Her Toy, Pt 2, Broken To Her Will by plowjack Did the big, strong girl make you cry? ************** Let's take a little break, shall we?" she said, and left the room. Lying in Patricia's studio, on her thick carpet, I was lost in a haze of lust and confusion. I've always loved big. sturdy women, and I love to be held down and done, but Patty was like the perfection of my fantasy! The problem was, she was no fantasy, and she really had me helpless. I was looking forward to more of her, but I felt sure that if I tried to get away now, she might actually beat the shit out of me. But my mind was full of images not only of her lovely breasts, lips and pussy, but her biceps and thighs and hands as well. My nipples were stinging as I pushed myself up to a sitting position, and my arms trembled with the effort, both my biceps bruised. I got to my knees and stretched. I've never been athletic, but I had thought of myself as fairly strong. Now I squeezed my right bicep, and realized that it was truly small and soft compared to Patty's powerful arms. For some reason that made me very hot, and I took my cock, still soft from her draining mouth, in my hand. I could only imagine myself lying helpless under Patricia as she rode me, her muscular body towering over me. "Thinking of me, creampuff?" I opened my eyes to find Patty standing in front of me, smiling down as I tried to get myself hard. "Put that down right now," she growled, "come here and give my pussy a kiss." I obeyed instantly, crawling to her and kissing and licker her thighs and her sex. "Good boy. Now stand up and face me," she said. Again, I obeyed. "How sweet. It's so good to find a man like you..." she reached out and squeezed my soft pec, her thumb on my nipple. "Now come here and kiss me." She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me sweetly, as I ran my hands over her body, from her round butt up her muscular, hard back to her broad round shoulders to her thick biceps. I melted against her and took her breasts in my hands. Even though I was taller than her by some 6 inches, I felt small and weak in her arms. "Come on, toy, let's go to bed," she said, as she led me to the futon couch and threw the mattress on to the floor. She threw pillows down, and then stood in the middle of the futon. She flexed and arm, looking at me coyly, and smiling, then beckoned to me. "C'mon softy. You get it all now, but we're going to play one more little game." I stayed on my knees for a moment, humiliated and somewhat scared of Patty's 'little games', my arms bruised from the last ones. Patty smiled and said harshly, "Stand up and come over here, little slave. I'm either going to fuck you silly or beat you senseless... your choice!" I got slowly to my feet and walked to Patricia, my face burning red. She took me in her arms and kissed me again, then stood back and took my hands, telling me to lace my fingers with hers. "You're a pretty tall guy. This time let's see if you can get me to the floor before I put you there," she said as she began to push lightly against my hands. I pushed back, gently at first as well. I felt as though I had regained some of my strength, and I made a sudden, hard effort with my whole weight behind it. Patty's arms absorbed the push like steel springs, her upper arms jumping with muscle, her forearms and wrists rock steady. She looked me in the eye hotly, and let me push her hands down to her shoulders. Then, with a growl she began to push me back. Her fingers crushed my hands like steel bands, and she quickly bent my hands back at the wrist. My strength was gone now, my tired arms weak and trembling despite my resolve. Patty knew it; she said, "Your little arms are just wet noodles, aren't they?" My arms did look thin and soft and white compared to her thick golden arms. She bent my wrists painfully and I had to lower my arms. She continued to press, saying, "On your knees, sissy - I don't want to have to snap your wrists." I had nothing left to push with, and I sank to my knees, easing the pressure on my wrists. Patty twisted my helpless arms and planted a foot in the middle of my chest. "Now, get on your back," she crowed, and shoved me hard with her foot, releasing my hands. I went sprawling onto the futon, and Patricia lept onto me. She lay full length on my body and pinned my forearms to the bed with her hands. She covered my face with kisses, and her mouth found mine. She kissed me hard, tongue to tongue, and wound her long, thick legs around mine. "Come on, sweetie, fight me a little" she teased, "It's more fun when you struggle." I just didn't want to fight anymore, but she pulled my hands down to my shoulders, holding them tight, and began to suck and bite my nipples. She moaned and rubbed herself on me as her hot mouth sucked hard on my tit, then I moaned myself, as she bit down on my nipple. First one, then the other nipplev took abuse, until I started squirming. She bit me hard and I whimpered, then bucked my hips against her, now really trying to escape, pushing my arms uselessly against her hold. "That's better," Patty growled, holding me steady, her legs spreading mine, her hands pinning me. "I love to feel how weak and helpless you are. Your body is mine to play with now." She locked her teeth in my neck's soft skin and I tried to thrash my legs free, but her huge thighs held me firm. She lifted her body on hands abd knees, crushing my arms and legs, then dropped her weight onto my chest. The air rushed from my lungs, and my vision swam. Now really scared, I thrashed and fought with my feeble remaining strength, but she lay on me and kissed me, stretching my arms out, spreading my legs, until my resistance collapsed, and I lay gasping. Smoothly she slid off me, sliding a leg under mine, scissoring my thighs between hers. She slipped an arm around my neck and locked my lips to hers. Her tongue found mine and as we kissed she took my half-hard cock in her other hand. She kneaded and pulled as she whispered, "You're such sweet little kitten. Your muscles are soft and weak, mine are like stone. You're very lucky that a woman like me is going to swallow your dick and ride you. Now get hard for me, sweetie..." Patricia's hand was skilled and powerful, and I began to stiffen. Patty purred, and held my head locked in her arm. Hesitantly, I ran my hand over her shoulder and arm, feeling her smooth flesh, her rock-hard muscle ripple as she stroked my cock. I let my hand drift toward her breast. Feeling timid and small, I said, "Patty, may I please touch your breasts? Please let me touch you..." She smiled and kissed me, saying "Anytime, baby - I'll never hurt you for wanting to touch my body." I held her big tit in my hand, squeezing it softly and snuggling against her. As I petted her soft breasts and firm belly, I felt my lust begin to build. I was hard now, and I began to thrust into her hand as she worked my cock. After a minute of this, Patty hugged me head to her tight, and said, "There kitten, your big, strong Patty has your cock all big and hard again." She grabbed the hand that was petting her, and let go of my neck, then climbed on top of me. My other arm had been pinned under her, and now she took that hand and the other in a single grip in her right hand. Her steely fingers held both of my skinny wrists. I struggled just a little, to please her, but I was obviously powerless. She laughed and rubbed her dripping pussy on my cock as she forced my arms down to the bed over my head. "You're weak as a kitten, aren't you, creampuff?" she said as she ran her other hand over my chest. I didn't answer and she suddenly twisted my nipple. Aren't you?!" she demanded. "Yes," I replied, as I squirmed. "Yes what?" she kept on. " Yes, I'm weak as a kitten... You're so strong and beautiful, please, please use my cock..." So far, whimpering and begging had gotten me pleasure, not pain - I tried it again. I was amazed at myself, my voice pleading and trembling. She kept my hands pressed over my head, reached under herself, and grabbed my cock. She worked it into her hot body, then released my wrists. She settled her hands on my softened biceps as she began to slam her huge hips on to me. "See, pretty boy," she said, her breath coming in explosions as she slammed herself against me, "everything that I said was true... (slam) You are my toy, too... (slam) weak to stop a woman from beating you up and... (slam) fucking you. From now on you're... (slam) mine, and I'm going to fuck your brains out... (slam) until you beg me... (slam) to let you sleep." She rode me hard, squeezing and milking my cock with her pussy as she rode. She buried her face in my neck, nuzzling my throat and ear. She would bite my earlobe, grinding it between her teeth until I began to whimper and squirm, then laugh softly and crush my biceps in her steel-cable fingers. "Poor little kitten," she whispered as she licked and sucked my neck, then bit down hard, making me whimper again. She covered my face with kisses as she battered my pelvis and wrung my cock, then she caught my lip in her teeth and bit down hard. It hurt worse than her other bites, and my eyes filled with tears. I yelled and bucked, but she held my shoulders flat, my chest totally pinned under her heavy chest and back. She released my bottom lip and snapped down hard on the upper, biting until tears flowed, and I sobbed a little, stopping my thrashing My cock shriveled in Patty's cunt, but she clamped her hips down on mine, grinding my pelvis under her. She released my lip and let go of my arms, then planted her elbows on my shoulders and took my head in both of her hands. She bit me hard again, then drank my tears. I reflexively grabbed her wrists and pulled; she just smiled and licked my face. "Poor little kitten," she purred again, "did the big, strong woman make you cry?" Her elbows crushed my shoulders as her lips brushed mine. "Did the big girl hurt you? Make your little creampuff dick go soft?" she raised herself off of my shoulders and sat up, her pussy still clamped on my manhood. She ran her hands over my chest and arms, her strong fingers kneading my trembling flesh. She plunged her fingers into my soft belly and tickled hard, making me gasp, and I grabbed her wrists again. My arms and shoulders felt like mush, and I couldn't budge her. Convulsively I sat up and threw my arms around her, squeezing as hard as my exhausted muscles would allow. She wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled my head back, kissing my wet eyes again. She pulled me back further, until I was leaning back at a 45 degree angle, my bruised stomach supporting my weight. But my abs were never my best feature, and soon I was hanging from my hair, trying to pull myself up on her body. My squashed arms were too weak, and she caught me shoulders as I sagged back in her grasp. Patty's vagina was rhythmically pulsing, squeezing and kneading my cock. It felt amazing, and I felt myself begin to swell in her again. She pulled back her shoulders and expanded her chest, making her melons rise and sway. She leaned her chest toward my face and I reached for her nipple with my tongue. " Ooohh sweetie, I can feel you getting bigger. Your cock does just what I want, see. Tell you what - you promise to try to stay hard, and I'll give you my chest to play with," she smirked, and brought her big nipple close to my mouth. "Your pretty lips are all red and swollen now. They'll feel so hot pressed against my bosom. I was completely entranced by the fleshy melons before me, and I began to beg again, "Oh yes, Patty, please stop hurting me, please. I'll stay hard for you, I promise, just don't hurt my mouth anymore, please..." She pressed my face into her tit. I was sitting up, sucking her tits as she held me to her, her big arms wrapped around me. "Your lips feel so good, sweetie," she crooned, "you should be glad I didn't use my fists to plump them up. Some guys don't get to serve my tits until I've pounded their face for them. But you're too handsome for me to want to mark up, and you're so soft and weak that I haven't even had to use my fists." She was massaging my neck and shoulders with crushing force, her fingers seeming to part the fibers of my muscles, and all the while her pussy was squeezing my member - now hard again, filling her. I focused on her breasts, nuzzling and suckling, and gripping the hard pecs that ran down from her shoulders. "I've made you my plaything with only the strength in my arms and hands and legs, with almost no real violence." I paled a moment to think of what real violence would be like from her, and worked harder on pleasing her nipples. She was moving now, pumping herself on my cock her thighs like steel springs as I clung helplessly. She was clearly approaching climax, her arms tightening around me, crushing me to her chest. "Suck my tits like a baby, kitten..." she murmered. She slammed herself hard on my cock now, and started to come. She slammed down on me, clamping my cock deep in her hot tunnel, smashing my face into her chest. My greater height kept me from suffocating, but I felt like I was in a python's coils, her arms squeezing the air from me. Her pussy gripped me like a fist, clenching and milking spasmodically. Then she put her teeth into my neck and bit and sucked hard. I felt a wave of heat sweep over me, and my cock exploded, pumping a second load into her hot core. I felt like my cock was caught in a wet fist as Patty's muscles milked every drop from me. The bright point of pain where her teeth held my neck was completely overwhelmed by the pleasure that flooded my body. Holding me helpless, she rocked back and forth on me, rubbing her clit against me. My cock was still fairly hard, but I could feel it being kneaded and squeezed. I collapsed onto Patty, still upright in her arms, giving her my whole weight. She kept wringing my manhood, and brought herself to another climax, making me feel like a ragdoll in her arms, crushed and thrown from side to side as she spasmed. At last she seemed spent, and released me to fall back on the bed, my soft cock still trapped in her strong loins. Patty stretched and flexed mer muscles, her biceps now peaked and massive, her back widening and breats lifting. "Oh kitten," she sighed, "I don't think I've ever felt this strong with a man." She squeezed her big right bicep, and raised herself up from my hips. Her pussy stayed tight, and my cock was actually stretched as it pulled out, then flopped onto my belly, as crushed and weak as I felt. My whole body felt bruised and wrung out, my muscles trembling and exhausted. I could feel the prints of Patty's mouth on my neck and lips and nipples. My hips felt as though they had been pounded into the bed. Yet I felt a level of excitement and intensity that I had never known, and felt lust and admiration for the woman who had captured and used me so hard. Patty began to run her hands over me again, and I'm afraid that I whimpered in fear as she pressed my nipples with her thumbs. "We're not quite done, kitten," she purred, "but now we can have a little cuddling, maybe sleep for a while. You deserve a reward for being such a fine lover, such a sweet boy." She was gently massaging my chest and shoulders, and she leaned down to kiss my bruised mouth gently, then softly kissed and licked the marks she had made on my neck. She lat down on me again, and took my nipple in her mouth. She nipped it and I begged in a whispered voice, "please, Patty please don't..." but she licked and sucked my tit sweetly. I didn't dare to try to stop her. I gripped the pillows and gasped as she massaged and licked me. FInally she gathered me into her arms, pinning my arms to my side. She wrapped her mighty legs around mine and pulled my head into her chest. She took my chin in one hand and lifted my face out of her bosom, and kissed me deeply. "This is where you'll sleep tonight, kitten," she whispered, " locked in the grip of the woman who taught you that you're just a pretty toy." She settled herself to rest, gathering my body to hers, molding my softness against her iron. I lay my head on her soft bosom, and soon fell asleep.