Genie - Modern Amazon
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



Once Geri and I were back together, we settled into our routine. That is until
the warden summoned me again. I was becoming her "go to" girl for fixing
things or people that needed fixing, and I loved it.

'Genie,' Warden Cunningham said, 'I've got a bit of a problem.' 'How can I
help,' I asked. 'My niece is being harassed, stalked really, by a former
boyfriend that won't take no for an answer.' 'But, I'm stuck in here,' I said,
indicating the prison. 'I've thought about that, and I could get in a lot of
trouble for even considering this, ' the warden said, 'but this guy is driving
my niece crazy and the police are helpless because he hasn't committed a
crime, yet. Anyway, if I could get you out of here for a night, supervised, of
course, would you take care of the problem?' 'Are you kidding, of course I
would,' I said, and touched her cheek with my fingers, 'you can count on me.'
'I hope so,' she said, 'but if you get caught, I can't help you.' 'I
understand, when do you want me to go,' I asked. 'Tomorrow night,' she said,
'Dennis will accompany you in plain clothes, I'll speak to him, but I'm
warning you, you have to play fair with me and be back at the prison for roll
call in the morning.' I moved my hand down from her cheek to her breast and
said, 'You know you can trust me, Judy,' and I smiled.

The following evening, Dennis came to my cell with a tote bag containing
jeans, blouse, bra, sneakers, socks, etc. I looked in the bag and said, 'Nice,
who picked these out, your mom?' Geri laughed. I had told her of the plan.
After all, I couldn't keep anything from her. 'The warden picked that stuff
out, come on, and get changed, times wasting.'

I put the jeans and blouse on, socks and sneakers, but the bra and panties had
to go. I left those with Geri. I followed Dennis out of the cellblock and
through the admin. Building; along a corridor I hadn't been down before. No
one was in sight and he had to unlock several doors before coming to one that
exited onto the street. I looked back as the door closed and it was unmarked,
recessed in the wall several feet. An unmarked car was waiting at the curb, I
got in the passenger side and Dennis drove. 'Where are we going, Dennis,' I
asked. 'A quick stop at Warden Cunningham's niece's house, she's expecting
you. The warden will be there too, mistress,' he said.

We drove for nearly a half hour and pulled up in front of a ranch style home.
Dennis parked in the driveway in the shadows. We entered through the back
door. In the kitchen were Warden Cunningham and a young attractive girl in her
mid-twenties seated at the table. She seemed a bit nervous, perhaps my size
intimidated her or maybe it was the knowledge of what I was going to do to the
guy stalking her.

I sat at the table, Dennis standing behind me. Judy introduced us and Juli,
her niece, filled me in on what John had done. She also told me where he lived
and gave me a picture of the two of them together in happier times. The
meeting was concise and to the point. Juli told me that John was ruthless in
his advances and wouldn't take no for an answer. What she thought had started
out as 'Mr. Right', turned into 'Mr. Wrong' after only six-months. I asked
what my limits were and Juli looked at me with her head slightly tilted. 'What
she means is, darling,' the warden explained to her niece, 'do you want him
just roughed up or permanently removed.' To Juli's credit, she pondered this
for a couple of minutes then said, 'I suppose if he's just roughed up, he may
come back with more of a vengence than before, so I would say, we need a
permanent solution.' Now I was eager to go as I wanted as much time as
possible with John.

As we were wrapping up, Warden Cunningham took a box of latex gloves from a
cabinet and said, 'Here, take these, don't leave any fingerprints. You're in
the system and if the authorities find your prints at John's house, there will
be questions that can't be answered.' I had to hand it to Judy, she thought of
everything.

We said our good-byes and Dennis drove me to John's house. Dennis said he'd
wait for me in the car, but not to get any ideas about taking off, that it
would just go 'bad' for me. I knew he was right, besides, I had already
indulged myself killing several people at the prison, this guy would be a
"snap", and I chuckled at my own joke.

I walked to the back of the house, putting on a pair of the gloves the warden
had given me, and tried the back door. It was open. As quietly as I could, I
opened the door and went into a tidy but compact kitchen. Glancing around, I
found a living room, dining room and bathroom. Stairs led to the bedrooms
upstairs.

I removed the jeans, shirt, shoes and socks and crept up the stairs. At the
top of the stairs and empty bedroom lay off to my right while off to the left
was a bedroom/office. At the end of the short hall was a set of double doors
leading to the master bedroom. Gently I pushed the door open and peeked in.

There on the bed lay a naked girl and next to her, John. 'Well, two for the
price of one,' I thought. John was snoring lightly as I approached the bed on
the girl's side. I clamped a hand across her mouth and lifted her off the bed.
I carried her into the upstairs bathroom and taking a washclothe, stuffed it
in her mouth. Now silenced, I took her into the spare bedroom and tied her to
the bed using electrical and phone cords that I ripped out of their
appliances. 'Shh,' I said, putting a finger to my lips, 'I'll be right back.'

I went back to the master bedroom and openning the closet, found only mens
clothing. Then I spied the woman's clothes on a chair by the bed. 'So, not a
wife, but a lover or whore,' I thought, 'all the better.' I grabbed a few ties
that were hanging in the closet. Again, clamping a hand across John's mouth,
he came awake with a start, thrashing, but to no avail. I released my hand
covering his mouth and quickly tied him to the bed using the neckties on both
ankles and wrists. As I was tying him, he asked, 'Who are you? What do you
want?, Why are you naked?, Who sent you?' and 'Where's Andi?'

'There, John, comfortable,' I asked. I had proped him up against the headboard
and turned on the bedside lamp on each side of the bed. I didn't want him to
miss any of the show.

Now that I could take a little time I stretched allowing John to enjoy the
show. Arms raised over my head, standing on tiptoes, I knew I appeared to be a
goddess. John was starting to get an erection, 'good,' I thought, 'might as
well go out on a happy note.' I flexed my awsome biceps and pumped my massive
triceps. It felt wonderful. I ran my hands over my abs, pubic area and down
each thigh, appreciating the deeply scored muscularity and veins as they
swelled beneath my skin. I put a foot up on the bed and bent forward, touching
my toes, first one foot, and then the other. 'Do you like what you see, John,'
I asked. 'You have a fantastic body,' he said. 'I know, John, a fantastically
strong body,' I said, 'watch this,' and I went to the closet door and ripped
it off its hinges, shattering the wood. 'Hey, be careful', he said. I smiled
and throwing Andi's clothes to the side, picked up the chair they were on and
crushed it against my chest.

'Ahh, that feels good, John. I just love to destroy things,' I said, 'things
and people.' I walked to the side of the bed and put my foot on his crotch.
Taking his now semi-erect cock between my big toe and next, I stroked him with
my foot. 'Do you like that, John, I bet you do. Have you ever been jacked off
by a woman's foot before,' I asked and laughed.

'I'll be right back, John,' and I left to retrieve Andi. I brought the woman
back into the room and untied her. Her first reaction was to run, but I
grabbed her by the forearm as she tried to run past me. 'Where are you going,
Andi,' I asked, 'you don't want to leave now, you're the main attraction.' She
stopped struggling and looked at me. 'What?' she said. 'I said, you're the
main attraction,' I repeated. I then took her in an embrace and held her
against my body and kissed full on the lips, then ran my tongue in her mouth.

I sensed that she returned my kiss and turned to look at John whp now had a
full erection. 'This turn you on, John, me making love to your what,
girlfriend?' I asked. He didn't reply, but I ran my hand down Andi's stomach
and touched her clit with my finger. Her eyes closed and she moaned lightly.
'Yes, that feels good, doesn't it, Andi,' I said. 'Oh, yes, yes, yes,' she
said. I inserted my finger in her vagina and slowly stroked, turning her
slightly so that John had a perfect view. Then I used a second finger. Andi
was now moaning loudly and had her head thrown back as I picked up the tempo.

Inserting my third finger, Andi was going wild. 'You are a little bitch,
Andi,' I said, and bent to flick her nipples with my tongue. Andi climaxed,
drenching the floor where we stood, but rather than stop, I plunged my fist
into her and she rode it although she was now yelling, 'Oh, no, stop, fuck
that hurts, stop, please, oh no.' When I thought she could take no more, I
withdrew my hand and walked her to the side of the bed where I wiped my
soaking wet hand on John's mouth. 'Here, John, lick your whore's juices off my
hand,' and when he didn't, I wiped my hand across his face.

Holding Andi's back against my front, and only inches from John, I cupped each
of her small breasts. She was panting hard, still recuperating from being
'fist fucked'. Slowly I mashed her breasts and continued breaking her rib cage
below. She ran out of air as I compressed her lungs. She died with on exhale.

'That was a turn on for me, John, did you enjoy that,' I asked as I tossed
Andi's body agains the wall. She landed with a sickening thud. I glanced at
his erection and said, 'Well, I guess it was a turn on for you too.' I climbed
on the bed standing either side of his hips. I squatted above his manhood, my
labia barely touching the head of his cock. 'Do you want to fuck me, John,
would you like to make love to my muscles?' I asked. He nodded 'yes', and I
said, 'I don't think you can handle my muscles, John. Just watch and I'll show
you.'

I lowered myself, taking him all the way, and then with my well practiced
vaginal muscles, I began milking him. He closed his eyes and soon was heading
for the climax of his life. That's when I stopped and tightened my hold on his
shaft and stood up. His pelvis came off the bed and soon he was in total
discomfort. Discomfort turned to outright pain as I continued to stand up, his
cock locked in my cunt. Once I was nearly standing the pain became too great
and he passed out.

A strange ripping noise sounded. Not a sharp sound at all, but a low sound
like ripping a phone book in two. Because of his bindings, his back arched and
as I was standing upright now, his penis parted with his pelvis and his body
fell back to the mattress. There was a moderate amount of blood which
saturated the sheets and mattress. I stepped off the bed.

I stripped off his bindings and gently tapped John on the cheek. He came
around slowly, his eyes finally focusing on my face in front of him. 'Welcom
back, John, did you enjoy your fuck?' I asked smiling, 'All right, I need to
hurry things along now; I don't have much time left. Let me just say that all
of this is because of your harassment of Juli.' At the sound of her name, he
blurted out, 'That bitch! I did everything she wanted and it still wasn't good
enough. She led me on, she should be grateful for a man like me. That cunt ...
' I cut him off saying, 'Well, no longer a man like you use to be,' and moved
back so he could see the bloody remains of where his penis use to be. 'Your
scrotum is down there somewhere,' I said and looked back at him, ghostly
white.

'You know, John, you don't look so good,' I said, and I hit him with a hard
right to the left side of his face shattering his eye socket. He was out cold
again but I continued to hit him reducing his face to a bloody pulp that was
perhaps more horrific than the damage I had inflicted to his groin.

I punished his body with blow after blow to the ribs and sternum, breaking
bones with each punch. Picking up his limp wrist, I felt for a pulse and
finding none, let his wrist fall back to the bed.

Picking up Andi, I laid her atop John; face down, her face buried in his
bloodied groin.

I put on Andi's skirt which fortunately fit and came about 4-inches above the
knees. Her blouse, however, was too small. I went downstairs and put the
blouse I had worn her on and carrying the jeans, tennis shoes and socks, left
the house the same way I had entered.

Dennis was leaning against the fender of the car when I got back. He glanced
at his watch. I got in on the passenger side. He didn't say anything about the
leather skirt I was wearing. We rode in silence for ten minutes then Dennis
said, 'So it all went well?' 'Sure, no problem,' I said, 'He had a woman with
him, a whore named Andi, that's where I got the skirt. Do you like the skirt,
Dennis,' I asked turning to look at him. 'Yes, mistress, I love to see your
legs,' he said. I smiled and said, 'you say the sweetest things, Dennis. You
may tell the warden that she got two for the price of one tonight. No extra
charge,' and I laughed.

We pulled up to the curb by the wall with the door to the prison. It was
nearly 3:00AM. I turned to Dennis and said, 'I wish I could spend a little
time with you Dennis, I think you'd like that.' 'I would like that, mistress,'
he said looking at me, 'but you terrify me because I know what you do. I know
what you're capable of, but I do love you,' and put his hand on my bicep. My
bicep instinctively swelled, nearly ripping the sleeve.

I leaned over and kissed Dennis and ran my tongue in his mouth. When we
separated, I said, 'we better get back in there.' We got out of the car and he
unlocked the door and led me back through the maze of corridors to my
cellblock.

The cellblock was quiet except for the occassional sound of sleeping women and
soft snoring. At my cell I could see Geri under her blanket fast asleep. She
looked so peaceful. I turned and kissed Dennis one more time and said
goodnight and he unlocked my door, relocking it once I had gone inside.

The next morning after a couple hours sleep, I said to Geri, 'I brought you a
present.' She looked at me and reaching under the skirt that I had slept in,
brought out John's dismembered penis. 'What the fuck, girl,' Geri said,
holding the cock in her hand, I said, 'I took it off a John because he didn't
need it any more,' and laughed at my own private joke. I'd fill Geri in
tonight before turning in.

I'm sure later the warden would want a full account of what happened. I wasn't
going to tell her about the present I brought Geri though.

To be continued ...