Genie - Part 43
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com
The beginning of the end - a story of a sadistic, muscle goddess.


Soon, his head was between my boobs. I willed my chest muscles to tighten and
the pressure on either side of his skull increased. He began slapping at my
tits to release their grip on his head, and I laughed.

The more he slapped, my nipples responded. Soon they were rock hard. I
tightened my grip with my thighs and he began to cry. Tears ran from my chest.
He was pathetic. I relaxed my chest muscles and pushed him up with a hand on
each of his shoulders. He looked as if he had passed out.

Next, I relaxed and spread my legs as he collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my
arms around him and squeezed as if they were two pythons enveloping their
prey. Bones gave way and then his spine snapped.

I felt for a pulse in his neck, and finding none, I put his body on the floor
of the closet and closed the door. I wiped down the room and then a thought
occurred to me. He had paid for the room, why not use it again.

I got dressed, but having shreaded my blouse, I put on the man's T-shirt which
was really too small for me. But beggars can't be chooser's, so I used it.

I took the man's keys and the money from his wallet as well as the room key. I
tossed is pants, wallet and shoes and socks in on top of the body and closed
the closet door. I drove back to the strip and back to the same corner. I
parked on a side street and was on "my corner" for no more than 10-minutes
when a gray Mercedes pulled up, a woman behind the wheel. 'Are you free
tonight,' she asked. 'Honey,' I said, 'I'm never free, what did you have in
mind.' 'Just a ride, do you have a place to go,' she said. 'Yeah, I do,
actually,' and got in. As we drove off, I saw the girl again I had had words
with earlier and I waved. 'Friend of yours,' the woman asked. 'No, hardly, the
competition,' I said. She glanced over at me and said, 'not much competiton,
honey'. 'Thanks,' I said and gave her directions to the hotel.

I held the door for her the way the man earlier had held it for me. The chair
was still against the connecting door, but again I locked the entry door.
'Now, what did you have in mind,' I said. 'Have you ever been with a woman,'
she asked. 'Sure, no problem,' I said. 'Well,' she said, 'I play rough, but
you look like you can handle it.' 'I'll do my best,' I said and smiled.

She was neatly attired in a three piece business suit. She began to unbutton
her jacket and blouse. She unzipped her skirt, folding each article of
clothing and neatly placing them atop the dressed. She sat on the edge of bed
to take off her 3-inch pumps. I sat on the foot of the bed and took my boots
off.

'This really is a dump,' she said, 'it smells like urine.' 'I know they won't
get any good housekeeping award,' I said, 'but it's what I can afford.' 'Hmm,'
she said, looking at me closely, 'I would think a girl like you would do all
right for herself. You're big.' 'Yes, and strong,' I said. 'Oh, really, how
strong,' she asked. 'Strong enough,' I said and stood up shrugging out of my
jacket and taking the T-shirt over my head.

'Very nice,' she said, coming to me naked. She was perhaps 5'-8" tall and had
a well maintained body. Not muscular, but toned. She gave me a right hand
punch to my abs that was harder than the dead guy in the closet, but still it
barely registered. I looked her in the eye. 'Go ahead, honey, take your best
shot,' I said and she hit me with a left to the breast and a right to my solar
plexis. She followed this with a series of punches, as I stood there.

'You are strong,' she said, and kneed me in the groin. While the blow took me
by surprise, I didn't double over. 'Most men and every woman I've been with
would be lying on the floor by now,' she said. 'Well, I'm not every woman,' I
said, and pushed her back onto the bed. I was on top of her in a heartbeat.

Our lips met and I rammed my tongue down her throat. I had her arms pinned
above her head and my pelvis ground into hers. Her muffled cries were music to
my ears. 'How are you at eating pussy,' I asked. 'What', she said back. 'I
asked how you were at eating pussy,' I said. 'Well, bitch,' she said, 'I'm
getting out of here. I'm the one who pays the tab so I'm the one that calls
the shots.'

'You're not going anywhere, bitch,' I said, and rose up to look down and her.
She struggled but soon found it was feudel to do so. 'Let me up,' she said
forcefully. I chuckled, 'I don't think so,' and got to my knees and quickly
moved forward so I was straddling her face. 'OK, bitch, make love to my pussy.
Eat me,' and I lowered myself on to her face. At first she remained tight lip,
but she couldn't breathe so she had no choice in the matter of taking me.

'Now this woman has tallent', I thought as I neared climax. I came with a
gush, drenching her face. She licked her lips tasting my juices. 'Do you like
that, bitch,' I asked. 'You're the bitch,' she said, 'I'm not going to pay
you, now get off me.' 'You don't seem to realize that I'm the dominant one
here,' I said, 'and you're my bitch for the night. Now you can make it easy on
yourself, or I will start breaking you.'

I leaned forward and spreading her legs thrust my tongue into her clit. I
teased it and soon I brought her to the brink of orgasm, but rather than
letting her have one, I lowered my clit to her mouth and said, 'we'll come
together,' and she began to tease me as I had her and we did climax
simultaneously.

I turned around and held her in my arms, embracing her. I put one of my thighs
between her legs and rubbed her clit with it. Soon she climaxed again. 'Now
what do you think of this muscle goddess,' I asked. 'You're marvelous,' she
said. And as my nipples hardened, I pressed her chest against mine, snapping
her sternum, driving a nipple through it.

Wrapping my legs around her hips, her pelvis snapped and her arms and ribs
followed shortly as I squeezed her to death. She literally died with a smile
on her face. I too had a smile on my face.

I positioned her on the bed, spread eagle. Then, retrieving the man's body
from the closet, I lay him atop her as if they were two lovers in the throughs
of making love. I stepped back to admire my handy work. As an afterthought, I
draped one arm of the woman over the mans back. 'There,' I thought, 'much
better, so natural.'

I showered and toweld off. I wiped down the motel room and got dressed. Then,
taking the woman's handbag, I looked in her wallet. She had cash and plenty of
it. I checked the driver's license but didn't recognize the name; however, the
address on the license was a Nob Hill address. Very ritzy. Then a black
leather wallet caught my eye. I opened it and thought to myself, 'Oh, shit,
Genie, you're screwed now.' It was a badge. This woman was an Assistant
District Attorney here in the city. 'Crap!' I thought.

I took her purse, wallet, ID and the man's personal belongings and left. With
a couple of washclothes from the bathroom, I drove back to where I had parked
the Escalade and pulled in behind it. I wiped down the Mercedes with the
washclothes as well as the Escalade. I walked back to my truck and tossing the
bag on the passenger seat, drove off, making a right on the boulevard and
headed out of town.

The prostitute who hadn't been working much tonight, sat on a bus bench not
far from her regular corner. That big bitch had tossed her off her usual
corner and she was mad. That's when she saw the 'big bitch' drive by, this
time in a pickup truck.

She had to think; first the 'ho' was picked up by a man in a black Escalade,
and then by a woman, at least she thought it was a woman in a gray Mercedes.
Now she drove by in a pickup truck, alone. That's just too weird.

I drove fast as if to escape the fact that I had just killed a high profile
Assistant DA. I was fulfilled, but still afraid. 'Could things get any worse,'
I thought, and I was about to get my answer.

To be continued ...