The Bodyguards

Robert double crosses Kitty so her bodyguards teach him a lesson.


Robert Steamer wrote some of the best trashy stories ever published by 
the gossip magazines, he didn't care if the facts became twisted and 
blown out of proportion in the process.  His following of readers would 
buy whatever publication he sold his stories to, increasing their 
circulation so dramatically that he was in demand by all the tacky 
tabloid publishers. He was paid outrageous sums of money for articles 
exposing musicians, movie stars and even senators for their scandalous 
and sometimes perverted actions.  Often a detailed picture or several 
photographs accompanied these stories, making them appear, beyond 
anyone's doubt, to be completely authentic.  He didn't care if the 
photographs were modified either, some were actually superimposed into 
incriminating positions, while others were simply fabricated from pieces 
of totally dissimilar pictures.  They were all part of his plan, his plan 
to get rich before the age of 35.

He was 33 years old now, and well on his way to investing and banking his
first million dollars.  He was a handsome young man and he knew all the
tricks of his trade.  He was a blue eyed, blond haired charmer, standing
5'6" tall with a bushy moustache and a thin, almost athletic looking body.
He carried a hidden camera strapped to his waist, it was positioned
slightly above his butt with a special wide angle lens on a long thin tube
that circled his hip and wound up his stomach, exiting through a hole in
his shirt in the disguise of a gold tie-clip.  Actually, the strange
contraption was a modified arthroscope, normally used in detailed medical
surgery for viewing through a small incision.  He learned about the
ingenious device while interviewing a well known playboy surgeon early in
his career, and with a few simple modifications, it had proven to be an
investment that would serve him well for many years.

He had just sold his latest scoop, complete with several color photos to
backup the incriminating story.  This time it was a professional football
player who had the misfortune of being caught by Robert's hidden camera.
The article claimed he had the hots for teenage cheerleaders, and
occasionally, when the team was out of town for an away game, he tried to
pick them up.  The story was somewhat true, and he had photographs to back
it up. The pictures were taken of him with several young girls in
cheerleading uniforms and another of him playing with his 14 year old
daughter, she too happened to be a cheerleader.  They were modified of
course, changing the color of the girls' hair and making it look like he
was forcing them into the his red sports car.  Another photo showed him
kissing a young girl, it was actually his daughter, altered to make it
look like some other young teenage victim.  The publicity just about
ruined the man's career, but a rebuttal of the story was published several
weeks later, hidden on the inside pages of the magazine.  The damage had
been done, but the retraction of the story quieted the lawyers and the
football player was secretly paid a large sum of money.  This was the way
so many of Robert Steamer's stories panned out, but even taking into
account the payoffs, the profits were so great for the publishers, the
demand for his stories was making him richer by the week.  There was no
doubt he was going to achieve his goal.

He decided his next target was going to be Kitty Fields, the eccentric
female rock star.  He had met her once several years ago at a backstage
party after one of her concerts.  He even took her picture, without her
knowing it of course.  The photograph was one of his favorites, one he
never sold to any of the tabloids.  It was Kitty Fields, naked, emerging
from the shower in her dressing room as he barged in by accident while
supposedly looking for the men's room.  She was beautiful, she had long
blond hair and powder blue eyes, big firm tits capped by proud pointy
nipples that sparkled with droplets of steaming hot water. Her golden
locks were soaking wet, the water dripping upon her stalwart breasts and
disappearing into the cavern of her deep cleavage.  She was a natural
blond too, with long shapely legs and a flat solid looking stomach that
showed the muscle from her demanding stage routines.  It was quite
possibly the finest photograph he had taken in his entire career, at least
Robert thought it was, and that was why he enlarged it, making it into a
36" X 24" color poster.  It was framed and hanging in the privacy of his
darkroom, and he was the only one who had ever seen it.

Kitty did the concert circuit once a year, it was always a four month tour
and then she would disappear for seven or eight months and nobody knew
where she went or what she did.  This was what Robert Steamer had to find
out, it would make a great story and possibly yield his largest pay day
ever.  He was hot on her trail now, following her from concert to concert,
studying her habits and taking her picture whenever possible.

There were always two huge men with Kitty, dressed in black chauffeurs'
uniforms with white gloves and military style hats.  These guys were
easily 6'5" tall, and they drove her limo, escorted her to and from the
concerts, and followed her everywhere.  Robert couldn't tell them apart,
they looked identical to each other in every way.  They moved Kitty
through the crowds of people so easily, pushing back the wild spectators
and making room for her to pass.  More than once in the past month Robert
had manoeuvred himself to the front of the crowd only to be pushed aside
by one of her burly escorts before he could take her photograph.  This
time though, he managed to get past the guards and jump out in front of
her, snapping several pictures with his hand camera and the hidden camera
as well.  The two escorts surrounded him, lifted him off his feet and
pushed him back into the crowd as Kitty glanced in their direction with a
smile of recognition.  Kitty knew who Robert Steamer was, even she read
his stories, and she thought she knew why he was following her around too.

That night in Robert's hotel room, the phone rang and he couldn't imagine
who could be calling him on the road like this.  It was Kitty Fields, and
she wanted to meet with him.  She actually asked him out to dinner, and
offered to pick him up in her limo.  Without hesitation he immediately
accepted, telling her he would be ready and waiting in one hour.

One hour later, a white limousine stopped in front of his hotel suite and
then someone was knocking on his door.  He opened the door and there stood
Kitty's chauffeur towering before him with a presence so large he suddenly
felt like a small child.  "Please follow me Mr. Steamer" were the only
words spoken.  It was the first time he had actually seen one of the
guards up close without thousands of Kitty's screaming fans surrounding
him, it was also the first time he had heard one of them speak.  The voice
simply didn't fit the physique, he was expecting a deep throaty sound from
this giant of a man, but only received a calm, almost feminine invitation
before he closed the door and proceeded towards the limo.

Robert followed the guard as requested and climbed into the back of the
limo with Kitty Fields.  She looked exactly like he remembered her,
sitting across from him with her long legs crossed and stretched out
between the seats.  Their conversation was sparse but friendly as they
cautiously checked each other out.  Robert couldn't take his eyes off her
beautiful face framed by her long golden hair, except for the momentary
glances he made towards her long legs and surprisingly muscular thighs.
They were going to dine at a private, secluded club on the far side of
town and arrived a short time later.  When they exited the limo, Robert
was surprised by Kitty's height, he didn't recall her being so tall but
with her heels on she towered nearly ten inches above him.

The dinner was excellent and the conversation completely under Kitty's
control.  "I've read many of your stories Mr. Steamer" she said.  "You
seem to have a way with words that attracts a lot of attention, the wrong
type of publicity at this point in my career could be devastating to my
popularity and financial success.  My fans have always come first, at
least for four months out of each year" she lectured, "if you intend to
write a story about me, I must insist that you allow me to read and
approve it before publishing.  I know you have taken a number of
photographs of me also, I would like to see any that you intend to print."
Robert was surprised at how forward and direct she was, he was also amazed
at how much she knew about him and his intentions.  He decided to be just
as direct and commanding as Kitty.  "I'm interested in doing a story about
you and your music, and especially your activities during the eight months
away from the concert tour" he said.  "That would be quite difficult to
arrange Robert" she said, "you see I travel extensively, all over the
world during the off months, and I like my privacy.  I have a very
profitable business on the side that I would like to keep private, and I'm
willing to make a deal with you."

Robert was all ears now, he never refused a good deal, mostly because he
knew it would result in making lots of money and bring him that much
closer to his goal.  He didn't know if Kitty knew it, but she was
increasing his curiosity with every word she spoke.  He was even more
determined than before to find out what Kitty was hiding, and there was no
way she was going to stop him.

Kitty knew what a devious and dishonest character Robert was, but she
couldn't understand how such a cute and handsome looking little guy could
be such a good sleezeball writer.  She didn't know why, but she too was
experiencing a growing interest, an interest in Robert Steamer and the
power of his writing.

The deal was simple, Robert could write anything he wanted to about Kitty,
as long as she could read it first and give it her approval.  Robert had
other ideas though, he was going to sell whatever he wanted to, and he was
going to produce a toned down version for Kitty to read and approve.  That
was it as far as Robert was concerned, he agreed to have a completed draft
ready in two weeks and they were going to meet again at the same place,
her limo would pick him up at the same time.

Kitty saw Robert at several more of her performances, taking pictures and
talking into a small recorder.  She even put on a special up close
performance for him at her final show, dancing to the edge of the stage
only two feet in front of him and shaking her ass and tits in his face.
She knew she was giving him the opportunity to take some very explicit
photos of her, but she didn't care, it was all part of her plan.

They met for diner several nights later, Kitty's limo and driver picked
him up at the present time.  At diner, Robert produced six rather
flattering photos of Kitty on stage and a wonderful story outlining her
career.  She knew this wasn't a real Robert Steamer story right away, it
wasn't sleazy enough, it was too clean and without controversy.  She
decided to proceed with her own plan, and it started with desert.  Robert
never knew what hit him, the dessert was drugged and he passed out several
minutes after the limo exited the parking lot.  He was unconscious all
night, while Kitty had her guards search his condo and car, removing every
item that mentioned her name or contained her picture.  Robert was taken
to Kitty's private estate in the mountains, it's location was unknown to
all.

When he woke up, he looked around the room and realized it was furnished
much like his own study.  His head was spinning so much, for a moment he
thought he was back in his own condo.  He knew something was wrong when he
saw the framed poster of Kitty Fields naked, displayed on the wall next to
the bed.  Moments later the door opened and Kitty's chauffeur barged
through and lifted him to his feet.  "Ms. Kitty would like you to join her
downstairs" was all he said as he practically dragged Robert out of the
room and down the stairs.  Kitty was waiting at the foot of the stairs,
she dressed in a white bodysuit that fit so tight it looked like it was
sprayed on.  She was wearing white high heels too, and as Robert was
brought before her he had to careen his neck to look up into her face.
She was so tall that the top of his head was several inches below her
broad shoulders.  Kitty body looked so big and powerful compared to
Robert's skinny frame and yet they were both dwarfed by the immense size
of her two constant companions.

She took him by the arm and turned him around and said "Robert, I think
it's time you met my personal bodyguards, Doris and Penny."  Robert was
completely taken by surprise, the two towering bodyguards removed their
hats and after extracting several hairpins, revealed shoulder length
shinny black hair.  When they removed their jackets, he could see they
were equipped with a form fitting chest piece that until now, had
completely concealed their large protruding breasts.  "You can go and
change now girls, but hurry back" she said, "Robert and I have a few
things to discuss, and I want you both here when we're through."  The two
giant bodyguards left and now it was just Robert and Kitty.

WACK!!! she slapped his face so hard he fell to the floor looking up at
her towering form.  "You double crossing little S.O.B., I'd like to beat
the shit out of you right now" she yelled as she manoeuvred around him on
the floor.  Robert tried to get up, WACK!!! she slapped him again and he
fell to his back with his face on fire from her powerful blow.  This time
she followed him to the floor and straddled him, trapping his skinny arms
under her long legs and pinning him there.  WACK!!! WACK!!! She slapped
him several more times as he laid helplessly trapped between her long
powerful legs.  He was squirming and kicking his legs, trying to escape
from beneath her, he was yelling as loud as he could "get the hell off of
me you crazy bitch, what do you think you're doing?"  She put and end to
his feeble struggles with one simple move.  Kitty slid her right hand
behind her back and grabbed Robert firmly between the legs and squeezed,
he froze like a statue with his mouth wide open.  The sudden change in his
attitude happened so quickly it almost made her laugh, the look of fear in
his eyes and that helpless look on his face was exactly what she wanted,
Kitty was in complete control.

Robert was like a little puppet as Kitty sat heavily on his chest and
smiled down at his frightened face framed by her muscular thighs.  He
looked up past Kitty's face and he could see that the two giant bodyguards
had returned, they were wearing the same white bodysuit and heels as
Kitty, their faces smiling down at him from high overhead.  Kitty
playfully squeezed her big thighs together around his head, it wasn't
tight enough to cause him any pain or do any real damage, but she was
using enough force to let Robert know her muscular thighs could easily
crush his little head.  The two bodyguards kneeled down with Kitty between
them, their strong hands gripped his legs and pinned him to the floor,
they were going to make sure he didn't move.

Kitty wanted the truth, and she was going to get it one way or another.
She started asking Robert questions, if she didn't like the answer she
would give his balls another tight squeeze and hold it there, waiting for
the answer she wanted.  Robert was blubbering uncontrollably and wailing
like a baby after only a few seconds of her interrogation.  She eased the
pressure of her crushing grip on his balls and the words flowed from his
mouth like water through a broken damn.  He told her everything, and more.
He babbled about how he had written two stories and intended to trick her
by publishing the other one, how he had made up a completely fictional
story of her activities away from the concert scene and finally, why?
Because he wanted to get rich and he didn't care who he hurt in the
process.  Kitty wanted to know more, especially about the nude poster, she
knew the photo was several years old and wanted to know how he acquired
it.  She also wanted to know why it was never sold to the tabloids, he
certainly could have made a tremendous profit from it's sale.  And
finally, she wanted to know why in the hell he had made it into a poster
and had it hanging on his wall.

Robert let it all hang out, he told her about his secret hidden camera and
how he had taken the nude picture of her in the shower, she didn't
remember him barging in.  He told her that he thought the photo was one of
his best, one that he wanted to keep for himself.  It was a photo he found
himself staring at more and more all the time.  He told her he enlarged
the photo to enhance the image and make her appear more life like, and
then he told her he thought he was falling in love with her, and he knew
he would not be able to go through with his plan.  Kitty squeezed her
powerful thighs tightly around his head and held him till he passed out,
she wasn't totally sure he was telling the truth, but for some reason she
liked Robert Steamer, she liked him a lot and she was going to find out.

Robert started to move about ten minutes later, his head pounding like
never before.  He was sitting on a couch now, Kitty was next to him with
her long legs snaked around his stomach and chest holding him upright with
her ankles locked tight.  "Welcome back sleepy head, you were unconscious
for quite some time.  I thought maybe you were really injured, I didn't
even squeeze you that hard" she said.  "Now I want you to pay close
attention to my bodyguards Robert, this demonstration is for you."

Doris and Penny pranced across the large room carrying a young man.  They
each had a firm grip on one of his wrists with their other hand squeezing
tightly around his skinny biceps, holding him nearly a foot of the floor
as they marched towards the center of the room.  He was naked, his body
looking bruised and sore from a previous assault.  His ass cheeks looked
puffy and red, no doubt from a terrible blistering at the hands of a giant
female bodyguard.  He was being put on display directly in front of
Robert, his feet dangling helplessly off the floor as the bodyguards
watched his pathetic struggles with a amused smile.  Kitty squeeze Robert
securely between her thighs to make sure he paid attention, this
demonstration was for him and she was damn sure he was gonna watch.

Robert stared at the scene as best as he could with Kitty's big thighs
squeezing him so tight.  The bodyguards looked absolutely huge, they were
so big and powerful looking, with their heels on they literally towered
over the captive man.  At first it looked like they were simply going to
rip this poor guy limb from limb, then it became apparent they had
something else in mind.

Kitty sat back and made herself comfortable, she had Robert right where
she wanted him, trapped between her long powerful legs with her big thighs
gripping his waist and enveloping his entire midsection.  The two amazon
bodyguards just stood there smiling.  They held the little man captive and
laughed at his futile attempts to escape from their strong gripping hands
as they held him high off the floor. They both knew what was about to
happen and couldn't wait to get started.  Soon it became apparent that
they were waiting for some sort of signal from their boss, but Kitty paid
them no mind, she was more concerned with Robert's reaction to this whole
situation, she kept her eyes on his every move.

"This is Juan Costello from Mexico City" she said.  "He's a lot like you
Robert, professionally speaking that is, he writes articles and takes
sleazy photographs for porno magazines, don't you Juan?" she said without
even looking at him.  "He's been following my concert tour since I left
Texas several months ago.  He made a big mistake though didn't you Juan?"
she said as she took her eyes off Robert momentarily and smiled at him.
"He tried to sneak into my private estate last night, and we caught him."
Kitty started to laugh, "he even took our picture at the restaurant last
night, you were too busy lying to notice.  We let him follow us home, and
waited for him.  Poor little Juan", she laughed again. "So easily lured
into our little trap, just like the sneaky rat that he is".  "Now watch
closely Robert". she said squeezing him tighter and increasing the painful
pressure of her muscular thighs on his flattening midsection till she was
sure she had his undivided attention.  "Juan's about to tell us everything
we want to know, if he doesn't pass out first, aren't you Juan baby?"
That must have been the signal the bodyguards were looking for, because
the two dark haired amazons went to work on Juan.

They lowered him to the floor and Doris struggled with him briefly as he
tried to push her away.  He looked like a little child fighting with his
domineering mother, she was so much bigger and stronger than him it was
really no contest at all.  She kept toying with him, spinning and jerking
him around with one arm, laughing as he tried to cover his naked penis
with one hand and free his arm from her grasp at the same time.  She could
have put an end to their little confrontation anytime she wanted to, but
Kitty and Penny were amused by his relentless determination despite the
complete futility of his efforts.  When she was through toying with him,
she simply grabbed both his wrists and easily forced his arms behind his
back and folded them against his shoulder blades.  She held his forearms
together with one strong hand wrapped around his back and lifted him into
the air, wrapping her other arm around his back and pulling him against
her towering body.  She started to slowly increase the pressure with her
powerful arms, crushing his body against her big solid breasts while he
squirmed helplessly with absolutely no chance of escape.  He kept trying
though, with his skinny legs wiggling all over it looked like he was
trying to climb up her big thighs, but his feet kept sliding off their
wide expanse every time he attempted to push himself upward and through
her crushing embrace.  Her biceps started to bunch up, swelling so big it
looked like she could easily crush his little ribs or even brake his back
with the power of her muscular arms.  She let him struggle feebly for
another minute or two, smiling at his anguished face, relishing his
helplessness, amusing herself with how easily she was able to control him.
Then with seemingly little effort on her part, she suddenly jolted his
body with a burst of pressure from her one arm wrapped around his chest
and squeezed him, pressing him tighter and tighter against her massive
chest.  He was gasping for air almost immediately and after a few seconds
of sampling only a portion of her incredible arm strength, his struggling
had completely stopped.  He released a sick whimpering moan from deep
within his lungs and started to go limp in her muscular arms.  She
loosened her grip on his chest as Penny moved in behind him and grabbed
both his skinny forearms with one strong hand then reached between his
legs with her other hand.

When Doris released his body from her crushing embrace, Penny easily
lifted him into the air, turned and held him vertically in front of Kitty
and Robert.  He was still breathing but his head was slumped forward and
his face was contorted from the pain.  He kept wiggling his legs uselessly
with his ass resting on the palm of her big hand, her fingers encased his
entire crotch in a big fist with his drooping little dick protruding from
between her clenched knuckles.  Robert was having trouble watching, but
another powerful squeeze from Kitty's strong thighs brought him to
attention immediately and had him struggling for air as she forced him to
look at the helpless man.

He didn't know what was more frightening as he painfully watched the
bodyguard manhandle this little man.  Was it Penny's strong right fist
grinding powerfully at his genitals, holding his entire weight in the palm
of her big hand as she threatened to crush his little jewels at any
moment?, or was it the unbelievable size of her huge muscular arms, the
were as big as her twin sister's, and bulging forth with more size and
power than he ever imagined a woman of any size could possess?  No, he
thought to himself, right now he was more frightened of what Kitty might
do to him with her crushing thighs. She was squeezing him so tight he
couldn't even move or take a full breath without increasing the pain he
was already forced to endure.  Adding to all this, he thought about the
distinct possibility of one of Kitty's giant bodyguards holding him like
that, they were easily strong enough to crush his little nuts or literally
break him in half if they wanted to.  On top of all this, he had no idea
what this powerful trio was going to do next.

Kitty kept her eyes glued to Robert, whether he knew it or not, his
reactions were going to decide his fate.  Penny slowly untwisted her arms
and held the poor man horizontally in front of them, her left hand still
holding his arms pinned behind his back while he right hand squeezed
between his legs.  She curled his body slowly to her chest and held him
against her big tits, then lowered him, she did again, slower, making it
obvious that it was relatively easy for her.  She curled him at least five
times, looking back and forth at her bulging arms as they swelled into
huge mounds of rock hard muscle.  She must have increased the pressure of
her strong fingers on his little balls as she curled him because Juan
never uttered a word, he just kind of gagged and made this horrible "Ack!
Ack! Ack!" coughing sound.  Before he stopped hacking, she started to
raise him high over her head and press him towards the ceiling, again and
again, she easily pressed him over her head, repeating the effortless
exercise at least six or seven times.

On her last press, she raised up high on her toes and smashed his body
against the ceiling, holding him there while the muscles in her calves and
thighs literally burst into definition beneath their stretchy white
covering.  The muscles in her arms and wide back were clearly visible too,
with the white stretchy material covering her muscular body, she looked
like a giant statue of an amazon warrior holding her vanquished opponent
overhead after his lopsided sided defeat.  Kitty grabbed Robert by the
hair and forced his head back to look at the helpless little man pressed
almost ten feet in the air against the ceiling.  "That could be you
Robert" she said, "I certainly hope for your sake you've been telling me
the truth."  All his ideas of tricking Kitty and publishing whatever he
wanted to print had vanished into thin air, there was no way he wanted to
be manhandled by either of Kitty's amazon bodyguards.  "Would you like to
join poor Juan? I'm sure Doris would just love to get her hands on a
little man like you wouldn't you Doris? Kitty laughed.

Doris stood close by smiling at Kitty's teasing remarks, she knew she was
only kidding, at least for the time being, but she wanted to join in the
fun.  She kept watching her twin sister playfully lift and press Juan's
hopelessly outclassed body up to the ceiling and hold him there. She was
eager to demonstrate that she too was as powerful as her twin sister.
Kitty knew Robert was frightened like never before, not only had she
threatened him with the possibility of being mangled by her two
bodyguards, but she knew he was already familiar with at least a portion
of her own physical power, and she was planning to take advantage of that
right now.  She grabbed Robert by the scruff of his neck and twisted his
head so she could look at his face.  She held him only inches from her own
face and looked into his frightened eyes, "Are you telling me the truth
Robert Steamer?" she asked.  "YES" he answered meekly.  "You wouldn't lie
to me now would you" she asked again as she started to squeeze him tighter
and tighter with her powerful legs.  He was having trouble speaking now
with what little air was left in his lungs, Kitty's eyes remained fixed on
his cringing face and still the awful crushing pressure mounted.  "Kitty I
swear I wouldn't lie to you" he gasped, "I've fallen in love with you, I
wouldn't do anything to hurt you, Please, PLEASE! STOP."

Robert was lucky, Kitty was satisfied that he was telling the truth and
for the time being, she was content.  She smiled at him for a moment and
then without hesitation her lips pressed to his mouth as she engulfed him
with a passionate kiss.  She thrust her tongue so deep into his mouth it
felt like she was tickling the back of his throat, it sent chills down his
spine and made his balls tingle as her tongue explored his mouth.  He
couldn't resist her, and he couldn't stop her even if he wanted to His
head was still spinning but he felt a tremendous relief as the awful
crushing pressure on his waist and chest diminished.  She never released
her overpowering French kiss as she repositioned her body around him.

She was on her knees now, still on the couch and straddling his hips,
pinning his body between her muscular thighs and against the back of the
sofa.  She held his head and neck firmly between her powerful hands as she
bent down and continued to dominate him with her masterful mouth and
talented tongue.  She kissed him so long and so hard that Robert thought
it was some sort of endurance test, obviously he had said exactly what
Kitty wanted to hear.

Robert was beginning to feel safe since he was no longer trapped between
Kitty's powerful legs, he wondered if he should respond to her passionate
advances or if he should simply remain passive.  Would it be safe to make
an advance of his own?  To show his proclaimed love and affection for this
beautiful amazon, in front of her two bodyguards and their helpless
prisoner?  Kitty never stopped, her dancing probing tongue was scrambling
his brain. He was confused, but he was so aroused now he couldn't help
himself and before he knew what he was doing, he wrapped his arms around
her and hugged her tight.  Kitty moaned with pleasure and Robert knew he
had made the right move again.  He slid his hands down the sides of her
wide tapering chest, gently caressing the bulge of her abundant breasts
with his trembling hands, fondling his way down to her firm and solidly
muscled waist.

He hugged her again and she responded with another passionate moan,
licking his mouth, covering his face with her moist wet lips before she
plunged her tongue deep into his mouth again.  He rubbed his palms across
her hips and gently fingered her firm ass cheeks and she pushed her pelvis
against his chest with enough force to momentarily take his breath away.
He stroked the sides of her big muscular thighs, up and down from her hips
to her knees, feeling the smooth ridges of her powerful muscles hidden
beneath the tight stretchy material.  He couldn't believe all muscle he
was feeling. Her stomach felt like a brick wall as his hand brushed across
her tight little tummy, and her thighs felt so incredible beneath his
small hands.  They had long thickly corded muscles running down their back
and equally powerful slabs of muscle that laced its way up the sides and
completely around their massive circumference.  Kitty was hot, she was
breathing heavy and starting to loosing control. She scooped him up with
her hands in his armpits, lifting his ass off the couch and wrapping her
long arms around him so tight he thought she was going crush his ribs. She
held him like that for an eternity, sucking on his neck, nibbling at his
ears, kissing all over his face and finally overwhelming him with another
passionate kiss.

He nearly passed out, the combination of her powerful crushing embrace,
her smothering marathon kisses and the uncontrolled release of her
tremendous passion nearly killed him.  She wanted him in the worst way,
but she wanted him to survive too, and she didn't want to hurt him anymore
even though she still had her doubts.  She released him and laid his body
gently on the sofa. She stood up looking down at his limp and motionless
body with a big smile on her face.  "I almost got carried away you little
devil" she laughed, "I hope I didn't hurt you too bad."  Robert was too
far gone to hear what she said, he didn't know how lucky he was at that
moment, he was lucky to be alive.

Kitty turned around and noticed her two bodyguards standing in the center
of the room with an amused look on their faces.  Penny had Juan tucked
under her left arm like a sack of potatoes, he must have passed out some
time earlier since he was still limp and she had been too preoccupied to
notice.  "It looks like Ms. Kitty has fallen for this little man doesn't
it Doris" Penny said.  Both girls started laughing, they knew Kitty had
been thinking about Robert for some time now and they were glad she was
attracted to him. They liked having a man around, even a little wimp like
Juan was fun to play with.  "Will he be travelling with us this year Ms.
Kitty?", Doris asked.  "I'm not sure yet girls", she said. "But we're
going to drop Juan off at our first stop in South America; at the training
center, they'll take care of him there.  I have a good feeling about
Robert though, I don't want anything to happen to him. He's mine, and I
want you two to watch out for him, and whatever you do, don't hurt him.
You can do what you want with Juan, but don't get too carried away, we
still need to drop him off in one piece. Well you know what I mean."

Kitty instructed Doris to carry Robert to his bedroom for the night and
lock him in. She would see to him first thing in the morning.  Penny
carried Juan to their quarters on the other side of the house and waited
for Doris to return.  She laid his naked body in the middle of her bed. He
looked so small all curled up on her king-size mattress, that she had to
laugh out loud.  Doris returned a few minutes later and joined her in the
bedroom. They were both excited about having this little man all to
themselves for the next few days.  Even though he was a scrawny little
guy, he was a man and they were going to make good use of him.  If nothing
else, it would be much more fun tossing a hundred and forty pound man
around than those lifeless iron barbells they worked out with every day.
They couldn't wait for him to wake up. It was still early and they eagerly
got undressed and prepared for his awakening.

The two young bodyguards sat down on opposite sides of the big bed with
Juan's naked body spread out between them.  Doris started fondling his
flaccid little penis immediately, her long fingers squeezed and tugged his
little member while they patiently waited for him to wake up.  Penny
twirled her fingers in a little patch of hair on his chest, lowering her
head several times to kiss him on the forehead and playfully tickle his
face with her long dark hair.  It was a long time before Juan started to
come around, and to occupy their time. The two young amazons decided to
rub his bruised and battered body with baby oil.  By the time he finally
started to stir, he was completely covered with a thick shinny coating
from his head to his feet.  The bodyguards were stretched out on either
side of him, laying on their sides and looking down at him like two hungry
wolves ready to devour their prey.  Poor little Juan never had a chance.

Dazed and disoriented from his previous encounter with Kitty's two giant
bodyguards, Juan opened his bloodshot eyes and found himself laying on a
king sized bed.  As his vision slowly cleared, he couldn't believe the
sight before his eyes.  He was lying between two of the biggest naked
female bodies he'd ever seen.  Doris and Penny were both eagerly waiting
for him to wake up, but Doris was busy playing with his shrivelled little
penis and didn't even notice he'd opened his eyes.  Penny however, was
watching him closely and she saw him the moment he moved.  She quickly
grabbed his right wrist and pinned his skinny arm to the mattress above
his head.  When Doris realized he was awake, she grabbed his other wrist
and pinned it over his head in similar fashion.  Juan immediately started
to wiggle and kick his legs while the two women smiled down at him.  They
both knew he wasn't going anywhere, he could kick and fight with all his
might and it wasn't going to do him any good, they had him right where
they wanted him.  The two big bodyguards looked at each other and started
to giggle, then easily took control of his thrashing legs by spreading
them apart with their free arms and scissoring them between their big
muscular thighs.  In less than thirty seconds, using little more effort
than needed to subdue a small child, the two dark haired amazons had him
completely helpless.  His arms were pinned firmly above his head and his
legs were spread out wide and clamped securely between their big thighs.

Doris smiled down at his scared little face and said "There's no way
you're gonna' escape little man, so you might as well stop your struggling
and lay still.  We're gonna' keep you here as long as we want to and
there's nothing you can do about it."  She continued to stare into his
frightened eyes while she gently slid her hand down the inside of his
thigh and started to play with his little dick again.  Penny was equally
amused by his helpless situation and not wanting to be out done by her
twin sister's actions, she reached between his legs with her long slender
fingers and started to fondle his sensitive nut sack, rubbing and
squeezing his tender little balls as they rested in the palm of her big
left hand.

Juan had no choice but to lay there and wonder what Kitty's two bodyguards
planned on doing to him.  He lifted his head and looked down the length of
their enormous naked bodies to the spot where his skinny legs disappeared
between their massive thighs, then he dropped his head to the mattress and
closed his eyes tight.  Juan knew there was no possibility of escape.
Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined two women proportioned like
this. They were both so huge and powerfully built he felt like a small
child laying between them on the bed.  Doris and Penny were shaped like no
women he'd ever seen before.  They were definitely bigger and more
muscular than any man he'd ever encountered. Their arms alone were bigger
than his skinny legs, and their thighs looked big enough to envelope his
entire body.  He never envisioned such formidable bodies in his most
sadistic nightmare, and the fact that they belonged to two women who were
identical in every possible way was simply mind boggling.  He actually
wished that this was some kind of drug induced nightmare and at any second
he was going to wake up and find himself at home in bed.  Juan knew deep
down inside this wasn't just a bad dream, but he sure wanted it to be.
The ease with which these two women had mastered his futile attempts to
escape only reinforced his fear that they were every bit as strong as the
looked.

Doris and Penny looked at each other and then smiled down at him again,
Juan knew something was about to happen but he had no idea what it was.
It must have been some kind of signal because they both leaned inward at
the same time and pressed their massive chests together, squeezing his
little head between their giant fleshy tits.  Their breasts were actually
bigger than his head, and their mass so solid and firm that before he
realized what was happening his head was wedged firmly between their
chests and he couldn't move at all.  He kept shifting his eyes from side
to side to try and see what the hell was going on but his range of view
was getting smaller by the second.  They must have been talking to each
other because he noticed their lips moving, and his head would jiggle
whenever they started to laugh, but he didn't have any idea what they were
talking about because he couldn't hear a thing.  They playfully pressed
there enormous tits closer together until they completely enveloped his
tiny head.  He still couldn't move, and now he was having trouble
breathing through all the titty flesh surrounding his mouth and face.  He
knew he was in deep shit now, but what scared him the most was not being
able to hear or see at all.  He was forced to lay there trapped between
their muscular bodies and smothering tits, listening to what he thought
was the sound of their hearts beating faster and faster as they laughed
and played with his helplessly stretched out body.  He knew they were
getting excited from the pounding of their hearts, but it took all his
strength just to muster a pathetic wiggle and twist his head enough to
suck in a breath of air.

As scared and frightened as he was, the smell of their bodies and the
motion of their giant tits rubbing all over his face was affecting him in
other ways too.  They never stopped their playful fondling and despite his
constant struggle for air, his little dick started to swell and get hard.
He couldn't resist the urge to squirm and pump his hips in rhythm with the
strong fingers that kept squeezing and stroking him.  The oil they rubbed
on his body was becoming quite useful now and his skin was soft and
slippery.  The hand that was gripping and stroking his erection was now
the center of his attention.  It was absolutely relentless, squeezing his
shaft so tight and stroking him faster and faster with no sign of fatigue.

In less than a minute, he was completely erect and moaning with pleasure
as he struggled to catch his breath between their enormous suffocating
tits.  Penny suddenly stopped fingering his tender little balls and gently
slipped her left hand under his ass.  Juan had no idea what she intended
to do but he was in no position to complain.  He felt her long fingers
gently squeezing his ass cheeks then tighten painfully as easily lifted
his hips off the mattress.  She smiled at Doris and said "Oh Doris, he's
so small and light we can do whatever we want with him, I'll bet we could
hold him like this all night if we wanted to."  Doris and Penny smiled at
each other and started to laugh again, they both knew they were free to do
just about anything they wanted as long as they didn't kill the poor
little guy.  Juan was theirs for the entire night, Kitty had said so.
Penny still wanted to prove her point even further, and to demonstrate the
ease with which she was able to lift Juan's little body with just her
strong left arm, she continued to raise his hips even higher, lifting him
more than a foot off the bed and holding him there easily.  With his arms
pinned over his head and his legs still clamped between their big thighs,
his little body was being twisted and stretched to it's limits.

Penny was holding his ass in the palm of her one big hand now, with her
long slender fingers squeezing his little buns and probing between his
sensitive ass cheeks.  Juan's skinny arms and legs were simply no match
for their muscle packed arms and legs, and even though he continued to
struggle feebly, he knew that either one of these two women could have
literally ripped him limb from limb, just by rolling their separate ways
on the mattress.  He thought that was exactly what they were going to do
to him because it felt like Penny would permanently dislocate his legs if
she pressed his tiny ass any higher, and she was only using one arm to
hold him like that.  Doris never stopped working on his throbbing little
erection, she liked to take advantage of her men whenever possible,
especially when they were helpless, and Juan was definitely helpless.  She
kept stroking and squeezing his throbbing little cock with her long
fingers wrapped completely around his swollen shaft.  After several
endless minutes of relentlessly assaulting his cock with the piston-like
action of her strong right arm, Doris knew she had him right where she
wanted him.

Juan thought she was going to force him to shoot his load any second.  He
could feel it coming, but Doris had something different in mind.  She
suddenly clenched her long fingers into a incredibly tight fist, squeezing
his cock with so much force he started to scream and wiggle with all his
might.  They could both hear his muffled cries emerging from between their
suffocating tits, but the sight of his little body squirming out of
control only made them laugh.  Doris knew how strong her grip was, and she
knew how much pain he must have been in too, but they were both enjoying
themselves so much they never even thought about stopping.  Penny slowly
lowered her left hand to the mattress and smiled at Doris.  She was still
holding Juan's swollen little pecker in her tight clenching fist and his
body looked like it was actually dangling in mid-air.  She was holding him
suspended by nothing but his cock.  Juan was straining to support his body
weight with his skinny legs wiggling like crazy but they were still
immobilized between their powerful thighs.  He was slowly loosing his
battle to support his own weight and the head of his little pecker was so
bloated and red it looked like it was going to explode.

After several endless minutes of laughing at his pathetic struggling, his
little body just sort of hung there, totally motionless and paralyzed in
pain from what they were doing to him.  "Maybe we should hold him like
this all night" Doris said as they both started laughing again.  Doris
probably could have held him like that all night if she wanted to, she was
definitely strong enough, but she finally put an end to his misery and
slowly loosened her crushing grip on his aching shaft and let his swollen
knob slip through her fingers.  His body dropped to the mattress with a
soft thud and he didn't move at all.  Juan was relieved his cock was still
in one piece but he knew it would never be the same.  The two giant
bodyguards left him lay there, scared and spread-eagle between their
powerful bodies, laughing at what they had forced him to endure.

Juan thought his session with Kitty's bodyguards was finally over when
Doris rolled onto her back and got up from the bed, but before he could
even breathe a sigh of relief, Penny quickly rolled on top and straddled
him with her big muscular thighs.  She grabbed his ass with both hands and
lifted him off the bed, sliding his painful, throbbing erection deep into
her hungry, wet pussy.  She fell forward on top of him and Juan thought
for sure she was trying to squash him.  Her big muscular body pinned him
flat on the mattress and he didn't have the strength to budge her an inch.
She pressed her enormous chest on his face and wrapped her powerful arms
around his head and hugged him tight.  She wedged his weeping face between
her monstrous tits and squeezed him with so much force he thought she was
trying to kill him.  She stretched her long muscular legs out straight and
slowly closed them together, trapping his scrawny legs between her
powerful thighs.  Her legs were so long they extended beyond the mattress,
and when she closed them together her enormous thighs completely enveloped
his lower body.  She suddenly started to tighten and flex her muscles,
squeezing his hopelessly trapped body tighter and tighter and grinding her
powerful hips against his flattened pelvis.  She constricted her muscular
pussy around his aching little pole and all he could do was whimper and
pray she didn't fracture ever bone in his fragile his little body.

Doris was standing at the foot of the bed now, watching their every move.
From her standing position above them, it looked like Penny was just lying
face down on the bed and humping away on the mattress, she couldn't even
tell Juan was there.  The only noticeable signs that he was pinned beneath
her towering muscular body were his little hands laying palms-up beside
Penny's hips.  He was helpless, and completely submerged beneath her
enormous muscular body.  Every now and then, Penny would flex her long
legs and squeeze him tight, then thrust her powerful hips forward and
crush his little body deep into the mattress.  Doris could hear a pathetic
little squeal and she noticed he'd move one of his hands and clench it
into a tight fist.  It made her laugh because she knew it didn't do him
any good, and she was the only one who saw it.  "It did serve one purpose"
Doris thought as she smiled down at his little fist, "as a signal that he
still had a little fight left in him", and it was the only indication she
had that he was still conscious and alive.  Penny didn't have any idea
what he was doing, and it was obvious that she really didn't care.  She
was too busy extracting what little pleasure she could from his hopelessly
outclassed body.

Penny kept Juan trapped beneath her powerful lusting body for more than
twenty minutes and she never showed the slightest sign of tiring.  She
kept flexing her monstrous thighs and pounding her powerful hips against
his helplessly trapped body with a jolting, squeezing, spasm-like rhythm.
The force of her thrusts and the pressure of her strong arms and legs
squeezing his little body began to increase when she felt she was going to
climax.  From Doris's point of view, it looked like Penny was actually
trying to crush him.  She was going to hug and squeeze his little body
until she was completely satisfied, and she didn't seem to care if it
killed him either.  Penny was definitely enjoying herself as she pounded
and squeezed Juan's puny body with her powerful hips and muscle bulging
arms and legs.  Doris wanted to stop her several times, she was getting
tired of waiting and she didn't think Juan was going to survive.  He
wasn't even clenching his fists anymore, and now it looked like he was
unconscious.

Penny suddenly flexed her awesome thighs and snapped her head back,
tossing her long black hair around her shoulders and screaming like a
woman possessed.  Her entire body stiffened like a board as she flexed and
squeezed her way through a ferocious orgasm.  It lasted for several
frightening minutes while her giant body quivered and shook the king-size
bed.  Her muscles rippled and flexed as she squeezed and hugged Juan's
little body in a mindless display of pleasure and power.  It was such a
blissful orgasm she completely lost control, she had no idea what she had
done to poor Juan.  Her eyes opened wide and she suddenly realized he was
completely limp.  Without realizing it, she squeezed him with so much
force she thought she might have killed him.  She immediately released his
lifeless body from her deadly embrace and rolled to her side on the
mattress.

She rose from the bed and looked down at him with a worried but satisfied
smile, and then she started to laugh.  Juan's little body was all
scrunched up and plastered to the mattress like a flattened tube of tooth
paste, and it looked like he was embedded there permanently.  But what
Penny found so amusing was the sight of his little penis, it was sticking
straight up in the air like a flag pole.  He might have been damn near
dead but he still had a raging hard-on.

Doris didn't think it was funny at all, she was more than ready after
watching Penny satisfy herself and she wasn't about to wait any longer.
She quickly examined him and as soon as she confirmed he was still alive
and breathing, she decided to put his little pecker to good use.  She
didn't want to wait for him to wake up so she quickly mounted his
resilient little steeple and secured him to the mattress beneath her.  Now
it was her turn, and Penny would have to watch as she extracted her
pleasure from what was left of poor Juan.

She wrapped herself around his limp body like a constricting python,
pinning his elbows to his sides with her long powerful arms coiled around
him.  She closed her long legs around his lower body and clamped her
powerful thighs to the sides of his skinny hips with a vice like grip.
She rolled her head on her shoulders and tossed her wavy black hair from
side to side.  Her enormous tits were swinging backing and forth and
Juan's poor little head was swinging right along with them, helplessly
wedged between their solid rolling mass.  She slammed his little pelvis to
the mattress with her powerful hips and jolted his entire body when she
flexed her mighty thighs and squeezed them tightly together.  She was
disappointed that Penny had left him limp and unconscious, she loved to
feel her men struggle beneath her big body when she took them like this.
It was their feeble attempts to resist that turned her on the most.  It
gave her such a wonderful feeling of power and strength that she always
wanted to keep them there as long as she could.  She loved to hear them
beg too, and the more they fought and struggled to get away, the more she
enjoyed keeping them pinned beneath her.  It worried her that Juan was so
lifeless, not because she cared about his survival, but because Kitty had
said not to rough him up too much and she didn't think she could get
enough pleasure from what was left of him.  Penny was already satisfied,
and she still thought the whole situation was funny.  She was content to
just sit back and watch now, but Doris wasn't the least bit amused.

It was always like this when Doris and her sister teamed up against one
man, and with two men it wasn't much different.  They'd never found a
single man who could handle either one of them, and finding a man who
could handle them both in the same night was simply impossible.  Doris and
Penny had always been strong for their age, even when they were little
girls, and as they got older, they grew even bigger, and their strength
increased with their size.  It wasn't long before they both discovered how
easy and rewarding it was to overpower and subdue a weaker man, and at
their size, all of the boys and most of the men were smaller, and a hell
of a lot weaker too.  They were both big strapping girls by the time they
were 14, and they knew they were strong enough to dominate and force
almost any man to do whatever they wanted.  From that time on, they rarely
missed an opportunity to do so.  It was easy for them, and it quickly
became something they truly enjoyed.

They were fully developed young women now, and under the employment of the
famous rock star, Kitty Fields.  They stood 6'5" tall, and they were
stronger than every man they'd ever encountered.  Doris in particular, was
especially proud of her abilities when it came to overpowering a man.  She
couldn't think of anything more satisfying than using her towering
muscular body to render a man completely helpless and forcing him to do
whatever she wanted.  It was often more rewarding than the orgasms she
achieved from using them sexually.  Penny was easy to please, she'd been
that way since their early teens.  She just wanted sex, and she had to be
on top.  She was the one doing the fucking and she fucked her men until
she was completely satisfied.  It didn't matter how long it took because
she was perfectly capable of keeping any man pinned beneath her muscular
body for as long as she needed to, and when she was finished with them,
they were wasted, physically worn out, sexually drained, and usually
unconscious.

Doris liked to be on top too, and she was equally skilled when it came to
overpowering a man with sex, but there were other things that were just as
rewarding as fucking them, like using her incredible muscles to crush them
into whimpering submission and forcing them to satisfy her orally.  If she
wanted to take them sexually, she did, but she discovered early on that
just using her overwhelming strength on a man was so tremendously
gratifying, she rarely found it necessary to fuck them.

Doris liked to use her strong arms and long muscular legs on her men more
than she liked to fuck them.  From the moment she realized how devastating
they were, it became her favorite activity.  It was so incredibly easy for
her, and it required such little effort that she could go on and on for
hours if she wanted to, and once she had you, there was no escape.  Doris
knew from the start that once she locked her muscular arms and legs around
a man's body, he was her's, for as long as she wanted him, and no matter
how much he begged, or hard he tried to escape, the results were always
the same.  She got exactly what she wanted.  If Doris wanted to be
pacified with a man's tongue, and she often did, she could keep his head
trapped between her powerful crushing thighs for hours while she forced
him to service her.  And if he wasn't performing to her satisfaction, or
if he stopped from apparent exhaustion, she'd squeeze his little head so
tight he'd think he was gonna' die, and she'd hold him like that until he
understood.  It was amazing how quickly her victims came to realize her
desires, Doris knew what she wanted from her men, and she knew how to make
them give it to her.  There was simply no resisting her.  If she wanted to
suck some poor guy's cock, he may have thought he was lucky, but he was
doomed, because she could keep him pinned down for hours with her
overpowering weight or hold him aloft by the ankles with her powerful arms
spreading his legs wide and suck on him for as long as she wanted to,
usually until he was limp and unconscious.

There was one problem Doris had to deal with quite often, she was simply
too strong for the men she encountered.  She had to be extremely careful
and not get carried away, or she'd end up squeezing her men unconscious or
they'd pass out from fright before she was anywhere near satisfied.  Most
of the guys she encountered were completely overwhelmed and didn't last
very long anyway, some of them were real wimps and passed out before she
got any enjoyment at all.  She figured they were just too damn frightened
of a woman so tall with big bulging muscles and what she was obviously
capable of doing to them.  But every now and then she'd come across a man
who really tried to pleased her, some poor S.O.B. who said the right thing
at the right time and had no idea what he was getting himself into.  When
that happened, and it didn't happen very often, it was pretty damn hard
for her to hold back.  She would get so turned on she just couldn't stop,
and sorry be the man who found himself locked in her deadly embrace at a
time like that.

Doris knew how powerful her towering body was, and she knew the most
effective ways to use it too.  She was strong enough to squeeze a man
unconscious in a matter of seconds, with her arms or her legs.  She knew
she could crush a man to death with her incredibly muscular thighs easily,
but in spite of her imposing physical advantages over most men, what
turned her on the most was forcing her men to admit that she was superior
to them in every possible way.  Sometimes she forced herself on them
slowly, giving them lots of time to think about what the hell they'd
gotten themselves into.  Other times she simply overpowered them from the
start, leaving no doubt in their feeble minds as to who was in control.  A
long passionate kiss might have started an evening off right, but with
Doris, it often came to an abrupt end with the crackle of a man's ribs and
a whimpering broken body locked in her deadly embrace.

During the past few years Doris had a lot of victims to practice on, and
she knew how to make a man suffer for a tremendously long time if she
wanted to, but she also wanted to be satisfied, on her terms, the way it,
whenever she wanted it.  It was all part of her own private game, a game
she laughingly referred to as cat and mouse.  She was the cat, the hunter,
and her men were treated like mice.  She used her alluring body to attract
them, then used her powerful muscles to take whatever she wanted.

"Juan would have been perfect if Penny hadn't worn him out."  That's what
was going through Doris's mind at this very moment.  "He might have been
just what I was looking for" she thought to herself as she tried to
imagine what it would have been like to test his little body against her
towering muscular form.  She thrust her powerful hips against him and
squashed his little body deep into the mattress.  Just the thought of
squeezing every drop of resistance out of a weak little man like Juan was
almost enough to make her orgasm.  It would have been much more gratifying
if he was fighting her, struggling helplessly like all of her other men.
It had been so long since she'd had any pleasure like this she almost
orgasmed while watching Penny enjoy herself.  Juan was already as limp as
a rag doll, and Doris could only imagine how wonderful it would have felt
to control his weak and feeble struggling beneath her powerful muscular
body.  She was determined to extract what pleasure she could from him
anyway, and right now she didn't care if she broke him.  She knew the fate
that awaited him at the end of their trip, and she really didn't care
anymore.

Doris squeezed Juan without mercy, exercising her muscular pussy on his
throbbing little member and coiling her powerful arms around his limp and
helpless body.  She rolled onto her back and lifted her ass off the
mattress with her feet planted firmly on the floor.  She bucked her hips
and lifted him into the air, then shook his little body from side to side
and slammed his little hips back and forth between her solid unyielding
thighs.  She tightened her powerful pussy around his wilting little pole
and prepared herself for a long awaited orgasm.  When she was ready, she
laid back on the bed and straightened her long legs high into the air and
wrapped them tightly around his skinny waist.  She squeezed him long and
hard and waited to hear his ribs crack as she released a throaty growl and
forced herself to climax.  She was fantasizing about another little man
squirming helplessly between her powerful crushing thighs and it was
working.  She could tell Juan was loosing his erection and she had to make
the most of it as quickly as possible.  She climaxed in under ten minutes
which was truly amazing for her considering what she was accustomed to and
the condition poor Juan was in.  It was proof of her long and sexually
unsatisfying tour of duty as one of Kitty Fields' sex-starved bodyguards.
Juan's limp and crumpled body would have been all the proof they needed.

Somehow, Juan managed to survive.  His breathing was weak and his body
looked mangled and broken, but he was still alive.  Doris and Penny would
have to be satisfied for the time being.  They both knew that any further
sexual contact with him, the way they liked it, would surely result in his
death.  They pulled back the covers on their giant-sized bed and tossed
his little body under the sheets.  They climbed into bed, pulled the
covers around their shoulders and fell a sleep feeling confident he would
be there in the morning.

Penny woke up first and shuffled her feet under the covers searching for
Juan's little body.  She thought she might have a little fun with him in
private before her sister woke up.  He wasn't there, and when she couldn't
locate him with her long stretched out legs, she looked over at Doris.
She was lying on her back with her eyes closed and a wide grin on her
innocent looking face.  Penny lifted the covers and sure enough, there he
was.  Doris had his head locked between her enormous thighs with her long
powerful legs twisted around his waist and lower body. His skinny arms
were pinned under the weight of her massive upper thighs and her left hand
was glued to the top of his head.  Apparently Doris had the same idea,
only she woke up in the middle of the night and captured Juan first.  She
obviously wasn't satisfied the night before and she was determined to get
the fulfilment she needed, even if it took all night.

Kitty was up early too, packing for their trip and making plans of her
own.  They would be gone for several months and she had already made up
her mind that Robert Steamer was coming along whether he liked it or not.
She packed several large trunks with her clothing and gear, then went
downstairs to see Doris and Penny.  They were already packed and busy
working out in Kitty's private Gym.  Kitty entered the room and saw Juan
laying spread-eagle on the floor with two heavy barbells pinning him down.
He looked terrible.  "What did you two do to him last night?" Kitty said
with a concerned look on her face.  "He looks worn out."  Penny started
laughing as Doris explained.  "We both had sex with him Ms. Kitty, you said
it was OK" she said with a worried look on her face.  Kitty started to
laugh, Juan looked like he could have been dead, and all they did was have
sex with him?  Kitty couldn't imagine what he would have looked like if
they were actually trying to hurt him.  He didn't even look like the same
little man they captured the night before, "You better leave him alone
till we get to South America" she said, "Another night with you two and
we'll need a coffin.  I want you both dressed and ready to leave in one
hour, and get him ready too," she said pointing to Juan as he laid pinned
to the floor.  "We'll have to sneak him through customs, you know what to
do.  I'm going upstairs to see about Robert now, he's coming with us" she
said as she smiled and left the room.

Kitty unlocked the bedroom door and stepped into Robert's room. He was
still sound asleep and looked like a little child all curled up under the
covers.  She sat on the edge of the bed and kissed him several times on
the cheek and forehead before he finally woke up.  When he opened his
eyes, she greeted him with a long passionate kiss and a hug so powerful it
not only took his breath away, but came frighteningly close the breaking
several of his ribs.  "Start packing Robert, you're coming with us" she
said with a stern look on her pretty face.  "You can write that story
about me and my activities if you want, and take as many pictures as you
like, but whether or not any of this gets published is my decision.  Is
That Clear?" she said in a tone that told him exactly what she meant.
Robert didn't know if he should be happy or concerned.  He still didn't
know if he a prisoner or her guest.  "Was he going on this trip as Kitty's
potential lover or her next victim?" he thought to himself.  He wanted to
write the story, mostly for the money he could make from it's sale, but he
still had no idea where they were going, or what kind of business Kitty
was involved in.  He thought about the money he could make from all the
photographs, "pictures of Kitty Fields and her unknown private life."
This was the opportunity of a lifetime, an opportunity he didn't think he
could refuse even if he wanted to.

He thought about what had happened the night before, the good part being
his involvement with Kitty, the frightening part being his knowledge of
what she, or either one of her two giant bodyguards were capable of doing
to him.  He couldn't forget how easily they had subdued poor Juan, and
what they did to him made chills run up his spine.  Robert slowly came to
the realization that he really didn't have a choice in the matter, whether
he liked it or not, he was going on this trip.

Sneaking Juan onto Kitty's private jet proved to be much easier than
anyone imagined, even Robert didn't know.  Doris and Penny were dressed in
their standard black uniforms concealing their ample feminine charms while
all the attention was focused on Kitty Fields and her cute little man,
Robert Steamer.  This was the first time they were seen together in
public, and it made Robert feel somewhat secure as he escorted her through
the crowded airport.  At least people were observing them leaving the
country together in Kitty's private jet, if he disappeared somewhere along
the way, people would want to know his whereabouts.  They did look a
little funny together with her being over a foot taller and him hanging on
to her muscular left arm like a child being dragged through the airport.
Nobody seemed to pay much attention to Kitty's giant bodyguards as they
carried the heavy suitcases and followed them onto the airplane.  Poor
Juan was drugged and wrapped up like a mummy, folded at the waist, bound
and gagged, neatly concealed inside one of the smaller carry-on bags.  The
one tucked firmly under Penny's right arm.

The flight was five hours long, Robert sat quietly at Kitty's side looking
out the window whenever he could.  He still didn't have any idea where
they were going, but he knew they were travelling south and flying over the
ocean for most of the trip.

to be continued..................................................