Halloween This is a repost of a story from last year. It is only for people who WANT to read about a strong powerful woman who subdues a jerky guy and then humiliates him. If this isn't your thing, please accept my apologies as you move on. Otherwise, enjoy! My Diary Entry for 10/31/96. Some of which actually did happen. 10/31 Dear Diary: Jeannine, the blonde with the smooth skin, great ass and the born again personality asked me if I wanted to go to a pumpkin carving party. Jeez, who does that girl think I am, Mr. Rogers? She's always trying to get me to stop my drinking, cursing and all around fun to hang out with her and her wholesome friends. The thought of it makes me wanna puke, but I was real anxious to get into her pants so I told her I would swing along. I made sure that I had finished a pint of my buddy J Daniels before she picked me up, as it was the only way I could deal with all this sweet boredom. So she picks me up about 7, looking real sweet. I wanted to do her right there in the car but figured it might be easier if I sat through the pumpkin party first. So we get there, and the crowd made me more nauseous than any booze could. Whole families of church going, charitable types. But there was one babe there who really made my eyes open, however. She was this blonde (of course) about 35. She was maybe 5'7" or so, but this babe was built, big time. I mean, you could see her great butt through her jeans, and she had this real nice flat stomach and real firm looking tits, like rocks, but she had arms man, I mean real muscles, like a construction worker or something. Every time she moved you could see her shoulders swell and her triceps and biceps dance. She had a nice face, too. Nice skin, and her hair was parted in the middle, real youthful like. I was blown away. I never saw a babe like this before. She was a major turn on! I wanted to take her in the back yard and do her right there!! So I tell Jeannine to carve her pumpkin herself and I decide to meander over to the foxy muscle babe who was carving a pumpkin with a young girl, about 10. Must be her daughter, a fox in training, I thought. By then the Mr. Daniels was taking effect and I had to bounce off some furniture to get to the babe, but I made it and gave her a big "Hi how are ya" and she just stares at me. Alright, so maybe my speech might have been a little slurred, but that's no reason for her to ignore me. Hadn't she ever seen a drunk before? I wanted this bitch real bad. "Thas a nice pumpkin you doin there" I said. Finally she looks at me, real annoyed like and says "Thanks" which is okay, but then she says "Are you feeling all right sir? Maybe you should sit down for awhile, okay?" I couldn't believe this bitch. Here I am trying to be friendly, maybe show her a little good time later and she treats me like I'm some street drunk or something. I figured maybe if I said something nice about the pumpkin she was carving with her lil girl, maybe then I could score some points. So I go to pick up the pumpkin. Then the bitch shouts "NO!" like I'm her fucking dog or something and the little girl actually starts screaming some bullshit. So I figure I gotta just take the damm pumpkin, so I go to grab it from the mother's hands, and sure enough it slips and goes flying halfway across the room, splattering across the linoleum. A real fucking mess. "You drunken bastard!!!" The big blonde was actually screaming at me now. The veins in her neck were tense and you could see these great chest muscles tighten, a MAJOR turn on. I was gazing at her shoulder muscles which were positively ripped now as adrenaline or something was moving through her body. I was really getting into it when she interrupted me, still screaming "I was working on this pumpkin with my little girl for 45 minutes and you just ruined it. Why couldn't you mind your own damm business!" Man, this babe was really fired up now. I swear, I was getting a hard on just being near all that fired up female muscle. Suddenly, the little girl runs out of the house crying. The babe just looked at me with contempt and ran after her. Suddenly, my girlfriend Jeannine was in my face, saying "This is it for you! You have embarrassed me for the last time. We are going home now. I am taking you home. Lets go." With that she started walking towards the door. So I figured I better follow her If I wanted a ride home. Besides, the half dozen other people at the party were staring at me like I was some sort of criminal or something, so I followed Jeannine out into the front yard. Then more shit came down. The muscle babe was out there trying to get the girl to stop crying, but the kid sees me and starts crying all over again saying "Mommy, there's that man again, I'm scared! He scares me" and then the kid goes ballistic, like I'm a frigging monster or something. I had had enough of this shit, was pissed that I wasn't gonna get to feel her muscular butt, and took the opportunity to tell the kid to shut the fuck up. The mother just looked at me with this "What the hell should I do" look. Jeannine says "Don't worry M'am, we're leaving, I'm taking him home, I'm very sorry for the trouble" But that wasn't enough. The big bitch gets up and actually starts walking towards me, still really pumped, you could tell. She turns and says to the daughter "Don't be scared, honey, he can't hurt you, look, I'll show you." And then she comes up right in front of me, and by this time I don't know WHAT to expect. All I knew was that her tense female muscle got me hotter the closer she got. I say "hi." She turns sideways and pulls back one arm. Thats all I remember. Well, Something hit me. The bridge of my nose felt like it had been crushed by a fastball and my head swung back. Did this bitch hit me like that?? Could any woman, even a muscular one, hit that hard?? Boom! I never saw anything, but suddenly my chest felt like it was crushed in and I couldn't breathe. I started to slump down. WHAM! I saw a tight jean clad knee come up and crushed whatever was left of my nose. I went down on my back like a sack of potatoes, trying to breathe. As I looked up the bitch was standing over me, venom squirting from every victorious pore. I was dizzy but I heard her say something like "See, honey, you don't have to be scared, mommy is taking care of the bad man!" and I could also hear my girl Jeannine saying "Stop it, please, you're hurting him". But she was ignored. But I wasn't gonna ignore what the cunt had done to me. Busted my nose with a sucker punch, got lucky and knocked the wind out of me. Woman or no, she wasn't gonna get away with it. I started to get up. She was saying something to me like "If you were smart you would stay down there." But I wasn't about to listen. I got to my feet. I figured I would hit her maybe twice and she would fall apart. So I swung with my right. My good cross. Nothing but air. She had ducked. Man, she was fast. So I decided to come up with a left jab. Slow her down a bit. I lunged towards her, trying to put something extra into it to repay her for the broken nose. She didn't duck this time, but I wish she had. She did some weird kung fu shit stepped to one side and bent my incoming arm back like a pretzel. I tried to go with it, but she was bending it in a way that it just couldn't go. I fell to the ground and she was on top of me, still bending my arm in a way that it wasn't supposed to bend, but I couldn't budge it. She had all the leverage. "I feel sorry for you, you pathetic shit" she began lecturing. She wasn't even breathing heavily. "I could snap your arm like a pretzel any time I want to." As soon as she said that she let go and I thought she would leave me alone, but she stayed on top of me and put her left arm around my throat and her right arm grabbed mine and again started twisting. Now I couldn't breathe, I had a numb left arm and she was was working on the right. This was a bad scene. I had started messing with the wrong person. This bitch not only had muscles, but she really knew how to use them. I was in deep shit. All thoughts of revenge had left me. It was now a matter of survival, plane and simple. Her mouth was right next to my ear now, and she started speaking in an authoritative voice "Listen you pile of piss. You come over to me, you ruin my daughter's Halloween and then you curse us out after she starts crying. So I broke your nose and I might decide to break one of your arms and choke all the air out of you if you don't crawl over to her on your hands and knees and apologize so that she can see that you are in weak pile of crap that couldn't threaten anything." She got off me, loosened her grip around my neck so that I could breathe for the first time in minutes, but continued to twist my arm, dragging me towards her now silent daughter as she dragged me like a beaten animal. I hurt like hell all over and was really feeling sick. We get to the little girl and the bitch just throws me down on the ground on my face. She plants her foot hard on my defeated spine and shout "Apologize to her!" I'm staring at the girl's feet, not knowing what to do. I saw a blur coming from the right side and suddenly my ear felt as if a freight train had hit it. My head snapped back and I literally flipped over. When I was able to look up the bitch was staring down at me, lying flat on my back writhing in pain and gasping for air."Stop it, you're hurting him!" I heard Jeannine yell. This time the bitch turned to her and told her in no uncertain turns to shut up. "I got some business to finish with this whimp. He had this coming to him." Then she turned to me and put her foot on my already damaged chest "You wanna pologize to my little girl now or do I have to cripple you?" I didn't doubt either her ability or her desire to do that. I told the little girl I was very sorry for ruining her Halloween. "Mommy, he should be spanked! He's a bad boy." The little girl, obviously a bitch in training said. My conqueror laughed for the first time. "Thats a good idea, honey. He's a bad boy, he should be spanked and she got down on one knee and rolled me over. I was too scared to resist. She rolled me over on my back with a well placed kick to the ribs and put her foot on my throat. "Don't get me mad now" she taunted. Then, she bends down and unbuckles my belt and rolls down my pants, exposing my bare ass! I couldn't believe it. And then she starts smacking it, hard, laughing "I'm spanking the bad boy, Hon, see?" It wasn't the pain as much as the humiliation. Being spanked on the bare ass by a powerful mom for her little girl's amusement, while my girfriend watched, chastised by my conqueror into keeping her mouth shut. It was then that I realized that the other party guests were still in the house. Maybe they would help. I craned my neck to look at the front of the house, even as the bitch was smacking my helpless bare ass and counting "...eleven...twelve....". I was able to see the front of the house, but wished that I hadn't. They could see me, sure, but they obviously weren't gonna help. In fact they were all crowded around the front window laughing and drinking champagne, about a dozen of them, men women and children, interrupting their Halloween to laugh at my humiliation. "...nineteen...TWENTY..." Finally, she stopped. I felt that my ordeal was finally over. I was wrong. The girl spoke up "Now make peepee on him Mommy! Make peepee on him!!!" The muscle babe gave a hearty laugh. "No, honey, we've done enough. He's learned his lesson. Lets go home." "No Mommy!! You should make peepee on him" The young one had a one track sadistic mind. The muscle babe stood up and looked down at me, then at the kid. She turned to me "Don't move or I'll break something when I get back. I mean it" She needn't have bothered. I was to beaten to move for awhile anyway. The bitch got up, walked into the house, said something for a few minutes and came out. I noticed as she came out that the guests had moved away from the window and the drapes closed. She walked towards me, but looked at the girl "Okay honey, just for you, for your Halloween, I'll make peepee all over the bad man." Jeannine was crying by this point, but knew that there was nothing she could do to prevent this powerful woman from completing her physical conquest of her date. The bitch stood over me and actually pulled down her pants. So this was why she had gone into the house, to ask them not to watch while she pissed on me. I could see her cunt now, something that I had longed for so much only an hour ago, but something that seemed so far away now. It was humiliating just that she could feel free to expose herself that way, knowing that I was now no threat whatsoever. She squatted over me, by now smiling triumphantly. She looked down at me and said "Okay, jerk, I'm gonna piss on you to please my little girl, and then you can go slither off to whatever rock you crawled out from under". It was as if she had sympathy for me already, as I was thoroughly defeated and humiliated. I felt her warm piss squirt all over my face and shirt as she laughed and the little girl squealed with delight "Mommy is peeing on the bad man! Mommy is peeing on the bad man!!!" Well, mommy finally stopped and got up, zipping her fly. "I enjoyed that", she said smugly. She went over and hugged the little girl, who now seemed to feel great. Before she left she turned to Jeannine and said "Look, I;m sorry, but he scared my little girl. I beat him pretty badly. You should get him cleaned up and to a hospital. Tell him to be more careful and respectful next time!" I could hear them laughing as they drove away. they had quite a Halloween after all. * * * Thanks. Hope you enjoyed. Things like this "happen" to me all the time. If you would like to hear more, please advise. Happy Halloween!!!