Amazon Love
by Runner
Enslaved by an amazon


An interesting diversion came to light when I found a lucky dog who had
been completely enslaved by his wife.  With her 'encouragement'  he spent
some free time playing matchmaker in cyber space.   His mission was to
bring together suitable couples where the woman was dominant and let nature
take its course.   What kind of a dominant woman would require such help?  
Read on.

I was contacted by a dominant woman via e-mail.   It was a no nonsense
message basically saying she would exchange messages with me if I didn't
bore her or whine when she took her good time to respond.   As a lover of
dominant women this was going to be light fun.  Nothing serious, just a
diversion from serious matters.   I discovered that she was a successful
attorney and publisher, (unrelated endeavors.), who hadn't time to waste
with wannabe's, idiots and general low life forms.   She was easy to
satisfy requiring only high intelligence, good character, and complete
obedience.    Now this was really going to be fun and games on the
internet, nothing more.    E-mail led to the addition of snail mail, phone
calls and exchanging of pictures.  In a word, fun and games had gotten out
of hand.  I was hooked.

The affect on me was easy to see.  I had been jogging three miles and was
ready to give up a mile or so as  it was too much.  Somehow she had made
the mile loop all down hill and I was now running (not jogging) five miles
at my best time ever.  My auto, suitable for a little old lady with
arthritus, was gone and a sports car was in my driveway.  Neighbors asked
me if I was getting into trouble.  "No", I answered, "I'm getting out of
trouble."  

After much groveling, some expensive jewelry, flowers, more groveling She
agreed to let me visit. (The  capitalization of She is intentional.) 
Fortunately my business allows me to schedule my time as desired and so the
die was cast.   In a fit of madness I decided to drive up and see what an
Avenger with four on the floor could do.  (My next car will be a Porshe.)  
I had told my new owner that I would arrive fit, rested and hungry after
a long dry spell.   She answered "'Good, it's been long for me too. I can't
wait to use You" 

I arrived in town Saturday morning, after a good breakfast (I figured I
would need the nourishment) and called.  She met me and led me into Her
parlor.  She had called Herself an amazon but I was somewhat surprised.  My
previous women friends and wife were all leggy, well built females.  She
however was a big Woman.  After I had moved my bags into her guest room She
summoned me to Her bedroom.  "Strip", She ordered.  My mouth fell open and
She laughed, "The look on your face".  I did my best imitation of a
striptease and received more laughter.   A crook of Her finger and I was on
the bed.  She stood and straddled my body allowing me to look up Her dress.
 She wasn't wearing panties.   The dress came off and down She came.   She
rolled over onto Her back, helped Herself to a handful of hair and pulled
my face into Her crotch.  Besides running I work out and am not a weak man.
 Also I wasn't objecting, but I got the feeling  that I was faced with
superior strength.  "Lick me, ah there, yes, don't stop until I tell you
to", She ordered.  My nose was jammed into Her body and closed off while my
mouth was full of wet, excited female pussy.   I worked to please Her
before She smothered me.   The tastes, the smells--heavenly but I was
struggling to breath.   Then,  a powerful rippling through Her body,
screams, pulling off hair, real mashing of my face deeper into Her body.  
I worked as if my life depended on my lips and tongue.   A pause of seconds
enabled my runners lungs to breath, "Don't stop" She ordered, more
rippling, screams.   My wet hair was free, but She had a firm hand on the
back of my head.   Finally She was quiet for a second.   She swung Her body
over me, momentarily sat on my face and then leaned forward to kiss me.  
All I could see was ass but I didn't need to see what She was doing.   I
was exhausted except for one place which was trying to reach the ceiling.  
She slid down and engulfed me.   I exploded and couldn't stop as She moved
up and down on me.  More sreameding in the background.  My breathing
indicated that I had just run a marathon.  When I stopped She wrung out the
last few drops of my life.   She lay beside me and threw a leg and an arm
over me, pinning me down.  I wasn't going anywhere, anyway.  It was now
lunch time and I had been amazoned.

After a shower and lunch She allowed me to unpack.  "I have some papers to
review'', She said, "Come into the living room."  I followed Her into the
living room.  She sat on the couch and looked at me,  "You look like You
need a rest.   Stretch out here." She indicated the floor by the couch.  I
lay back, "Remove my slippers, my feet are hot."   I did as I had been
told.   She shoved me back down and placed one foot on my chest and the
other on my face.  "Lick" She ordered.   I lay there while She put Her toes
to my lips. She busied Herself with the papers while I sucked on Her toes. 
At some point She ordered me to move to the other foot after I had dried
Her foot with my hot breath.  She put the papers aside and looked down at
me.   She stood over me for a second, stepped over me and said "Come
slave".   She led me into the bedroom.   "This slave service is making me
wet."  



to be continued (if desired)
runner