Genie - Part 35
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The story of a rather, sadistic, muscle goddess.


'Your aunt, Mistress Genie?' Emma asked. 'Yes, Emma, Alicia is my aunt. You
may call her Mistress Alicia,' Genie said.

'Mistress, may I ask how old you are,' Emma said. Genie smiled, 'I don't mind,
Emma, I'm eighteen,' and flexed her bicep, 'does that bother you?' 'Oh, no,
mistress,' Emma said, 'I thought you were older.' 'Yes,' Genie said, 'I get
that a lot.'

Alicia went to her suitcase and came back with a strap-on dildo. 'I'm going to
fuck you Emma, would you like that,' Alicia asked. Emma's expression changed
and her eyes darted between Alicia and Genie. 'I, I, I've never made love to a
woman before, Mistress Alicia,' Emma stuttered. Alicia gave her a broad smile,
'Good, a virgin, I'll be gentle, Emma, lay on the bed,' Alicia said.

Emma complied, but instead of Alicia getting between Emma's parted legs, Genie
knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. 'Let me get her ready for you,
Alicia,' Genie said. 'As you wish, Genie,' Alicia replied. Genie pulled Emma
to the foot of the bed and put a leg over each of her massive shoulders. She
then began to tease Emma's clit with her tongue. Within minutes, Emma was on
the brink of an orgasm. 'Not yet, Emma,' Genie said, and withdrew her tongue.

The muscle goddess stood up and Alicia took her place. Emma needed no further
foreplay, she was ready and Alicia slowly insterted the dildo. Soon, Emma was
again nearing an orgasm. Alicia sensing this stopped and withdrew momentarily.
When she reentered Emma, she had switched dildos. This one was 12-inches long
and approximately 2-inches in diameter. Emma let out a series of gasps as
Alicia's thrusts quickened. Emma's orgasm was explosive to say the least.

'Thank you, Mistress Alicia,' Emma panted. 'You did well, my pet,' Alicia told
her, 'now it's your turn to please your mistresses.' 'Yes, mistress,' Emma
said. 'Kneel before me and make me climax, I want you to take my juices and
savor every drop,' Alicia said. 'Yes, mistress,' Emma replied and got
dutifully to her knees.

She sucked the dominatrix' clit bringing Alicia to orgasm and, as told, took
every drop of her cum.

'Emma,' Genie said, 'I want you to worship my body, with your lips, with your
tongue and with your hands. Apply some lotion to my muscles and rub it in.'
'Yes, mistress,' Emma replied, and set about caressing Genie's muscles. She
started at her feet, sucking each toe and slowly worked her way up each leg,
kneeding the calf muscle and spending a long time on each quad. She then
kissed and flicked Genie's labia with her tongue, continued upwards, reaching
the muscle goddess' massive breasts. She sucked each nipple drawing a small
amount of milk from each.

All the while Emma was caressing and rubbing her muscles, Genie would flex,
her muscles craving for attention. Emma, having worked her way up, finished by
kissing and licking the small of Genie's neck, her jaw line and ultimately her
mistress' lips.

'Go back to your room, Emma,' Genie said, 'you shouldn't be away from Emily
too long.' 'That's alright, mistress,' Emma said, 'Colin is with her.'
'Colin?' asked Genie. 'Yes, Colin, my husband,' the woman said. 'I had no idea
you were married,' Genie said, 'I'd like to meet Colin.' 'Whenever you want,
mistress,' Emma said, as she dressed.

The following day, Alicia and I had a meeting with Mark Grimson, Alicia's
client, and our host for this visit to Australia. Mark was a very successful
producer. He produced movies, stage plays, films of "various subject matter"
and his company was expanding into the 'special performance', as he called it,
end of the business. It was through the internet and its pay-per-view function
that he became aware of Aunt Alicia and her 'services'.

Mark was a 'submissive' who enjoyed being dominated by Alicia. He had started
putting together the idea for a series of shows soon after meeting her that
would appeal to like minded men and women. He told us of his vision and plans
then began telling us of the financial gain, when I halted him by saying,
'Mark, let me show you something. My aunt, while a professional dominatrix,
controls her subjects with humiliation and various props. I rely on pure
muscle power to obtain control,' and I stood up and showed him my double bicep
pose. My 'guns' jumped as my 19-inch arms caused his eyes to go wide.

Mark inadvertaintly gulped and I smiled. 'So, Mark,' I said, 'you like what
you see. That's sweet, but let me tell you, neither Alicia nor I want to be
fucked with, that is unless we want fucking, do you understand?' 'Yes,
mistress, but please, you will be more than happy with the financial
arrangements I've made,' Mark said. 'We better,' I said, and took a step to
stand in front of his desk. I reached across the desk and grabbed Mark by the
knot of his tie and pulled him out of his chair and halfway across the desk. I
held his face in front of mine and calmly said, 'you're not going to take
advantage of us, are you Mark?' 'N-n-no,' he stammered, 'never mistress.' I
released my grip and he caught himself before falling flat across the desk.

'Really, Genie!' Alicia said, 'Mark is our friend, you should treat him with
respect.' 'I will if he does, Alicia,' I said and she smiled, then looking
back at Mark, 'I'm sorry for my niece's little outburst, but you probably
don't want to cross her, now do you, Mark.' 'No, mistress,' Mark said.

'As you were saying,' Alicia said. 'Huh, oh, yes,' Mark began again, 'you will
get 70% of the revenue after expenses, a fare share, I might add.' I stood up
again, and again took a step toward his desk. 'Uh, wait a minute, that figure
is negotiable,' he said, 'we can make that 80%, how's that?' 'Much better,
Mark,' Alicia said, 'don't you think, Genie?' 'If you do Aunt Alicia,' I said,
but before returning to my chair, I snatched a metal paperweight from Mark's
desk. It was a golfer in mid-swing. I squeezed it in the palm of my hand
reducing it within seconds to a lump of metal, no longer recognizable as a
golfer. I sat it back down. Again Mark gulped.

We signed papers and had agreed to several dates. The first show would be the
day after tomorrow here in Sydney at a private club. Not only would we get 80%
of the net profit, but we had a generous operating expense and of course air
travel to and from Australia. I knew I was going to like this.

We browsed shops in Sydney and then I headed out to get some things to use for
our show. I was on the way back when I saw the hairy man from the beach
walking along the sidewalk.

As the taxi pulled to the curb at the hotel, a man exited the lobby and turned
in the direction of the lumbering 'bear-man'. I was retrieving my purchases
from the trunk of the taxi when I heard shouting behind me. I turned in time
to see the big man litterally throw the man who had just come out of the hotel
into the street. If the man hadn't have been quick, he would have been hit by
several cars.

I ran forward just as the smaller man stumbled back onto the sidewalk. 'Are
you alright,' I asked. 'Yes, but that oaf just through me into the street, I
could have been killed,' he said. 'Did he say anything to you,' I asked. 'He
only said, 'get out of my way, fagot,' the man said. I turned and yelled at
the big man, 'you there, shit-for-brains, why don't you pick on someone your
own size?'

The man quickly turned around, then realized who it was that had yelled at him
and was having second thoughts about coming after me again.

To be continuted ...