Amanda - Ultimate Power By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com This is the tenth installment in the 'Amanda' series. Amanda, Rhonda and Ray the sales rep for the mid-west arrived at Center Health in one of Columbus' busiest shopping malls. Center Health appeared to be prosperous, well taken care of with a lot of foot traffic. It was near one of the 'anchor stores' of the mall and not far from the entrance and exit to the parking structure. The threesome entered the store and noticed that there were several customers browsing the products, checking labels and asking questions of Jennifer Black, the owner/manager. Once purchases were made and the customers left, Jennifer approached Ray. "Hello, Ray," she said, "Who's your friends?" Jennifer wore Capri pants, and a black T-shirt with the store's name emblazoned across the front. She had short reddish hair and was trim. "This is Amanda Bennett, owner of Biomax, and this is Rhonda Jackson, her assistant," Ray said, "They've flown here to persuade you to promote Biomax and its supplements." "Ray," Jennifer said, "I've told you, I don't have space available and I don't normally stock what I'm uncertain of, or don't believe in. I thought I made that perfectly clear the last time you were here." "Ms Black," Amanda said, "Perhaps I may help and answer any questions you have regarding our product. I assure you that our supplement ... " Amanda was interrupted when two older women came into the shop. Jennifer, seeing them, went to assist and answer questions, leaving Amanda, Rhonda and Ray standing in the middle of the store. As Jennifer came by with the two women trailing her, one of the women said in a hushed tone to Jennifer, "Do you have anything that will make me look like her?" and she motioned to Amanda. Jennifer began to ring up the two patrons purchases, when Amanda stepped close to the two women. "Excuse me, but if you would like to start working on a body like mine," Amanda said, "you might ask Jennifer for a bottle of Biomax. I believe she has some in the back room. She's been saving them for her 'special' customers." The two women swiveled their heads as one and looked at Jennifer. "Is that right, Jennifer, Biomax will firm up my muscles?" one of the women asked, "You know my Harold would love me to have firmer arms." "Now, Lillian, Grace, I can't really vouch for Biomax, and you know me, I don't sell anything that I wouldn't use myself or have checked out," Jennifer said, "That's the principal of Center Health." "Lillian, Grace," Amanda said, addressing the two customers, "here's what Biomax has done for me," and she raised her left arm pumping the bicep. With her right index finger she prodded her firm triceps. "See," she said to the pair of shoppers, "no 'school teachers' arm. Feel it." Each woman stepped forward and felt Amanda's bulging muscles. Looking back at Jennifer, Grace, or perhaps it was Lillian said, "We'll each take a bottle," and reached for her purse. "I'll get you one," Jennifer said reluctantly, looking a little put out, and disappeared into the back room. Rhonda followed her through the door. "Jennifer, look," Rhonda said, "we're not here to make you feel bad, we merely want to have you trust us. Sell our product, and pay for the cases that have already shipped." "Yes," Jennifer said, turning back to Rhonda, "I wanted to return the cases that were delivered, but time got away from me. As for me supporting your product, I haven't seen results or know anyone who has used it. As I said out on the floor, I only promote what I know to work and can trust." "The product works, look at these legs, honey," Rhonda said and lifted her skirt to reveal her well defined quads, "run your hand over those muscles." Jennifer hesitated, and then laid her palm on Rhonda thigh. "Feel how solid," Rhonda said, "Go on, I won't bite," and gave the shop owner a smile. "All we want is a chance to prove to you that we can deliver what we say we can," Rhonda said. Jennifer got two bottles of the Biomax supplement from a carton that was against the back wall. "We'll see, Ms Jackson, we'll see," Jennifer said. And the pair reentered the store. The purchase made, Rhonda told Jennifer, "Lock up for a few minutes, Jennifer, Amanda and I will prove our claims." Jennifer looked at the wall clock. It was nearly noon, so Jennifer went to the door, closed and locked it and set the 'be back at' sign to read one o'clock. "OK, let's go to the back room," Rhonda said. "Have a seat, Jennifer," Rhonda said once all four were in the store room. Jennifer sat on one of the Biomax boxes. Rhonda removed her blouse, then her skirt. Now clad only in a pair of Lycra panties, she ran through a short posing routine, her dark muscles radiating the fluorescent light from the fixtures above. "So the Biomax supplement helps stimulate muscle growth as well as giving the woman added confidence and control," Amanda said to Jennifer. "Confidence and control," Jennifer asked, "what do you mean?" "I'll show you," Amanda said. Amanda turned to Ray, and unbelted her blouse allowing the tunic to fall open. "Ray, take my blouse," she said. Ray did as instructed without question and set it aside. "Ray," Amanda said and inhaled, expanding her chest, "I want you to suck my nipples." Jennifer looked from Rhonda to Amanda and then to Ray who, as if in a trance, ran his tongue over Amanda's breasts. "That feels marvelous, Ray, you have a very talented tongue," Amanda said, "but now I want you to come for me, Ray. Don't touch yourself, just think of me and come." Jennifer's gazed went from watching Ray suck on Amanda's breasts to looking at his crotch. Within minutes, she witnessed a wet stain spread across the front of his trousers. 'That's incredible,' Jennifer thought, 'Amanda commanded him to reach an orgasm and he did, all without physically stimulating himself.' Jennifer's thoughts were interrupted when she heard Amanda mention her name. "Jennifer, be a dear and clean off Ray's cock," Amanda said. 'Did I hear that right,' Jennifer thought as she slowly got to her knees. Ray moved to stand in front of the shopkeeper and she unzipped his pants and extracted his now semi-erect member. She began to lap at the head and shaft. Soon Ray was erect again and Amanda said, "Take him Jennifer, you know you want to," and she did. Amanda smiled as Ray erupted and Jennifer took all of him. "Very nice, you two," Amanda said, "This is what having ultimate power is about. What do you think, Jennifer?" Jennifer felt as if she was coming out of a drowsy sleep. "I can't believe I did that," she said aloud. Amanda smiled and Rhonda, who was still clad only in panties said, "And you enjoyed it too," then looking at Ray, she said, "It's obvious Ray enjoyed your blow job." Rhonda dressed. Before leaving the storeroom, Amanda said to Jennifer, "You wouldn't mind writing us a check for the cases of product we have here, would you? We'll take it with us." Jennifer went to her desk and producing a checkbook, wrote out a check covering the invoice. She handed it to Amanda who had retied the belt around her blouse. "Thank you, Amanda, thank you for your demonstration and introducing me to Biomax. I'm going to start taking it myself." Amanda said, "I thought you might, you won't be disappointed," and then turning to Ray, said, "You better watch out for this one, she's 'Mistress number one' in Columbus." Ray said, "It will be a pleasure servicing her and her account," and laughed at his own joke. We drove back to the hotel. Rhonda and I had an early flight the next day. "Take good care of Jennifer and the account," Amanda told Ray, "I'll expect an expanded market out of Columbus and the rest of the mid-west once word spreads. Thanks for helping out." Ray said, "It was a pleasure meeting you, finally, Amanda, and you too, Rhonda." "You may call us Mistress Amanda and Mistress Rhonda when we're alone, do you understand," Rhonda said. "Yes mistresses', I understand, and if I may, I hope you two come back to the mid-west soon," Ray said as the two Amazon's let him out near his car. Back in their room, Rhonda said, "That went well. I just don't understand how anyone can have a problem with a sales call when you're dealing with a success story like Biomax." "Time will tell, Rhonda, time will tell," Amanda said. "I think I'll check out the fitness center in the hotel," Amanda said. "I'll join you," Rhonda said, "Do you think they have any free weights?" "I don't know, but if they do, I bet it isn't enough weight for us," Amanda said and they dressed in shorts and sports bras. They used their room key to gain access to the fitness center, and while it was large and contained a moderate amount of equipment, there weren't a lot of free weights. The dumbbell rack topped out at 75-pounds. The two Amazons did an abbreviated workout then Rhonda spied the door that said, 'Sauna'. "I might as well sit in the sauna a while," she told Amanda, "That's about the only way I'll work up a sweat." "I'll join you," Amanda said. There was a timer switch and thermostat on the outside of the room. The sauna had wood slatted seats fashioned on two tiers. While the sauna was designed to be used by both men and women, the pair had no hesitancy about removing their shorts and sports bras. Rhonda sat closest to the door, Amanda across the small room, facing the door. They lapsed into an easy quietness, but in a short time the door opened. "Oh," said a startled thin woman, a towel wrapped around her body like a toga, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to find anyone here," she said addressing Amanda. "Come in," Amanda said. Before the woman could respond, Rhonda said, "Yes, come in, the more the merrier." The woman not expecting anyone to her right and slightly behind her jumped. "Oh, there are two of you," she said. "Yes, there is, does that make you uncomfortable?" Amanda asked. "Ahh, err, no," the woman lied, clearly ill at ease, "I've been here the last two nights and no one else had come in, I just wasn't expecting anyone is all." "Take you towel off and stay a while," Rhonda said, "I'm Rhonda and that's Amanda." The woman smiled, although it was clear she was still edgy in the presents of strangers. "I'm Diane," she said, and took a seat on the bench between Rhonda and Amanda, keeping her towel wrapped tightly around her, "are you two together?" she asked. "As in lovers?" Amanda asked and thought she saw the woman blush in the subdued lighting of the sauna. "Ahh, err, I meant together as in traveling together," the thin woman said. "Yes, we're traveling together," Rhonda said, "and as to being together as lovers, we are that some times as well." The woman seemed to pull the towel tighter around her frail body, if that was possible. "Don't be afraid, Diane," Amanda said, "we promise not to do anything you don't want us to do, how's that?" Diane looked at Amanda without uttering a word for quite some time, and then merely said, "Thanks." "Are you going to keep that towel wrapped around you all night," Rhonda said. Diane looked like she was pondering this question, then unwrapped the towel from her shoulders and allowed it to fall to the bench. "Oh, my, Diane," Amanda said, "what happened?" Diane's pale skin was spotted with ugly purple bruises, extending from the chest area to just above her pubis. "I fell," she said, but didn't look either Amazon in the eye. 'A lie that isn't very convincing,' Amanda thought. "Did your husband do this to you," Rhonda asked. Diane said nothing but started to sob. Rhonda exchanged glances with Amanda and said to Diane, "If you could be rid of this bastard, would you?" Diane sniffled and said softly, "yes." Again the two Amazons exchanged looks and nodded. "Diane, listen to me very carefully," Amanda said, "I want you to use the house phone in the gym. It's right outside the door. Call your room and tell your husband that he needs to bring you a bathing suit, that yours ripped and you can't come up to the room, do you understand?" She shook her head. "When he gets here, Rhonda and I will take it from there, what's your husband's name?" Amanda asked. "Pete," Diane said, "His name is Pete, but please, he'll kill me." "No," Rhonda said, "I don't think so." Diane, still sobbing, dialed her room. Once Pete picked up, Amanda who was standing by the skinny woman heard his rants. Finally Diane got out that she needed a new swimsuit, that hers had ripped and she couldn't come back to the room the way it was. Amanda heard the man slam the receiver down and Diane flinched. "You did well," Amanda said reassuringly. Ten minutes passed and Amanda was wondering if Pete was going to show up. Diane continued to sob, and then the door to the fitness center opened. Pete took several strides into the room before he realized that Amanda, who had been by the door, was now behind him. "What the hell, Diane," he said and grabbed her arm. "Let go of her," Amanda boomed and taking the man by the neck, tossed him out of the way. Lying on the floor, Pete now took a good look at his attacker. He was surprised it was a woman, a big woman, naked, her muscle very prominent. He began to get up, but Amanda said, "Stay where you are, asshole." "Diane, listen to me," Amanda said, "go back to your room and pack everything. Your clothes and this asshole's clothes then put the bags in your car and drive. I don't care where, just drive, do you understand?" She nodded her head and started for the door, but turned and mouthed, 'thank you.' "Diane," the man said, just before the door shut. Amanda looked down at the man, then turned and walked to the dumbbell rack and lifting one end, dragged it in front of the door so that it wouldn't open. The man watched in awe. "Look, it's not what you think," Pete said, "I lost my temper; I only hit her once, really." "Shut up!" Amanda said, "You're a piece of shit, you know that. Diane only weighed about 90-pounds, you're what, 200? Crawl over here, bitch." The man looked at her but didn't move, then slowly got on all fours and made his way to where Amanda stood. From his vantage point on the floor, Amanda looked like a giant. "Pete, I want to introduce you to my friend, Mistress Rhonda." Rhonda emerged from the sauna, her skin glistening with sweat. Her hair was damp and as she walked to where Pete was drops of her sweat hit the floor. She stopped in front of the man where he knelt and said, "Hello, bitch, lick my sweaty clit, and be fast about it." Pete blinked and Rhonda said, "Get to it pansy-ass, lick my cunt. Do it now!" Pete began to lick Rhonda's clit and labia. She stood with her hands on her hips, rivulets of sweat running down her abs and pooling on her pubis. Pete lapped at her sweat. "You're worthless, Pete," Rhonda said, "You can't service your mistress with your tongue. Let's see what your cock looks like. Get undressed." He began to unbutton his shirt, but was having trouble getting his fingers to work. Amanda stepped forward and Pete cowered away from her in fear. Grasping the shirt with both hands, Amanda ripped it from his body. "Get on your knees and get those pants off or do you want me to rip them from you too," Amanda asked. "No, please," Pete pleaded. Amanda gave him an open hand slap that sent Pete to the floor. "No, please, who?" Amanda said. "No, please, mistress," Pete said. Amanda smiled down at him. "Very good, bitch, now get those pants off." Pete managed to get his pants off, but was too slow removing his boxer shorts. They suffered the same fate as his shirt as Amanda ripped them from his hips. Now lying naked, Rhonda prodded Pete's flaccid cock with her big toe. "I think my toe is bigger than his dick, Amanda, what do you think?" Rhonda asked. "Definitely, mistress, my cock is bigger than his," and Amanda laughed a throaty laugh. Pete was beginning to whimper, so Rhonda took the bottom of Diane's bathing suit, the one Pete had brought to the gym, and put it in the man's mouth. "There," she said, "much better, now, where was I, oh, yeah, your cock," and she grasped his penis between her big toe and the next one. She squeezed her toes together and watched Pete shut his eyes hard to suppress the pain. "Ah, does that hurt little man?" Rhonda asked. Amanda was beginning to feel the familiar stirring in her clit. She absently fingered herself as she watched Rhonda humiliate Pete. Rhonda released her grip and told Pete, "Stand up, you worthless piece of shit and tongue my sweaty tit." Pete got to his feet, thankful to be off the floor. He kissed, licked and sucked Rhonda's breasts. Her nipples responded, becoming as hard as ball bearings. Amanda was now stroking herself, her shaft a couple of inches in length. "Umm," she said softly as she watched Pete suck Rhonda's tits, all the while playing with herself. Pete reached to hold Rhonda's breast and the muscle goddess grabbed his wrist. "Don't touch me except with that filthy tongue of yours," she said. Pete put his hand down and he immediately began to fondle himself. Rhonda grabbed his wrist once more and this time snapped it. Pete's eye's bulged and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead as he screamed into his gag. Amanda now stroked her erect 'she-cock', looking at the terrified expression on Pete's face, the glistening muscles of Rhonda, and the reflection of herself in the mirror. Her member was a solid eight inches and thick as any man's. 'I'm magnificent,' she thought. Rhonda, encircled the man with her mighty arms and applied pressure, slowly, relishing the close contact, the feel of his skin against her chest and abs and finally the sound of first one then a second rib snapping. She smiled into the man's face. "I feel like a python, Pete, I just want to crush your puny little body, and you know what, I think I will." Amanda could contain herself no longer. She increased the rhythm of her stroking, pleased to see that Pete was watching her. While she masturbated she rubbed her free hand over her awesome muscles and over her tits, pulling at her own nipples. Her orgasm was intense as she shot her cum nearly across the room. Rhonda wrapped her legs around one of Pete's legs and flexed her quads. She increased pressure, breaking his thigh bone in the process. She released her hold and Pete fell to the floor once again. Amanda squatted over the prostrate man and lowered herself to his face. "He was a worthless husband and a worthless human being," Amanda said, and ground her pussy into the man's face. She mercilessly destroyed the man's mouth and lower jaw, and as she did, Pete became still. "Is he dead?" Rhonda asked. Amanda, getting off of the man's face and kneeling on the floor, checked his pulse. "Not yet, but I think it's time we wrapped this up. We have to catch a plane tomorrow morning. Let's get dressed and take care of this asshole." The Amazon's dressed and Amanda removed the gag from Pete's mouth, tossing the bikini bottom into a trash can near the sauna, and then moved the dumbbell rack out of the way of the door. Amanda literally tossed Pete's body over her massive shoulder and following Rhonda, they pair made their way to the roof. The hotel was a six-story building which, from the roof, afforded a nice view of the airport. They weren't here for the views, although they did pause to take in their surroundings. Amanda walked to the low parapet wall that surrounded the roof and pressing Pete up from her shoulder, held him above her head for a few seconds before tossing his body over the wall. A loud crash ensued and when Rhonda and Amanda peered over the wall, they saw that Pete's body had landed on the roof or a sedan in the parking lot. Even from their height, they could see that the windshield and windows had been blown out by the impact. "I hope that wasn't our car," Amanda said, and chuckled. They made their way to their room, showered together and climbed into bed. As they lay there, Rhonda said, "What do you think will become of Diane?" "She'll be alright," Amanda said, "I just wonder why she stayed with that loser?" "We'll never know the answer to that, mistress," Rhonda said, "we'd never let a man treat us that way." "I'd like to help other abused women," Amanda said, "but only if they'd be willing to terminate their abusive relationship." "I think that's a great idea," Rhonda said, "count me in; we'll just need to find a way to get in touch with these women." And as Rhonda lie in the crook of Amanda's arm and fell asleep, Amanda thought of the exhilaration of having ultimate power over weak males and dominating them and sometimes destroying them with her fantastic body. She rested her free hand on her rock solid abs, then let it slide down to her pubis, and she nodded off to sleep herself.