Genie - Part 38
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The story of a rather, sadistic, muscle goddess.


Megan suddenly became quiet. Alicia and I looked at her and she smiled, 'You
know, Mistress Genie, I suddenly feel 'alive' and a little horny,' and started
to giggle.

'Come here,' I said as I lay on the bed. She came to me and opened my robe and
began kissing and sucking my breasts. I instinctively grabbed her butt with my
hands and brought her atop me.

Alicia, who had been seated in one of the rooms chairs removed her bodysuit
and began kissing Megan's clit. Then alternated between Megan and me. The
three of us made love that night and fell asleep exhausted in each others
arms.

The following evening, Alicia and I prepared for our exhibition. We had talked
Megan in to helping us, with little effort, and were at the hall in plenty of
time to get set up.

Alicia and I watched as the patron's filed in. It was quite the cross section
of society. Some were formally dressed, while others came dressed for the
occasion, meaning briefs, latex, leather, etc. One woman even entered with a
shirtless man wearing a dog collar and leash.

Alicia opened the evening with an exhibition of her dominatrix skills assisted
by Megan. She looked magnificent in her 4-inch stilletto boots and faux
leather body suit, Megan wore a spandex pair of bikini briefs in yellow with a
black uplifting bra-type top. You could see the muscle definition in Alicia's
arms and legs as she walked around the stage. She asked for, and was
overwhelmed with volunteers from the audience. She had as many as four
shackled, manacled, handcuffed and chained on stage at once while she used
ball-gags, cock-rings, nipple clamps and assorted other devices on her
subjects. She was a true master at dominating the men and women who
volunteered. Her program ended to a round of applause.

Next, there was a short intermission. Alicia mingled with the patrons in the
lobby of the hall while Megan and I sat up my various 'props'. After the
intermission, Mark, our contact in Australia and Alicia's client, introduced
me.

I wore a tan suede thong which gave the appearance that I was naked and a
matching suede top. I had 4-inch stilletto ankle boots on to better define my
calves and give me added height. As I stepped on stage, there was an audible
inhalation of breath as if everyone gasped. I gave a short narative of what I
was about to do, basically a demonstration of feats of strength.

Megan came forward with a simple clay building brick. For dramatic effect, I
turned it over in my hand pretending to inspect it. I asked a young man who
was sitting in the front row to exam it and he did and handed it back. Holding
it aloft so that everyone could see, I squeezed it until it was reduced to
powder. The crowd gave a collective 'Ahh!'

I spied Colin and Emma in the second row and pointed to Colin, 'Sir,' I said,
'would you come up on stage and help my assistant, Megan.' He made his way to
the stage. I was pleased to see that he wore a pair of women's satin panties
but was otherwise naked. Since I was now about 6'-4" I had to look down on the
5'-6" Colin.

Megan picked a cinder block off of the table and brought it to Colin. 'Sir, if
you'd be so kind as to examine that block and make sure it's not cracked,' I
said. He did, and then handed it to me as if it weighed a ton. Since I had
given Megan one of my "supplement" pills, she didn't have as much trouble with
the weight of the block as Colin did. Again, holding it in my left hand this
time, I held it aloft. Then I brought it even with my chest and with one hand
one either side, reduced it to powder as I had the brick. This was followed by
a round of applause.

I bent an iron bar, reduced a porcelin sink to rubble and ripped a phone book
in half with little or no effort. 'Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to show you
a feat of strength that no one else on earth has ever performed, but bear with
me, I will need a moment to prepare myself,' I said. And to Colin, I said,
'OK, little man, this is your big chance, I want you to suck my tit. Can you
do that?' And he glanced at Emma in the audience and she nodded to him. 'Yes,
mistress,' he said and I smiled. Megan came forward and unclasped my top. As
my huge breasts were revealed, the crowd gasped once more, and then applauded.

Colin lived up to the task and ran his tongue around my nipple, nibbling and
sucking. They sprang to life as I knew they would. They were now hard as rock
and perhaps an inch in length. Megan handed Colin a steel bar, approximately
3-foot long and nearly a half-inch in diameter. He tapped it on the stage and
holding it in each hand tried to bend it. Not budging the bar, he handed it to
me and holding the bar with both hands, placed its mid-point on top of my
nipple. With little pressure, I bent the bar over my nipple. The crowd went
wild.

'Colin,' I said, 'help Megan with that car hood.' He and Megan brought the
hood to me and stood so that the audience watched as I punched a half-inch
hole through the metal with just my nipple. I repeated it with the other
nipple, then with both at once.

I took the car hood in each hand and merely brought my hands together folding
the hood as if it were a piece of paper. The audience was standing and
applauding.

I did a series of muscle poses, and then signaled for the crowd to be quiet.
'As a special treat, is there anyone in the audience who is willing to subject
themselves to being crushed by a true muscle goddess?' This question was met
with dead silence. Just when it appeared no one wanted to step forward, a man
in the middle of the room stood up. 'I do,' he said, 'I'll volunteer.'
'Splendid, sir,' I said, 'you must sign a waiver though,' and Megan produced a
waiver and pen.

Once the formalities were out of the way, I asked him so that the audience
could hear, 'how would you like me to break you, little man?' 'I love your
legs, mistress,' he said.

'Very well,' I said, and standing in front of him I looked down into his eyes.
I placed a hand on each side of his rib cage and could feel the bone under the
tissue. 'This is too easy,' I thought. I held him off the ground, and then
stepped forward so that his legs were beneath me and I straddled his ribcage.
With little effort on my part, I snapped one, two, three ribs. I released my
grip and he fell to the floor. 'Megan, Colin, please help this man back to his
seat,' I said.

There were two more volunteers after that wanted the same treatment. While all
their injuries would heal, they would be uncomfortable for many weeks.

'Would anyone like to feel what a true muscle goddess feels like,' I asked,
and a resounding 'Yes!' arose from the crowd. 'All right,' I said, 'Mark will
be collecting five dollars at the foot of the stairs. Please form a single
line and have your money ready.' And with that, Mark, and of course Alicia and
I increased our take. As the people filed onto the stage, then rubbed my arm,
legs, abs, asked for autographs, and the more adventurous men and women even
ventured a brush against my clit. I could have crushed their hand between my
thighs for such rude behavior, but thought it better to ignore it.

Once everyone was accomodated, the show was over. There had been requests for
private shows, sign-ups for on-line shows and even several inquiries for used
panties or bras. Naturally I never wore a bra, so that struck me as odd.

The last in the hall were Alicia, Megan, Colin and Emma. Mark had gone off to
deposit the money and balance the books. 'Thank you, Megan,' I said to her,
'you were a big help.' 'It was my pleasure, mistress,' she said, 'will I see
you at the hotel tomorrow.' 'I'll see, it may be a busy day,' I said. She
looked a bit disheartened and I gave her a kiss and ran my tongue into her
mouth. 'I'll try, OK?' I said, and she brightened and left.

'What did you think, Colin,' I said, and rubbed his cock through the satin of
his briefs. He immediately became hard to my touch. I massaged his scrotum
knowing full well I could crush him with less effort than I had used crushing
the brick.

To be continued ...