right - it's your funeral."  He
took off his jacket and sat at the table next to Penny.  The
other girls whistled at him and urged Penny on.  She leaned back
and pulled her sweats up off of her bicep.  It was tight and
bunched and looked quite impressive for a girl her size.  But
Jason knew his own arm was quite a bit bigger, and with his big
height and weight advantages he knew he would have little trouble
defeating Penny.  He'd take it easy on her and make it look good
he thought as he put his elbow on the table.  

    Penny had to put her left hand under her elbow so she could
reach high enough to grab Jason's hand.  He felt her grip and was
surprised at its firmness.  He looked at her and told her to
start any time he was ready.

    Penny counted to three and said, Go!  Jason tensed his arm
but did not push down.  He wanted to see what the girl had.  The
two arms stood there at the center of the table.  Jason looked up
at Penny, she was smiling and told him to start any time he was
ready.  Angered by this Jason began to push downward, but still
the arms did not move.  He began to use more and more of his
strength and soon he was using close to everything he had.  He
began to get a little red in the face and he started to pant
slightly from the effort.  Still his arm did not move and was
stuck firmly in the center of the table.  He looked up at Penny
and she was still smiling, no signs of effort on her face.  "Are
you ready yet?" she asked.

    Bearing down even more Jason grunted with effort and his arm
began to tremble with effort.  The sweat began to pour off his
face and back and still he had not budged the little girl's arm. 
The other girls were screaming for Penny and began to laugh at
Jason's Herculean effort.

    "Look at him, he's red as a beat.  What a wimp!"

    "Don't have a stroke, Mr. Jameson."

    "What's the matter can't beat the little girl?"

    Jason was angered by the remarks but found himself unable to
do anything about it as he couldn't move Penny.  He thought to
himself that this was unbelievable.  She was 70 pounds lighter
than him and only 13 years old for Christ's sake!  He knew it was
way past time to save any face out of this encounter and say he
wasn't trying.  He was just desperate to not lose.  He looked
over at Penny.  There was still no real signs of effort on her
face, but her bicep was peaked and the veins were bulging.  Penny
looked up at Jason, smiled and winked at him.  Then she slammed
his arm to the table quickly and loudly.

    Jason was stunned.  He had been watching Penny's arm as she
had pulled him down.  It appeared to grow and harden as his arm
slammed to the table.  The other girl's were chanting Penny!
Penny! as she let go of his arm and grabbed the slice of pizza. 
"Nice try Mr. Jameson," she laughed.  "I almost had to try."

    Jason rubbed his sore arm and took the abuse and taunts of
the other girls the rest of the trip home.  He was humiliated and
angry.  He had always considered himself to be a fairly macho
man, but he had been bested by a mere girl in a test of strength.
He knew he had to re-evaluate his priorities.

    As he left to get into his own car for the ride home, Penny
came over to him.  "Sorry for what I said back there, no hard
feelings."  Jason shook her hand numbly and began to walk away. 
He heard her as he walked remark to one of her friends, "You give
me more competition than he did!"

    Cecilia caught him before he left and said, "It was nice of
you to let Penny win that thing."  Jason mumbled something back,
but looking into her eyes he saw that Cecilia knew he had tried
and lost that competition.  Her little girl had beaten him.

---------------

    Jason woke up as the alarm rang.  It was 5:00 AM and he
needed to get to the gym before work.  He noticed he had a raging
hard-on.  Damn, he muttered to himself.  Over the years since the
incident had taken place he had accepted a lot of things.  He now
accepted that the girl was stronger than he had been at that
time, but he didn't want to accept that he was turned on by this
fact.  

    In the over three years since Penny had beaten him Jason had
dedicated himself to strengthening his body.  He became an avid
bodybuilder and had made tremendous strides.  None of the men at
the gym worked as hard as he did and he knew it had paid off
tremendously.  He lifted for strength and mass.  Over the three 
plus years he had put on over 50 pounds of muscle mass.  Of
course the steroids had helped but most was due to his work
habits.  He lifted twice a day, working each body part at least
three times a week.  He could now bench press over 400 pounds and
squat about the same.  Just shy of 30 he was in the best shape of
his life - and he owed it all to Penny.  His work had suffered
with all the time he spent at the gym, but he didn't care.  He
still did well enough to get by, but where he once been at the
top he now just ran with the pack.

    When had first gotten on the juice, he gained strength fast. 
He also got some of the side effects that went with this.  Mood
swings were probably the worst of it.  At work he was able to
control himself, but at the gym or out he got into fights at the
drop of a hat.  He won all of these fights and soon gained a
reputation as a tough guy.  Most of the others at the gym gave
him a wide berth, and one guy had even offered to pay him money
to beat someone up.  Jason loved the attention and worked to get
even stronger.

---------------

    It was Saturday and Jason had just shot up when the phone
rang.  It was Cecilia.  "I've got some stuff here you need to
look at," she said.

    "Can't it wait until Monday," he replied angrily.  "I've got
plans this weekend."

    "Well your plans will have to wait.  I need a report on this
new merger by Monday morning, so you better start now.  I'll send
this information over to you now so you can get started right
away."  Cecilia hung up before Jason could reply.

    That bitch, he thought as he slammed the phone in its cradle.

He went over to the weights in the corner and began to work off
some anger.  Might as well get something accomplished before she
gets here, he thought.

    About a half hour later just as Jason felt good and warmed up
the doorbell rang.  In a foul mood he ran over to the door and
jerked it open.  "Yeah," he growled, "come in."

    "Thanks Mr. Jameson."  It took Jason a minute to recognize
that it was Penny.  He hadn't seen her in several years.  He had
stopped driving for the team after the incident.  She was taller
and had filled out even more.  Jason got an instant stiffy and
was disgusted with himself.  "Here's the stuff my mom sent over
for you," Penny threw a big manila envelope on the coffee table
and walked over to his weight bench.  "Nice setup, you've
obviously been working hard."

    "Thanks," Jason mumbled trying to sound nonchalant.  "Do you
still do gymnastics?"  She looked good even in the baggy pants
and large floppy sweater she had on.  Her face was still pretty
and didn't look as young anymore.  Her hair was long and she wore
it straight down over her back.

    "A little, I've gotten a little too top heavy for a lot of
the tumbling, but I make up for it in strength," she laughed as
she said this.  "Mostly, I work out though.  I'm going to be the
next Ms. Olympia." Penny replied walking around his weight setup.

    "Is that so," Jason said, sarcasm heavy in his voice.  "Ms.
Olympia is it?  What are you now 17?"  Jason walked over to Penny
and guided her back into the hallway.

    "I'll be 17 in a month, and yes I'll be Ms. Olympia by the
time I'm 21.  You of all people should know how strong I am"

    "That was a long time ago, Penny, I've made a few adjustments
since then."  Jason took his shirt off and flexed his large arms
and chest in a front pose.

    "Yes, I saw your little muscles," Penny replied with a yawn. 
"Too bad they're just for show."  

    "Show!" Jason thundered.  He turned red with rage and had to
restrain himself from hitting this girl.  "Care to try me.  How
about a little rematch."  Again he flexed his body and felt his
large muscles explode with power.  How dare she belittle him he
thought.  Didn't she know that he could tear her apart?

    "Don't make deals your body can't cash, Mr. Jameson."  With
this remark Penny began to head for the door.  She knew she was
pushing his buttons and that he would try and stop her.  She was
counting on it.

    Jason grabbed her by the arm.  It felt hard under his grasp. 
"Where do you think you're going?  Chicken?"

    She broke free of his clutch and replied, "it's your
funeral."  She walked over to the coffee table and quickly took
off her shoes, sweater and pants.  She stood now in her bra and
panties stretching her body.  Jason was amazed at what he saw.
Penny was incredible!

    Penny stood about 5'6" and Jason estimated she must weigh
around 160 pounds.  She was the most heavily muscled and dense
woman Jason had ever seen.  As she stretched, Jason looked in
vain for a soft spot anywhere on her body.  Her shoulders were
wide and tapered to a narrow waist with an impressive V-shape. 
Her arms were huge with a large bicep peak and full triceps. 
Even now while relaxed, they were heavily striated as the veins
stood out in bold relief.  

    Her chest was even larger than it had looked in the sweater
and the breasts obviously did not require the support of the bra
she was wearing.  Even as large as her tits were the muscularity
of her pecs was obvious and the valley between her breasts was
cut with defined layers of dense muscle.  Her abdomen was flat
and equally defined.  Jason could see each muscle group in bold
relief as she stretched her luscious body.  He felt his hard-on
increase and pre cum leaked into his shorts.

    Eventually he tore himself from her upper body and looked at
her legs.  If it was possible it was even more impressive than
her upper body!  Her quads were huge and incredibly defined.  Her
glutes were perfect and were as densely packed as any he had ever
seen.  Her calves completed the legs perfectly and bulged
obscenely as she stood on her toes and continued to stretch.

    For a moment Jason was actually afraid of this teenage
superwoman.  She exuded a sense of power that he had never felt
before.  Her whole body just seemed to radiate power.  He forced
himself to calm down and reminded himself that she was only 16,
that he was at least 80 pounds heavier than she was, and that he
was raging on enough steroids to kill a horse.  He managed to
sneer at her.  "Impressive - for a girl.  Ready to start?"

    Her response was to sit at the table and ask him which arm he
wanted to use.  He responded by sitting across from her and
placing his right arm on the table.  Jason grabbed her hand in
his own and felt the power and strength in her grip.  In a flash
he realized that she was stronger than he was, and that it wasn't
really even close.  He wasn't sure how he knew this, but he was
sure it was true.  Panicked, he attempted to put her arm down by
catching her off guard.  He put everything he had into one quick
burst of strength before she was ready.  Her arm moved down about
two inches and then her bicep bulged and her arm stopped.  Her
grip clamped down on his hand and Jason was unable to stifle a
small yelp of pain.  Penny smiled at him and brought their arms
back to the center of the table.

    "That wasn't very nice, Mr. Jameson," she taunted.  "You
didn't even say go."  Jason watched her arm in awe.  The bicep
was even larger than he had imagined with a huge peak that was
crossed with veins.  Penny saw where his gaze was and she made
the muscles dance a little by clamping down harder on the big
man's hand.  Again Jason cried out in pain from the teenager's
incredible grip.  "You know the bicep gets ever so much bigger
than this, if you gave it a challenge."

    Jason was giving it everything he had but couldn't move the
girl's arm.  He was wild with rage and fear and he could feel his
whole body quiver with effort.  He dug his feet into the floor
and attempted to lean his body weight into the effort.  He
grabbed his other hand on the edge of the table and tried to pull
her over.  His muscles bulged uselessly and he was dripping in
sweat and frustration.  He couldn't believe that this girl was so
much stronger than he was.  As he looked at her face, her posture
still looked relaxed and she appeared to be hardly straining.

    Penny began to clamp down harder on his hand.  Soon, Jason
felt like his hand was about to break.  Her grip was threatening
to crush the bones in his hand.  He tried everything he could but
was unable to stop this assault.  His hand was in blinding pain
and he began to feel the bones bend.  "Cut it out," he cried in
pain, his voice flushed from exertion.

    "Oh come on, Jason," she taunted.  "I'm not even getting
warmed up yet.  You see once I realized that I wasn't going to be
an Olympic champion in gymnastics I concentrated my efforts on
building up my body and strength."  She continued to grind down
on Jason's hand as she talked.  "I made tremendous gains and was
soon stronger than any of the boys in my school.  They were no
contest really, and I loved the feeling I got when I showed them
my strength.  I'm stronger than any 5 of them now, and you're
going to learn just how strong I am."  As she said that her hand
crunched down even harder on the man's outmatched hand.

    Jason had stopped trying to win the contest in hopes that if
he put up no resistance that she would win more quickly.  As the
pain in his hand increased Jason became desperate to stop her. 
He began to alternately push and pull trying to catch her off
guard and get his arm on the table, in one direction or the
other.  Each time he switched directions, he moved her arm about
an inch and then she flexed her mighty arm and moved them back to
an upright position.  In a few minutes Jason was exhausted and
stopped any effort at stopping her.  "Please stop, I give up. 
You're crushing my hand.  PLEASE!" Jason pleaded.

    Penny laughed.  "Can you give up in an armwrestling match.  I
don't think so, Mr. Jameson.  Come on show me those he-man
muscles of yours.  Beg me to win, come on beg."

    "You're stronger than me," Jason panted.  "I admit it. 
Please stop, I can't take any more.  Please win, I'm begging
you!"  Jason stood up, lifting his elbow off the table.  He tried
to use both arms to remove her grip from his hand.  Penny
remained in the armwrestling pose and smiled up at him.  Her
bicep bulged and Jason's arm was slammed down onto the table
throwing him onto the floor.

    "I think that was a foul, Mr. Jameson.  I win." she said. 
She finally released him and Jason slumped to the floor holding
his abused hand.  Penny walked over to him, and said, "You're
cute."  As she said this she grabbed Jason by the hair and lifted
him to his feet.  She put one of her hands behind his head and
brought it close to his own.  She began to kiss Jason.  Even her
mouth seemed stronger than Jason's as her tongue opened his mouth
and began to explore his own in a frenzy.  He was unable to stop
her onslaught and couldn't budge her arm holding his head.  She
seemed to be sucking the air from him with her kiss and Jason was
swooning from lack of air.  As she kissed Jason's hands felt the
steely hardness of her body.  He reached up and grabbed her bicep
on her left arm.  Even after seeing what Penny was capable of,
Jason was amazed at the hardness of the muscle in his hands.  It
was harder than anything he had ever felt on a human body before.
With both of his hands he was unable to even dent the muscle. 
Her chest began to press against Jason and he felt the equally
steely hardness of her pecs and abs.  Her nipples, hard as
diamonds, dug into his flesh.  Her abs felt like a steel plate as
she undulated her body against him.

    She finally released the kiss and Jason fell back and sucked
in air.  She laughed down at him.  "Not much of a kisser are
you?"  Jason's hands were still on her bicep and she decided to
blow his mind and flex it for him.  Jason felt her arm go from
steel to something far harder.  He was in shock and continued to
test the muscle with both hands.  He was unable to dent the
muscle and he found that both of his arms together were unable to
pull the flexing arm down.  In a daze he began to pull with all
his strength and body weight down on the teenager's one super
strong arm.  She placed her other hand on her hip and laughed at
his pathetic efforts.  "Oh come on, you can do better than that. 
I can't even feel you."  Jason was again panting and red-faced in
effort as Penny laughed at him, seemingly not even trying.  His
entire body weight was supported by her one arm, yet she breathed
normally, holding her arm up with ease.  Jason was soaked in
sweat and his hands got slippery.  He fell of her arm and crashed
to the floor with the downward momentum he had been trying to put
on her. 

    Penny quickly encircled his chest with her legs, positioning
him so that he was facing towards her.  She clamped down on the
bigger man.  Jason felt his ribs bow and he screamed in pain. 
"Oh God, stop you're crushing me.  Please don't hurt me."

    Jenny just laughed and continued to crush him with her legs. 
"Oh I won't do any permanent damage.  I'm just having a little
fun.  Besides this is only a fraction of my total power."  With
that she clamped down harder and Jason screamed.  He began to
beat his fists on her thighs and abs in an attempt to get loose. 
She laughed as his punches bounced ineffectively off of her body.
"You better stop or I'll really show you what these babies can
do.  This is about 50 % if my power, do you want to go for 75?"
Jason was unable to answer as the air was forced from his lungs
by her legs.  He began to se blackness fading around the edges of
his vision and he passed out.

    When he came to, Jason was on the floor next to his weight
bench.  He looked around and saw Penny on the exercise bike.  She
had the bike on the highest setting, a setting Jason could barely
get the pedals to move on.  Yet she had the wheel moving at a
dizzying speed, her thighs and calves bulging hugely as she
pumped the wheel around.  She saw that he was awake and swung her
body off the bike and approached him.  Jason watched her body in
awe.  Every muscle was huge and bulging with power.  The light
layer of sweat on her body added an erotic quality to this
beautiful girl.  He again felt the hard-on in his shorts and was
embarrassed that he was turned on by his tormentress.  Penny
walked over to Jason and lifted him to his feet.

    "Now what should I do with you now, little man," she began. 
Jason, scared of this mountain of strength, put everything he had
into a single punch with his good hand.  His arm, propelled by
his large muscles rocketed into the girls abdomen with a loud
crunch.  The crunch was Jason's knuckles breaking as he connected
with her armor-plated abs.  He was unable to even dent the
surface as his hand bounced off weakly and he slumped to the
ground holding his broken hand.  Penny again laughed and said,
"Now it's my turn." and reached for the fallen man.

    Jason ran into the next room and grabbed the poker from the
fireplace.  He raced at Penny and tried to smash her with the
heavy iron bar.  She caught his arms and easily wrenched the
poker from his grip.  She tossed Jason to the floor and looked at
the poker.  "Now what were you going to do with this little
thing," she teased as she held it up.  She placed her hands on
each end of the bar and easily bent it in two.  Her arms bulged
obscenely and Jason watched in awe as she proceeded to bend one
end of the bar through other using her strong fingers to bend the
bar.  Then she grabbed the end and pulled it into a tight knot! 
She took the other end and repeated the process.  Finally she
took both ends and bent them around to resemble bows.  She tossed
the knot of iron over to Jason on the floor.  "Here's a little
memento to remember me by.  Just be glad your neck wasn't in the
middle when I tied the knot.  Now get over here before I do the
same thing to you."  Her voice had a hard edge to it and Jason
quickly complied to the request.

    Penny grabbed Jason and pushed him against the wall.  He knew
better than to try and stop her.  He knew that she was far
stronger than he was.  Far stronger than he had ever hoped to be.
He didn't know how this was possible, but he accepted it and
found his body raging in lust for this muscular beauty.  She
laughed as he pawed at her body with his damaged hands.  "Not
even trying to stop me anymore, you're learning," she said.  "But
I'm not done playing with you yet."  She pressed her body against
his and forced his head between her huge breasts.  Jason felt
they were as hard as the rest of her body as the nipples dug into
his flesh.  She dropped her arms to the side and crushed him with
just the power of her mighty bosom.  In pain and unable to draw a
breath, Jason tried to push her body away from his.  He pressed
his legs against the wall and pushed back with everything
remaining in his once-thought strong body.  She easily held him
in place and smothered him with her breasts.  He began flailing
his arms in panic but soon stopped as he neared unconsciousness
again.  She stepped back and let him fall to the floor.  She
lifted him up and placed her arms around his chest in a bear hug.

Her arms were barely able to get around the big man. She flexed
her muscles and Jason felt his ribs again bow from the pressure. 
"I want you to beg me to stop again, Mr. Jameson," she said as
she increased the pressure of the hold.  

    Jason beat on her back in vain and tried to pry himself
loose.  He might as well been trying to stop a vise.  He began to
cry in pain and frustration.  "Stop, you're breaking my back. 
You're stronger than me, I give up."

    "Now whose stronger, big ugly man, or little, sexy girl," she
taunted.  She flexed her arms and gave him little jolts of power
that made him cry out in pain.

    "You're stronger, OWWW! Please Stop.  My muscles are weak and
pathetic in comparison to yours," Jason panted.  "HELP," he cried
,"please help me."

    "There is no help, Mr. Jameson.  I could kill you with out
even getting a good workout, but I don't want to hurt you too
badly.  Now beg some more."  She pressed her knuckles into his
back and increased the pressure of her lock.  She loved breaking
men this way.  He was stronger than most, she was having to use
almost half of her total strength, but he was still nothing
compared to her.  This fact always served to excite Penny.  She
realized that she had pressed too hard and Jason was unable to
respond.  She released some of the pressure but he was already
out cold.  Oh well she laughed and carried him back into the
exercise room.

    This time when Jason awoke, his body felt like he had been
run over by a car, or a tank.  A tank with long brown hair and
bright blue eyes.  He looked around in a daze and saw Penny
lifting weights in the corner of the room.  As his eyes focuses
he saw her muscles glistening as she curled a weight to her body.

Jason looked in awe at her body and felt his dick grow hard.  He
was soon nearing explosion just watching her huge body work.  He
glanced at the weight on the bar.  Adding quickly he realized
that she was curling nearly 300 pounds!  Her arms were huge and
vascular as she brought the weight down and up in rhythmic
fashion.  Curling 300 pounds for reps, Jason thought and then he
did ejaculate into his shorts.  Her body was so strong and sexy,
Jason couldn't contain himself.

    Penny saw Jason and put the weight down and approached him. 
Jason fell to his knees, grabbed her thigh and began to kiss and
lick her legs.  "Please don't hurt me anymore, I'll do anything
you want," he panted as he massaged and licked her muscles. 
Penny basked in the fact that she had reduced him to a quivering
mass so quickly and easily.  She turned him on his back and
hungrily tore off his shorts.  She noticed that they were already
sticky with cum.

    "Naughty, naughty, starting without me," she teased.  She
looked down at the man's penis.  "What the hell are you going to
do with that thing.  You must be hitting the 'roids hard, that
thing is as pathetic as the rest of your body."  As she said this
she rubbed his dick expertly in her hands and brought it partly
back to life.  She placed his dick against her abdomen and rubbed
it against her tight muscles.  Jason moaned in ecstasy from the
incredible sensations this sent through his body.  Within seconds
he was nearing explosion again.  Penny sensed this and clamped
down hard on his dick with her strong fingers.  He screamed in
pain and collapsed on the floor writhing, his lust momentarily
forgotten.  "That thing's just not going to cut it, Mr. Jameson,
we're going to have to find other means for me to have my fun."

    She took off her panties and plunged his face into her moist
box.  She began to work him up and down between her muscular
thighs and glutes.  He was gasping for air but desperately tried
to please the girl with his tongue.  Penny began to rock and moan
in pleasure.  As she clamped harder, Jason yelped in pain and was
forced deeper into her channel.  She soon forgot Jason was even
between her legs as she neared climax.  As she climaxed her legs
clamped hard on the man's head, and he again swooned.  Her orgasm
continued for minutes after which she looked down at the large
man.  He was bleeding from his mouth and nose, but was breathing
okay.  She blew him a kiss and got up, her huge body brimming
with power.

-----------------

    Jason woke up some time later feeling even worse than he had
before.  He hurt everywhere.  His hands were no doubt broken and
his ribs were badly bruised.  His dick was still throbbing from
her grip and his face felt heavy and swollen.  He managed to get
up after some minutes and saw a note on the table under the knot
of the fireplace poker.  It said;

Mr. Jameson, 
    Thanks for a lovely afternoon.  Feel free to come back for
some more anytime.  Bring a friend or two, I do so enjoy beating
you puny men into dust.  I know you loved it and that you will
never be able to think of women the same way again.  Keep the
poker to remember my hot muscles and what a real woman is capable
of.  Oh by the way, I took $500 from your wallet for my troubles.

See you in your dreams.
                                       Penny

Jason lifted the heavy poker knot and cried.  He cried in pain
and frustration, knowing that she was right and that she had
again changed his life forever.


The End