Worship Me Part 21
By Muscle Fan, covert.1@hotmail.com



Chapter 71

Diana and I entered the women's restroom at the restaurant. It appeared to be
empty. Diana went into one of the stalls and said to me through the closed
door, "Tony tells me you beat up Maurice." "Yes," I said, standing at the sink
looking at my reflection in the mirror, "the man attacked me for no reason."
"I never cared for him," Diana said, "I always thought he had 'anger issues',
but how did you beat him up, he must have weighed 300-pounds." "Probably every
bit of that," I said, "but I'm strong and have experience in bringing men to
their knees."

At that moment, a woman came in and gave me a smile. She used the far sink and
sat her purse next to it. She opened her purse and removed a lipstick and
began applying it.

Diana, finished in the toilet stall, flushed and opened the door. I turned in
time to see the woman at the far sink pull a small automatic from her purse.
"Stop right there," she said to Diana, "take off the necklace and sit it on
the counter." Diana froze for only a minute, and then with her hands behind
her neck, unclasped the necklace. She stepped forward to put it on the
counter. Momentarily blocked by Diana, I came around her and seized the
woman's wrist before she realized what had happened.

"Hey," she yelled, trying to break free. I took the gun from her hand and
handed it to Diana. "Here," I said, "wipe off our fingerprints from this; I'm
going to take care of this slut." "Slut, who are you calling a slut, you
whore," she spat back. I backhanded her across the mouth, undoubtedly
loosening a few teeth. She didn't go down but caught herself on the edge of
the sink. A thin line of blood began to trickle from the corner of her mouth.

She glanced at herself in the mirror and then turned to me and said, "You
bitch, you're going to regret that," and brought her arm back as if to throw a
punch. I could tell from the way she held her arm that she had some experience
with fighting, but I grabbed her by the neck before she could deliver the
punch and raised her off the ground and pinned her against the wall. She was
gasping for air, arms flailing and legs kicking. One shoe came off, then the
other.

"I could snap your neck, bitch," I said, and then I felt Diana's arm around my
shoulder. She whispered in my ear, "Do it, Jane, I want to see you break her."
Diana ran a hand over my bicep of the arm I was holding the woman with. "Your
arm is like steel," Diana said, "Crush her, Jane, I want to watch." I squeezed
the woman's neck briefly one last time then let her drop. She slumped to the
floor. Diana looked disappointed. "That was too easy," I said to Diana, "watch
this," and I picked the woman's head up with a handful of hair and raising my
dress with my free hand, straddled her face.

Held in place by my massive thighs, I told Diana, "I'm going to crush her
skull, but first she'll pass out from lack of oxygen as my pussy suffocates
her." The woman was squirming and slapping my thighs trying to free herself. I
held her fast. Her thrashing became less and less until she no longer moved. I
held her there another minute or two and then flexed my thighs cracking her
skull. I let her head fall to the bathroom tile with a thud.

"That was amazing," Diana said, "I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen
it." I smiled and said, "I've had a lot of experience like I said and I'm
strong, very strong, Diana."

I grabbed a handful of the dead woman's hair and dragged her into the stall
that Diana had vacated. I sat her on the toilet and told Diana to put the gun
back in the woman's purse. I sat the purse in the woman's lap and closed the
door.

Diana put the necklace back on and I smoothed my dress. We walked back to our
table, again all eyes following us. I wondered if anyone was partners with the
dead woman in the bathroom. I saw several tables with a loan diner. As we
reached the table, Tony and John stood and pulled our chairs back. "You two
seemed like you were gone a while," Tony said, smiling, "Everything OK?" Diana
said, "Yes, just taking care of a little woman issue," and smiled at me.
Shortly after we sat, the salads arrived.

The meal and the play were excellent. Tony suggested cocktails after, but John
declined and I must say, I wasn't sad. It had been a long day.

That night, even though we had a two-bedroom suite, I shared John's bed. He
was a caring, gentle lover that brought me to multiple orgasms.

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I woke late and found John cradled in my arms. As I stirred and stretched, he
came awake, kissed my lips. "Thank you for an incredible night, Jane," he
said. "It's I who should be thanking you," I said, and through back the sheets
and padded to the bathroom to pee.

I could see John in the mirror watching me as I stood before the toilet and
guided my stream into the bowl. I flushed, washed my hands and returned to
bed. As I lay down, John kept looking at me. "What?" I said finally. "Since
when do you stand up to pee," he asked. I had done it automatically as I had
so many times that it hadn't dawned on me what he was talking about. "I've
just done it for a while now, I guess, it's quicker and I don't have to sit on
a dirty toilet seat," I told him. He chuckled and said, "Jane, you just never
cease to amaze me."

We ordered breakfast and ate in the room. Our flight home wasn't until
tomorrow, so we had the day to ourselves. It looked like a beautiful summer
day in NYC and I was thinking of someplace to go when the phone rang, John's
phone.

He answered and listened for a couple of minutes, then said, "Just a minute,
I'll ask," and turned to me and said, "That's Tony, he wants to know if you
and I would like to come to their house in the Hampton's today. He has a car
waiting downstairs." "The car is downstairs already," I said, "he's pretty
sure of himself." "That he is," John said, "he also said something about
thanking you for taking care of Diana, but I don't know what that's all
about." 'So, she had told Tony about the woman,' I thought. "Sure, we can go
if you want to," I said. "OK," John said into the phone, "we'll come," and he
listened a bit longer then hung up.

"Apparently he feels he owes you big time," John said, "pack your bags we're
moving to the Hampton's." "What?" I said. "We'll spend tonight at the Angelo's
then their driver will take us to JFK tomorrow," John said.

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We quickly packed and the driver put our bags in the car. It was about an hour
and a half from NYC to the Angelo's home in the Hampton's. As we pulled up, I
thought, 'If this is their summer home, what's their main residence look
like?' The two-story Tudor style house set on an impressive lot. A circular
drive in front and a four-car garage dominated the front.

The driver unloaded the luggage and a houseman and butler took it inside. John
and I entered through a vestibule with a circular staircase on either side. We
were shown to our room once the luggage was taken up. The butler said, "Mr.
and Mrs. Angelo are by the pool. They would like for you to join them once you
are situated and he left.

"Once we're situated," I said to John, mimicking the butler. We changed into
our bathing suits and went in search of the pool.

Once out on the patio, Tony stood up as we approached. "I'm so glad that you
could come. Jane, Diana told me all about your exploits in the women's room.
Thank you," he said. "Please, it was nothing," I said, wondering if she had
mentioned that I crushed the woman's skull with my thighs.

Chaise lounges had been positioned with towels. One lounge next to Diana and
one lounge next to Tony. Obviously I was to take the one next to Diana. I was
pleased to see that Diana wore a pale green string bikini. I removed my cover
up revealing my zebra print thong, the string top of which barely covered my
areola. Diana's body was one that you would die or pay dearly for. Even though
she was 6', I felt like she-hulk next to her.

Tony and John were engaged in conversation, so I lay down and enjoyed the warm
New York sun. Diana said, "I'm so glad you came, Jane," and let her fingertips
rest on my forearm. "I'm glad we had today free," I said, "you caught us at a
perfect time; we were just planning our day."

We lapsed into silence for a few minutes then Diana asked, "If I may ask, how
strong are you?" "I'm very strong," I said, "here, I'll show you," and I stood
up and walked to the edge of the patio and plucked a brick from the border.
The men were watching me as I carried the brick back to my chaise lounge. I
sat on the edge, resting my elbow on my thigh and with one hand, squeezed the
brick until it crumbled.

"Oh, my God," Diana said. "Holy crap," Tony said. John didn't say a word, but
smiled at me. "I'm sorry about your brick," I said to Tony. "Don't worry about
the brick, but tell me did you really kill that woman with your thighs," Tony
asked me, and John turned quickly to him. "Yes," I said, "I crushed her
skull," and I looked at Diana. Diana said, "I tell Tony everything."

"Are we going to run into problems with the police," John asked Tony. "No," he
said, "I took care of the body. The restaurant owner is a friend of mine and I
explained it wouldn't be good business for a dead woman to be found in his
bathroom." "Thank you, Tony," John said.

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Later that night after dinner, the four of us were sitting in the Angelo's
living room. Diana and I were sitting on the couch, the men occupying a pair
of arm chairs. I overheard Tony quietly ask John, "What's it like?" John
replied, "It's exceptional, I can't begin to describe it." It was something in
their body language, the tone of voice and the stolen glances.

"What are you two talking about," Diana asked point blank. "Well, ahh, we
were," Tony stammered, clearly not use to be caught in a lie. "You were
talking about Jane, weren't you," Diana asked, and I looked over to John who
reddened.

"That's all right, Diana," I said, "I'm sure John was describing our sex,
weren't you, John." "Yes," he said, clearly relieved, "as a matter of fact, we
were talking about our sex." "And what about it," I asked, "You might as well
speak openly now." "I was telling Tony about how good it is," John said, "what
a marvelous lover you are." "Well, I'm not giving away any secrets," I said,
"but you're pretty good yourself, John." Now John reddened once again.

"What would you say is one thing that sets you apart, Jane," Diana asked. I
thought for a moment then said, "I guess it would have to be that I've
developed my vaginal muscles so I can control my partner and control his
climax." "Really," Diana said. "Oh, yes, maybe you could work on it yourself,"
I said, "you just have to build up strength, endurance and stamina, would you
like to see?" "What," Diana and Tony said in unison. "I'll be right back," I
said and disappeared upstairs.

When I came back I had three different dildos. Diana looked at Tony and Tony
at John. John said, "They're hers, not mine," and everyone laughed. "First,
let's start with the thinnest," I said, "you put this in your vagina and
practice holding it in place, then you hold it while standing, then you
practice drawing it in and out without using your hands. This strengthens your
muscles and develops control. Here, try it," and handed her the dildo.

"What, here, now," Diana asked. "No time like the present," I said and the men
were watching like hawks would watch a field mouse. Much to Diana's credit,
she unzipped her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She inserted the tip
of the dildo and gently pushed it in. She let go of the shaft and it stayed
there for a few seconds falling to the floor.

"See," I said, "practice, practice, practice, and then you move to the next
size" "Your turn," Diana said, "show us." I also unzipped my shorts and with
the largest of the three dildos, slipped it in and held it in place. "Now,
watch," I said, and without touching it, I ran it in and out of my vagina.
"It's all about muscle control," I said to Diana, "you'll get the hang of it."