Sandi and the Terrorist: Part 2. By. David Sullivan pkrmgr@lnett.com The following story contains explicit language and is very violent. If material of this nature concerns you; do not read any further. I replayed the last few days over and over again in my mind. It wasn't that she was stronger than men. There are lots of strong women around. Its that she was so much stronger than men, so much more powerful. It wasn't even a contest. Howard was ninety pounds heavier than her. Vlad sixty. Sandi ripped through them like they were ninety eight pound weaklings. Then she degraded them and humiliated them for being weaker than her. She rubbed their faces in her feminine superiority. If they tried to assert their masculine egos, she'd smash them again with those massive muscles of hers. Those muscles! Not bodybuilder muscles but, muscles constructed of raw steel for overwhelming strength. Female muscles. Muscles built to massacre men. I watched what she did to men with her muscles. She slaughtered Vlad with her muscles. She pounded Howard to a pulp with her muscles. Then, she turned those muscles loose on me. In a different but, just as horrible a way. Sandi never even touched me. She didn't have to. She just needed the threat of using those huge muscles to fill me with overwhelming terror. And she loved it! Every horrid second of it. She debased and degraded me without mercy, knowing that I was helpless before her strength. Reveling in my fear of her muscles. Loving the way I humiliated myself. She made me cry and beg her not to use her muscles on me. Even after I had completely proven what cowardly weakling I was, she cruelly made me physically worship those very muscles that I feared more than death itself; her enormous mansmasher biceps. Sandi made me kiss those mountains of death for what had seemed an eternity. When it was finally over, or so I thought, the most horrifying moment of all occurred. I had not escaped after all. I was going into Hell. I had another appointment with her muscles. Hunger finally drove me out of my room late in the afternoon. I went to the canteen. Thankfully, it was empty. I grabbed a sandwich and a drink. As I was leaving, Sandi and Fred came in, hand in hand. Sandi was in a pair of sweatpants and a tight T- shirt. She was very obviously braless. Her big breasts thrusted proudly from her muscled chest. A jolt of fear shot through me as I saw the muscle-bound girl. "Hey, Jerry!" She said. "I want to go out on the base again tomorrow. I will meet you here at noon. O.K.?" I nodded at her and left as fast as I could. I got about halfway down the hall when the germ of an idea came to me. I went back to the canteen. Sandi and Fred were sitting at a table. Fred had his head on Sandi's shoulder. Both of his hands were wrapped around her upper arm. Sandi's hand was high up on Fred's thigh. When she saw me, Sandi flexed her arm. The monstrous muscles of her arm grew into huge balls of steel and became even more awesomely defined. The delighted Fred tried as hard as he could to squeeze her muscles. He couldn't dent them an iota. She looked over at him with a smile. "Uuh. How about if Fred takes you around the base tomorrow? I'll clear it with control." She looked over at me with a smile. "Now, Jerry. Rules are rules." She moved her hand and rubbed Fred's crotch while tensing her bare arm even harder under his grip. "You're the liaison dude. I'll go with you." Shit! I thought. "I'll see you at noon." I mumbled. "Don't be late!" She said gaily. Fred just sat there with an idiot grin on his face. Sandi kept rubbing his crotch. He was in Heaven. I was in Hell. I still might be able to escape. I didn't have much time. But, if everything checked out allright, I might not need tomorrow after all. I went to the monitoring room. It was empty. With my luck, they'll probably come in here and tape themselves screwing; I thought to myself. I checked the gain and sensitivity of all the sound pickups. If I could make sure that we could record the slightest sound while Vlad spilled the beans to Sandi at their next session, I might be able to avoid my own session with the sadistic bitch. I maxxed out every mike in the place and started taping, audio and visual. I then went into the room and whispered the alphabet very quietly while walking around. I covered every square inch, praying that there was no dead spot. I went back into the monitoring room and played back the tapes. I could hear everything! Hope! When the bitch took Vlad in there the day after next, I would be ready. We'd get the information, I'd grab the tapes, and then get the hell out of the compound, onto the plane and freedom. I called control to arrange to have a plane on `hot' standby {30 second takeoff alert} all that day until 6:00 in the evening. I went to my room and got my first sleep in two days. I put on some hiking boots the next morning. I knew that she'd want to walk again. I was right. I met her in the canteen. She gave Fred a kiss on the cheek. He gave her a squeeze on the arm. How fucking cute, I thought. The campus couple. The musclehead and the dickhead. She had on a silver sweatsuit and some tennis shoes. A ballcap with her ponytail sticking out the back completed her ensemble. We left the secure area and headed down the road towards the main base. All two Goddamn miles of it. I mean it was only 90 fricking degrees out. It really helped that there was no wind at all. Not one whisp of air to cool me off. She had a bounce to her step as I trudged along after her. "Let's go to the gym." She said. "Sure!" I replied in a fake happy tone of voice. The gym was almost deserted. There were only two people in it. Both female Airmen. Only the U.S. military could have female men. They caught sight of Sandi. "Are you the lady that whompped up on Howard?" One of them asked. The word had obviously spread about how Sandi had crucified poor old Howard the Pig. `Lady?' I thought. Sandi looked at me like she could read my mind again. "That's me!" She replied. "You have no idea how happy all us girls are to hear about him." The other one said. "Glad to be of service!" Replied the Amazon. "Yeah. Every time we came in here to workout, he'd start that BS of his. He was scary too!" Sandi looked the women over. "You know girls. You don't have to be afraid of pricks like Howard. Or like him." She said, pointing to me. `Great'; I thought. "But, some of those guys are so big." Said the first girl. "I know they are. Look. I've started a group of women called the sisters of strength." Replied the Amazon. `Oh wonderful! There's even more of her running around.' I said to myself. "Two of them are no bigger than you girls are. They built up their bodies and learned how to take care of themselves. I'll have one of them call you." The larger of the two girls nodded her head. "Like self defense stuff ?" She asked. "We don't concentrate too much on defense, if you get my drift." Replied Sandi. The girls laughed. "You've got to build yourselves up first, though. Muscle is the key. It all starts with muscle. Right, Jerry?" A lance of fear shot through me. "You know all about my muscles, don't' you?" Sandi took off the top of her sweatsuit, revealing her massively muscled upper body. A sportsbra barely covered her large bust. "Wow! Look at that! I heard that you had muscles but, I never dreamt! You're awesome!" Said the smaller of the two girls enviously. "I'll show you something about having muscles." Sandi said. She flexed her right arm. The now familiar mountains of steel grew huge and hard. She looked at me. "Guess what?" She said in an ominous voice. Thoughts of Vlad and Howard flashed through my brain. Wordlessly, I walked over and began to kiss her arm. "That's the value of muscle. He outweighs me by at least forty pounds, but look at him. His unadulterated fear of my muscles gives me total control over him." I felt my face turning crimson in shame. I kept kissing her though. Shame was better than pain. "That's neat!" Said the smaller girl. "Get on your knees!" Sandi ordered. I looked at her with a pleading look. "Now!" I dropped to my knees in front of her. "Now the stomach. Worship my abdominals." She ordered cruelly. I started kissing her corrugated stomach. "Weak men belong on their knees before strong women." Sandi stated. "Especially assholes like him." The girls laughed. "He looks pretty good down there. When you're done with her, maybe it'll be my turn." One of them said. "Build up some real muscles, and you can have any man you want down there. Anywhere you want down there!" Said the manbeater. The girls chuckled. Sandi and the girls talked for twenty more minutes while I stayed on my knees, in humiliation, worshipping Sandi's rock hard abdominal muscles. "Come on, Jerry! I'm going to let you buy me lunch." She finally said. Sandi put back on the sweat top. I stood up. I couldn't look the two girls in the eye. We started to leave. "Bye bye, Jerry! Don't forget to brush off your knees. They're awfully dirty, you know!" one of them called. Sandi said that we were going to the Officer's club for lunch. I was mad, frustrated, humiliated, pissed off and God knows what else and here she was talking about lunch as if nothing had happened. I hated her. I hated those two girls. I hated that prick, Fred. I hated me. I hated me worst of all. Jeez... What a day. The Officer's club was on the far side of the base from the gym, of course. Off we went, walking in the 400 degree heat. I was sweating like a pig. She looked as fresh as a daisy, even in sweats. I hated her. I hated those two girls. I hated... Oh never mind. The Officer's club was crowded. Great. Probably forty people. Fifteen women. When we were seated, it was obvious that word of Sandi had really spread. Everyone was trying so hard not to look like they weren't looking at her that it was obvious that they were looking at her. The waiter came over and took our order. It all seemed so normal. Except that the girl sitting across from me was planning on tearing me apart after she tore apart another man the next day. We sat there in silence. I knew that I had nothing to say to her. Lunch finally arrived. Sandi casually took off her sweat top. Every conversation is the place stopped cold. There was dead silence for about five long seconds as everybody, men and women alike, stared at the girls astounding musculature. Their brains finally kicked back in and the talking sputtered back to life. "I get that a lot." She said. "I love it!" That was the limit of our luncheon conversation. I watched the people watch her. Every time she moved, whether to cut meat, lift a fork to her mouth, or anything else, some of her muscles would tense and flex. Seeing how she had so many muscles, something was flexing all of the time. Everyone was watching her to some degree or other. A few of the men were absolutely mesmerized by the girl. Some of the women also. I would have felt pretty good about being with her except for the fact that I hated her. You would hate her too if she had humiliated you as bad as she had me and was planning on ripping your heart out like she was going to do to mine. She also ate like a horse. She ate her lunch, most of my lunch (since, for some reason, I had lost my appetite) desert and another desert. I paid. Naturally. After our wonderful time in the Officer's club, she stated that she wanted to see a movie. Guess where the theater was? You got it. Right next to the gym. So, off we hiked again, through the 2,000 degree furnace. The one screen theater was playing Anastasia. I was going to watch a cartoon the day before I was scheduled to be slaughtered. With the person who was going to slaughter me. I bought two tickets. Along with a jumbo popcorn, candy, a hot dog and an extra large soda... for her. The theater was practically deserted. The reason became apparent very quickly. The air conditioning was not quite up to par. So we watched the fictional animated story of a dead Russian Princess in the 50,000 degree heat of the theater. I liked the winter scenes the best. After the movie, Sandi stated that it was time to go back. We tramped on back to the secure area. The sun was going down so it was only about 3000 degrees out. We got to the lodging area. "See ya!" She said as we got to Freds room. She went right on in, stripping clothes off before the door was closed by the happy Fred. I went to my room and collapsed. I got up early the next day. I called control and verified that the plane was on `hot' alert. It was. I went to the monitoring room and rechecked the sound system. A- OK. I packed my stuff and had it sent to the hanger. I still wasn't hungry but, I wanted some coffee. I went to the canteen. The lovebirds were there. Figures. Fred was all over her muscles, as usual. Sandi only had about six empty food containers in front of her. I guess she didn't want to get bloated before smearing Vlad, and me. I grabbed a cup and went back to my room. At 2:00 P.M. control called. It was time to get to the monitoring room. When I got there, one of the technicians was complaining that someone had been fucking around with his equipment. `Too fucking bad.' I thought. I was just trying to make sure that Sandi doesn't have a chance to fuck around with my equipment. Fred was there, happy as a pig in slops. Sandi wasn't. OK by me. Five minutes later, she showed. Oh well. She was dressed in her usual man beater attire. Shorts and loose top. She sat down by Fred and his hand shot onto her bare thigh at the speed of light. She gave him a peck on the cheek. At 3:00, the guards delivered Vlad. It only took two of them this time as he was in real bad shape. He looked horrible. Vlad's big body was one big ugly purple bruise. It was obvious that he was hurting badly. He tried to get into a comfortable position. He winced in pain at the slightest movement. Sandi watched his tortuous movements with a wry smile. She waited... and waited.... and waited some more. Vlad was crying. He knew what was coming. The terrorist was completely broken, just as she had said. He became more and more agitated as the time wore on. Me too. The plane was scheduled to go off alert at 6:00 P.M.. Finally, at 4:45 Sandi got up. She left us and entered the room carrying something. It was a battery operated boom box. Fred tapped me on the shoulder. "Sandi told me to tell you not to worry about missing your plane. She canceled it." He told the sound crew to leave. There was going to be no sound recording. Just video. One of the sound men started to complain. Fred told him that he could call Sandi back in and that she would `explain' it to him. The sound guy left. Meanwhile, my heart had sunk to my toes. The bitch had known about my plan all along. So did that jerk Fred. My mind raced, trying to figure a way out. Vlad looked at the muscle girl in pure terror when she entered the room. She put down the boom box and flexed her massive arms. "Hi baby! this is the last time that we're going to meet. I want it to be very special!" The terrorist began to cry anew when he saw her huge mansmashing arm muscles. Sandi approached him slowly and deliberately. Vlad tried to assume a fighting stance. He cried out in pain when he lifted his arms. The girl laughed at him. He struck out with a blow aimed at her breast. Sandi turned and took it on her side. Vlad wailed as the shock of his fist hitting her heavily muscled side tore through him. His tortured ribs and trunk muscles had been so damaged by the girl that any physical effort caused him immense pain. Sandi grabbed his fist and twisted it brutally. Vlad fell to his knees wailing in pain. His arm was pointed up, and back. Sandi stood above him with his fist in her hand, twisting. The girl's pumped up arm muscles looked like solid steel. "Look at her beautiful muscles!" Fred whispered. Vlad wailed in agony as Sandi twisted harder. His shoulder was being torqued beyond its capacity by the muscular girl. "I'm a woman strong enough to twist your arm off!" Said the savage girl, giving his hand another viscous twist. His tendons popped with a sickening crack. "And you're too weak a man to stop me !" Vlad was on his stomach now. He was beating on the mat feebly with his one good arm, crying quietly. Sandi stood above him, enjoying her total domination of the big man. She finally let go of his hand. His now useless arm flopped to the mat. The Amazon rolled him over on to his back with her foot. She stood above him, her legs straddling his supine form. The ravaged man looked up at his barrel chested abuser. "Kill me. Please... Kill me. I can't take anymore." Sandi simply laughed at him. She dropped down to her knees and sat on his stomach. Smiling down at him, she punched his ruined right shoulder. Vlad wailed in agony from the brutal blow. "Why should I kill you when I can keep punishing you like this?" The girl then grabbed his right hand and placed it on her thigh. She squeezed in on his battered ribs with her thighs. "Aarruuggh!... Uurrgh!" He moaned in renewed pain. Sandi moved his hand over her thigh. "Like steel, isn't it? Ever felt muscle like this?" When Vlad didn't respond, she squeezed in on him harder. Her huge thigh muscles bunched with frightening power. Vlad arched his back in pain as the girls muscles of steel punished him mercilessly. "Answer me, asshole!" She spat. "Uuhh.. Uuhh.. No No. I've uuhh.. never felt uuhh.. uuhh.. muscles like yours." The man whimpered in agony. She grabbed his hair with her right arm and roughly lifted his head. The busty young girl then flexed her huge left arm. Sandi laughed in glee as she saw the look of fear and awe in Vlad's face as he watched the massive mountains of female muscle erupt not six inches from him. "Look real close at all these muscles Vladdy. Look how big they are. How thick." She then slowly began to straighten and flex her arm again. "Watch my big biceps grow. You know how strong they are. You felt how strong they are! Remember how easily they lifted you. How my big female muscles threw you around like you were a rag doll! And think how weak you were. How you couldn't stop me. How you couldn't stand up to these!" Sandi rammed his face against her steel biceps as she spoke that last sentence. The Amazon let go of his hair at the same time. Vlad's entire body rebounded from his heads impact with her muscled arm and he flopped to the mat groaning in pain. Sandi knelt down over her victim with a sadistic smile on her face. "My muscles are pretty hard too, aren't they?" The girl pushed out her big chest over the battered Russian. His view was filled with the massive female muscles that had ruined him and two big thrusting breasts that threatened to tear through the thin fabric that covered them. Vlad was now crying openly. Whether it was fear or pain or humiliation, I did not know. Probably all three. The sadist started in on Vlad again with more humiliating verbal abuse: "Poor little crybaby man. So weak and helpless! Are you afraid of me? Are you afraid of Sandi's big hard female muscles?" Vlad nodded his head slightly while the tears continued to flow. It was obvious that he was totally, completely, utterly broken. Physically and emotionally. But that was not enough for the cruel Amazon. She wanted more. More fear. More degradation. More pain for her male victim. She flexed her massive right arm above his face. "Look at those triceps wimp! That's what powered my fists into your puny male body! Look at the size of them. And my shoulders. And my lats! Huge, hard, female muscles that drove my fists into you! Remember how my fists busted you up!" Vlads face went white as the girl made a fist right in front of his face. Fred was staring lasers at her bulging striated arm. He was breathing in deep lustful breaths. "Oh, those muscles. Those beautiful muscles." He whispered. Sandi straightened and flexed her right arm over Vlad's face again while pushing on his battered ribs with her left hand. "Oohhhuugghhh!.... Jeeezzzz!........ Nnnnoooo!" He cried in agony. "Poor baby! I guess you're remembering how my fists felt!" She laughed while pressing harder. "Aaaauuuurrrrr!" Vlad screamed. Sandi rubbed her flexed triceps against Vlads mouth as she kept pressing in on his ribs. "Sssttooppp!.... Aaaahhhhh!..... Uuunnnhhh!" He mumbled. His soft lips flattened by Sandi's steel muscles. The Amazon lifted her arm from his face. She kept pressing in on his tortured ribcage though. "Pplleaasssee!.... No more!" He begged. As an answer, Sandi then pushed her big bust against his mouth and pushed against his ribs harder still. Any sounds that he was making were muffled by her big breast. "Always remember that a girl did this to you, asshole!" She spat, removing her bust from his mouth. The thin top was wet from Vlad's mouth. Her hard nipple clearly showed through. She held her breasts just inches from his eyes for a minute then finally stopped the torture by lifting her left hand off of his ribs. Sandi looked into Vlads pain wracked face and laughed. "That was nothing! You're really going to suffer now, big man! Look how much pain I put you in just by pressing on your chest. Why do you think I beat your ribs so bad before? I was just getting you ready for what is to come. I'm going to lift you up. ...... Then I'm going to push my big chest up against yours. ...... Next, I'm going to wrap these around you." Sandi flexed both of her arms. The great mountains of lethal female power once again grew huge in front of Vlads terrified gaze. "Then I'm going to crush you against me. ..... I'm going to.... slowly .... smash.... every..... bone.... in.... your.... chest. My female muscles are going to mangle you. You're going to feel pain like you've never felt before. And I'm going to love every minute of it!" The muscle-bound girl then stood up over the broken man. Vlad painfully begged and groveled for mercy beneath her. "Look how beautiful she is!" Fred gasped. "So magnificent! So powerful!" I looked over at him in amazement. The cruel Sandi had tortured a helpless man. A man that she single-handedly had beaten into that state of helplessness. A man that she had promised to punish even more. But, Fred was blind to everything except the girl's bulging muscles of steel. Sandi reached down and put her arms under Vlad's shoulders and easily lifted his 235 pounds up. His weight was nothing to her. The Russian groaned in renewed pain from the movement. She pushed him against the wall and then seductively rubbed her bust against his bruised and battered chest. "Uuhhh!.. Uurrgghhh!.... Aaaggg!" Vlad cried weakly from the pressure of the girl's firm breasts. "This is great!" Sandi laughed. Putting her hands on the back of her hips, the busty musclegirl pushed on him harder with her chest. "Nnnoooo!... Uuhhhh!.. Sssttoopp!" He moaned in agony as the Amazon cruelly punished him with just her big breasts. After a couple more minutes of displaying her sexual domination of the big man, the musclegirl wrapped her nineteen inch arms around his lower back and walked him to the middle of the room. Vlad groaned in helpless anguish as the girl prepared to follow through on her threat to destroy him. Sandi then began to crush him against her muscled body. Her forearms, biceps and triceps swelled and became incredibly defined. The young girl's shoulders and back rippled with pure muscular strength. Vlad let out a piercing scream of sheer agony. His head flopped back. The terrorist pawed at Sandi's shoulder with his good left arm in a futile effort to stop her onslaught. His ruined right arm flopped uselessly at his side. The sadistic girl then began to squeeze him even harder. Vlad's squeals became weaker as Sandi's muscles constricted him without mercy. It was clear that her muscles were crushing him to death. Sensing that she was losing him, the Amazon eased the terrible pressure. Vlad gulped in some much needed air. The man was crying and groaning in horrendous agony. Sandi then started crushing him anew. Her massive muscles tearing into his body with unstoppable force. Some of his ribs broke audibly, unable to withstand the power of the girl. He was now hanging like a rag doll in her mighty arms. Only the feeblest sounds emanated from him. Bubbly pinkish blood was flowing from his mouth. Sandi let up on him and he slumped to the mat, unmoving. Only his slightly moving chest gave proof that he was still alive. Sandi waved to the mirror. Fred turned off all of the sound apparatus and pounded on the glass three times. Sandi got her boom box and brought it close to Vlad and turned it on. The lyrical sounds of the Skorpions blasted from the device. "That's just in case you tried something tricky." Fred said. "For some reason, she doesn't trust you!" He snickered. Sandi bent down over the nearly lifeless terrorist. She spoke something directly into his ear. He whispered something back. They repeated the ritual a couple more times. Sandi turned off the boom box, arose, and came into the room. "I have to make a phone call. You two stay here. Nobody is to approach him." She said, pointing at Vlad. She left. Fred and I spent an uncomfortable hour together in silence. The Russian in the next room laid alone with his pain. Sandi finally returned with a huge smile on her face. "They got em! Both nukes!" Fred jumped up and embraced his mistress. She kissed him passionately as he caressed her lethal muscles in adoration. Breaking the embrace, Sandi pointed at me. "I'll meet you back here in two hours! It's time for my payday! Fred and I are going to go and have some fun." Fred beamed in delight. I shook in terror. "Just to make sure that you don't get any more smart ideas, I arranged for you to have some company." With that, two Air Police entered the room. I recognized them immediately. The two girls from the gym yesterday. They were wearing sidearms and big smiles. My heart sank like a stone to my feet. Sandi got on the phone to the hospital. They took Vlad away. I don't know if he lived or not. I had my own problems. Weapons drawn, the girls took me to my room and handcuffed me to a chair. They chatted gaily about how Sandi invited them to watch her `session' with me and how long that I would last. The phone rang. It was time. The girls prodded me back to the room. As we passed the control room I could see that the tech team was back They were going to record my destruction for posterity. I had resolved not to demean myself again. Not with the crew behind the mirror taping the proceedings. Especially that fucking Fred. When I saw her, my resolve evaporated immediately. I let out a shriek of pure terror when she entered the room. Sandi was dressed as she had been for Vlad. Tight shorts and a tiny, loose fitting top that emphasized her big bust as well as her astounding muscularity. The Amazon had the slightest of smiles on her gorgeous face as she surveyed my terrified state. My body was wet with the sweat of fear. My breath came in tiny continuous gasps that were barely enough to sustain me. I was visibly quaking. My legs were made of jelly. My eyes darted back in forth in a futile effort to find an escape. "Get a good rest Jerry?" She taunted. "Fred and I did. We got lots of rest. After play time, that is. I'm ready to play with you now. I hope you're ready! I've been waiting for this moment since the first day I met you. Since those condescending smartass comments. Your little sideways glances. Your obvious disapproval of me and my methods. Where are your comments now, big boy? What do you think of my methods now, macho man? The only sideways glances I see now are of you trying to find an escape." Sandi then grasped the front of her top and slowly, ever so slowly, tore it off revealing her thickly muscled chest and large high riding breasts. "That's better! I want to be really comfortable for this." Then she, again, ever so slowly, flexed her left arm. Great masses of muscle bunched and peaked under her tawny skin. {NOTE: italicized script denotes Sandi speaking in her `mommy' voice as from Part 1. I.E. Mother talking to infant.} She turned her head, looked over at the result, and said: "Oooo! Look how big and hard Sandi's muscles are! Does little Jerry like Sandi's big muscles?" Just as slowly, the busty girl flexed her right arm. The monstrous cannonball of female might that I had been forced to supplicate myself to the other night grew huge and hard before my terrified eyes. Sandi turned her head to see. "Golly, this one is just as big and hard! But, little Jerry remembers this one, doesn't he?" The muscle girl then tensed in a total body flex. Every magnificent muscle on her rock hard body swelled with monumental strength. "Look at the muscles, Jerry. Look at the breasts. Remember that it's a girl that's going to destroy you!" My bowels turned to ice water as I looked at the bare chested girls awesome muscles. "Oh God!" I cried weakly as Sandi's muscles bulged with horrendous power. Her striated mounds of might looked like they had been etched out of cold steel with a laser. The Amazon looked me directly in the eye and said sweetly: "I've got lots of really special surprises for you, baby. I had to be careful with Vlad and not kill him because we needed information. And it was just boxing with Howard. There's a limit to what I can do with my fists. I hurt him real bad and busted him up a little but, I didn't really do a lot of damage to little Howie. Now though, there are no rules. No constraints. I get to do anything to you that I want to with all these muscles. Anything that I want to. And I'm going to do a lot! You're going to feel just how strong I really am! You're going to feel firsthand just how much damage female muscle can inflict on a man! Isn't that great!" A wave of nausea swept through me. I started backing away from her. I had to escape! But, there was none. Sandi slowly followed me. She was in no hurry. There was plenty of time for her to destroy me. I ran to the closest door and pawed at it. It was locked tight. I turned around in terror. She was close to me now. She waved a key at me. "All baby Jerry has to do to get out is take this away from the big, mean girl." She put the key in her shorts pocket. I ran to the mirrored wall and pounded on the protective Lexan pane. "Help me! For God's sake, please help me!" I cried. Sandi laughed behind me. "Do you really think that they're dumb enough to come in here? Besides, Fred and the girls are on my side." Panic struck, I turned around. "Even if they did. What good would it do?" She was right. No one would be stupid enough to help me. The man-beater was right in front of me. I had trapped myself! Grabbing my arm, Sandi pulled me to her. "Come to mommy!" She murmured cruelly. I slammed against her iron chest and firm breasts with incredible force. "Uuugghh!" I cried out as my male flesh made contact with her female steel. Sandi wrapped her muscle-bound arms around my lower ribcage. My worst fears had finally come to be; I was caught by those arms of death. "How about a little hug, baby. Just to get acquainted! All you macho men like busty blondes, don't you?" She began to squeeze in on me increasing the pressure with agonizing slowness. "Well, feel what this busty blonde can do!" I was caught in a cage of solid female muscle. "Ooohhhh!.... Ooohhhhh.... Jeeezzzz .... Aaaahhh" I wailed as the pain increased slowly, building, worsening by the second. "Remember how I destroyed Vlad with this hold, baby boy?" The brutal female was smashing my torso with her massive and hard as steel, arm and chest muscles. Her bare breasts pushed against me as a needless reminder that it was a girl that was crushing the life out of my body. "I've wanted to do this for a long time." She whispered. "Aauuggh!" I sobbed as she jolted me with a burst of power. "I wanted smash you." Another burst of agonizing compression. "Hurt you." Another jolt of pure pain. "Punish your male body with my muscles!" One more tremendous constriction. "Oh God! You're breaking my spine!" I wailed plaintively. "Not yet, sweetheart. But, that's a good idea." She whispered gaily. "Maybe later!" I pounded on Sandi's iron shoulder to no effect as the agony mounted. Somewhere in the back of my pain wracked brain I noticed how incredibly thick and wide her muscle packed shoulders and chest really were. Still the unbearable pain mounted. "Oohhh!... Oohhh!... Mercy!... Please, mercy!" I begged. I could feel my ribs nearing the breaking point. In a fit of desperation, I tried to gouge her eyes. Before I could reach them she jolted me with a burst of power. I screamed in a paroxysm of raw pain and my hands flew back. "Naughty naughty" She whispered. "Play nice!" I was totally helpless in her grasp. Her strength was phenomenal, overwhelming. The girl's dominant muscular power was even worse than I could have imagined. "Stop it! Stop please!" I managed to cry weakly. "You're killing me!" My hands pawing at her iron arms in a futile attempt to pry them off me. I started babbling incoherently as the pain worsened still. Sandi was laughing quietly. "Men are so much fun to crush. They make the funniest noises!" The young Amazon held me captive in her steel vise for ten more minutes. "Llllooorrrrd... Nnooo.." I whimpered as I slumped to her feet. All there was in my life was the pain. No memory, no family, no other sensation than the agony that Sandi's muscles had caused me. She had damaged me severely with her brutal bear hug. I laid there in agony, moaning, crying, hurting. Eventually I started to regain my senses. I opened my eyes. Muscles; all I could see were muscles. "Mercy... Mercy..." I begged feebly. Sandi got down on one knee and grabbed a handful of my hair and roughly lifted me. "Nooo.. Plleeaaass... Pll." I muttered, almost passing out from the renewed pain. After a time, my eyes finally managed to focus and what I saw filled me with dread. Sandi had that huge right arm flexed right in front of my eyes. "You know what to do now little man!" She said : "Worship Sandi's big muscles." She let go of my hair and I fell back. "Little Jerry has a chore to do! Sandi's going to count to three! ....... One....... Two........" I started crying, just like the baby that she was treating me like. I was so badly hurt that I didn't know if I could move. My eyes barely focused. I was having trouble breathing. But, I knew what would happen if I didn't do exactly as she ordered. I managed to grab hold of her arm and slowly pulled myself up. The Amazons muscular arm did not budge an inch, even with my weight on it. Her bare chest was right in my line of sight. Thick slabs of muscle and big, hard nippled breasts filled my view. I managed to stumble over to her cocked arm and sloppily began to kiss her monster biceps. My legs gave way after about ten seconds and I couldn't get back up to her arm. Sandi whispered: "Little baby man is being bad. Little Jerry has to do better than that. Jerry must obey! Sandi has to punish!" A new wave of terror ripped through me. "No Sandi." I gasped. "I'll obey. Please! I'll obey!" She ignored my pleas. Standing up, Sandi grabbed the front of my shirt with her left hand. Her mighty forearms, biceps, shoulders, pecs and lats all tightened visibly as she easily pulled me to my feet with one hand. Hurt as I was, the strength of the young girl still astounded me. "Little weakling man must do as he is told!" She slapped my face open handed. "Aaahhhggg" I cried as the force of her slap sent me to the mat. The Amazon reached down and lifted me back to my feet. I was dizzy from her blow. "Little boy has to learn not to disobey girls with big muscles!" WHAM! Another slap spun me around and sent me sprawling. Sandi curled me to my feet one armed. "Has my little man learned his lesson yet?" Before I could answer she backhanded me viscously. It felt like I was hit with a sledgehammer. I flew two feet and landed on my back. The pain I was in was beyond description. I looked up at the brutal female as my eyes slowly swam into focus. Sandi's huge muscles bulged with cruel power. The nipples of her big breasts were hard and distended. She was getting a sexual thrill out of tearing me apart! Sandi lifted me to my feet once again. Her muscled left arm held me upright. "No more... No more..." I begged. "Is my little weakling ready to kiss Sandi's big muscles now?" The Amazon flexed her massive right arm. "Yes.. Yes.." I cried pathetically. "I'm ready! I'll obey! Please let me kiss your muscles!" As I reached my aching head over to kiss her flexed arm, Sandi let go of my shirt. I was too weak to stand on my own and I dropped to the mat. "Oh God!" I cried, realizing what was in store for me. The man-beater lifted me back upright again. "Bad Jerry. Bad bad Jerry." With a sadistic smile, Sandi took one step forward and rammed me against the padded wall with incredible force. "Uuuufffff" I gasped as the air exploded out of my lungs. I bounced off the wall and flopped around on the mat gasping for air. The concussion from the collision was horrendous. My entire being was permeated with terrible new pain. Deep inside me though, I knew that she wasn't done. She was just getting warmed up. While I laid there in agony, she told Fred and the girls to come into the room. They brought chairs in and set them up in a corner. She bent down over me and spat: "Let's get these clothes off of you. Play time is over. It's time to get serious." Sandi quickly stripped me of everything and stood tall and proud over my naked form. She eyed my body like it was a side of beef. "I'm going to really start to hurt you now. I'm going to break you up and I want you naked so I can see the damage that my muscles cause. But first, I'm going to show you how strong I really am." Sandi bent down and grasped me under my armpits and lifted me back to my feet. My left hand was on her right shoulder. The other on her left bicep. Oh, those muscles! Those astounding muscles. She was so strong. So powerful. So cruel. "I hurt. I'm hurting so bad Sandi. No more, Please." I begged. "Not as bad as you're going to!" She laughed. Sandi wrapped those hugely muscled arms around my upper chest. "Like the feel of my bare chest against yours, sweetie? Don't my big breasts feel good? Do they turn you on? Girls, watch how a real woman handles a man!" With that, Sandi constricted her ungodly arm muscles and crushed me against her armor plated chest once again. "Remember your idea about snapping your spine? Maybe I'll do it now!" I screamed in horrendous agony. The pressure was at least twice what she had done with her earlier bear hug. "I told you play time is over, little wimpy man!" I couldn't breathe! It felt like a building had fallen on me. I knew that she could kill me easily if she wanted to. Everything went white with pain. I went limp from lack of air. My head dropped onto her iron shoulder. "Uh.... Uh.... Uh.... Uh.... Uh...." I whimpered in agony until merciful blackness engulfed me. I awoke. Naked. Alone. Thankfully alone. I hoped, I prayed that Sandi was done with me. That Sandi's muscles were done with me. Just the thought of her muscles made me quiver in fear. Terrible pain permeated my being. Pain from being worked over by her muscles. What if she was came back? I had to get out while she was gone! I tried to get up. I managed to crawl up to my hands and knees. But, I was too weak from the punishment that the brutal girl had inflicted upon me. I slipped back to the mat and passed out. I finally came back to reality. I had no idea what time it was. Or, what day it was. The gang was all there. The girls were in their chairs. Fred and Sandi were talking quietly together. Fred liked what he was hearing. He was so happy that he was crying tears of joy. I was crying tears of agony. Noticing that I was back amongst the living, Sandi sauntered towards me. Her thighs bulged with titanic power with each step. "Finally awake, sleepyhead? It's about time. We were all getting bored. I guess we won't be bored now!" The Amazon reached down and lifted me to my feet. She pushed me up against a wall and easily held me upright with one hand. "The girls want to see how hard I can punch. They didn't get to see me with Howie. I know that you won't mind!" She said with an evil grin on her gorgeous face. I was babbling something when a grenade went off in my stomach. Her fist hit me like a locomotive, tearing deep inside me. Waves of agony ripped through me. I cried out in terrible pain. "Girls. One thing that you have to remember after you build up your muscles is how to really punish your men. Don't hit them so hard that they are done after one punch! Ease up a lot like I just did. That way you can prolong your fun!" My dumbfounded mind took in her words. Ease up! Before I could think of anything else, the cruel female sent her titanium fist into my body again. Another detonation of raw pain coursed through me. "When you punish your victims, it's really fun to degrade them at the same time." She said to the girls. "Like this!" Sandi ripped another piledriver into my stomach. I screamed in agony. "What's wrong sweetie? Not man enough to take on a girl?" She slammed me in the side. "Ooohhhh!" I cried. "You didn't think that I could get any info from Vlad!" A driving blow hit me over my heart. "Aaauugghh!" I wailed. "You made a bunch of smartass comments!" She ripped a powerhouse punch into my ribcage. "Aaaaiiiii!" I screamed as my ribs disintegrated. "Any smart comments now?" Sandi drove her left fist into my gut. "Uuugghh!" I cried as my stomach muscles disintegrated painfully. "Do my methods work?" Another left to the same place. "Aaauurrrgghh!" An explosion of pure agony engulfed me from the young muscle girl's driving punch. "Or, are they worthless against big, strong, men like you?" She tore into me with a third blow to the same spot. "Uuuufff!" I was inundated with unendurable pain! She was killing me with her fists! "Speak up, baby!" She ripped a fourth blow to the same spot. "Ooohhhh!" I whimpered. I was almost out again from the pain that she was causing me. Seeing that I was slipping away, Sandi backhanded me across the face, bringing me violently back to reality. My eyes focused in on her bare chest. Thick, steely muscles and big breasts filled my view. Seeing where I was looking, Sandi moved closer and rubbed herself against me. "Nice, aren't they. Freddy likes them almost as much as he likes my muscles." I felt her hard nipples tracing a path against my mangled chest. "But, you don't like me, do you?" She stepped back and sent a piledriving punch to the spot just vacated by her nipples. "Aaaaiiiiiee!" I wailed as a new explosion of agonizing pain detonated in my chest. "Freddy likes me!" Her battering ram fist tore into my body. "He likes my breasts." A powerful shot to my solar plexus. "He loves my muscles!" A tremendous blow to my gut. "He likes to feel how big they are." A left to my ribs. "How hard they are." A right to my ruined stomach. "How mighty they are!" One last incredible blow to my chest. She let go of me and I dropped to the mat in a heap. I was dying. The barechested girl had beaten me within an inch of eternity. She was drawing out my demise in order to inflict more damage and satiate her sadistic psyche. I looked up at the muscular female. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" I whimpered. "Girls just want to have fun, baby." The brutal girl laughed. "And nothing's more fun than beating an asshole like you and then having him on his back begging me for mercy." She reached down, grabbed my jaw with a grip of iron, and lifted. "Look at you! Big macho man, crying like a baby. Battered by my muscles. Nothing could be better. Except beating you some more!" I pawed at her hand, trying to ease the pain. She ignored my futile efforts. "Fred has never seen me lift. I owe him a treat!" Sandi roughly lifted me upright. Grasping me right above the gonads with her right hand and a fistful of my chest with her left, the bare chested muscle girl pressed me over her head. "What do you weigh? About 190. As you know, that's a lot less than I usually work out with. I guess that I'll just have to do more reps. I'll do em slow for more resistance" Sandi pressed me very slowly ten times. "Look at those female muscles bulge, Jerry. Look at the pump." The Amazon then did twenty more excruciatingly slow repetitions. "That's starting to feel better! How about that Freddy!" I watched in the mirror as she pressed me tirelessly. As beaten and humiliated as I was, I was mesmerized by the girls gorgeous face, big thrusting breasts, and massive muscles. Fred and the girls were looking at her in awe, and lust. Fred came over and put his hand on her massive biceps. "I love you, Sandi! I've seen enough lifting for now. Do what you want to him. Hurt him as much as you want. I want you to be happy!" Fred went back to his corner. "I love you too, Freddie!" She cooed. Suddenly, the Amazon turned and threw me halfway across the room. "Uuuggghhh!" I cried painfully as I landed heavily on my back. She walked slowly towards me smiling slightly. Her awesome thighs tensing into marble pillars with each step. My fear level increased with each step that she took. Sandi reached down and pulled me partially to my feet. Her granite thigh crashed into my chest hurling me violently back into the wall. "Jjeeezzz! Aaauuugghh!" I bounced off the wall and into her arms. The brutal female power slammed me to the mat. "Uummmppphh!" I wailed as her steel body crashed mine savagely into the thin padding. She jumped up and laughed as I writhed in agony below her. Still laughing, she hauled me back to my feet. "God, I love this!" She slammed her forearm into my chest. "Punishing men!" I crashed back into the wall and started to slump down. "Aaaiii... Aaahhhh!" I moaned weakly. "Making them cry!" The busty man-beater grabbed my hair, roughly pulled me forward, and pounded her forearm across my back. "Smashing their bodies!" The pain was horrible! Like being hit with a baseball bat. "Uuummmmpphhh! Gooodddd!" I flew at least six feet from the blow. "Mommy!... Mommy!... Make her stop!... Please, mommy!" I sobbed. "Mommy's not here." She sneered: "I am!" I looked up at her through my tears. Sandi stood about ten feet from me, hands on hips. She was a blonde presence of muscular superiority. She slowly flexed her enormous right arm once again. "You know what comes next, chickenshit! Get over here!" I tried to get up and failed. "I can't move. You've hurt me too bad." I cried weakly. "Crawl wimp!" She snapped cruelly. "Crawl to me or I'll kill you where you lie!" I knew that she meant exactly what she said. I started to crawl to my tormentress an inch at a time. Every movement sent a surge of agonizing pain through me. I made about two feet before I had to stop. I was in too much pain to continue. "I can't go any further!" I gasped. "This is your last chance, prick! Now, get over here. I don't care if it takes all day!" I looked over at the steel muscled girl. She was smacking her right fist into her left palm. I could see the others. They were loving every minute of my torture, my humiliation. "Come on little man. If you don't come to me, I'll go to you! And you won't like that one little bit!" I began to sob out loud as I continued my pain wracked journey. "Well, you crawl like a baby. You may as well cry like one too!" She laughed. After what seemed like an eternity, my hand touched her foot. I looked up at the brutal female. Ever so slowly, she flexed her gigantic right bicep. "Oh God!" I whimpered. "Please help me!" Sandi just pointed to the mountain of bulging muscle with her left index finger. "Up. ... Now!" I began to climb her body so that I could worship the muscles that had brutalized me so badly. I grabbed the top part of her calf, just below the knee, and lifted. "Oohhh... Uuhhh... Uuhhh..." I moaned in renewed pain. Her calf must have been seventeen inches of stone hard muscle. I was barely able to get high enough so that I could reach the top of her shorts and get a handhold. Agonizingly slowly I inched my way up her leg. My cheek was against her thigh. It was like a granite column. I crawled up thick slabs of deeply cut she muscle. Her whole body must be made of cast iron, I thought. "Ohhhh... Aarrgghhh... Uh.. Uh." I gasped. The pain was unending, overpowering. I finally made it to my knees and rested my head against her abdomen with my arms around her waist. The girls stomach muscles were so hard and defined that it felt like there were titanium ingots under her skin. "Up, prick! Get up here and get to work!" The Amazon snarled. "Please Sandi. Have mercy!" I begged. "I don't have mercy for weaklings like you! Climb. Climb and worship my muscles!" replied the sadist. I reached up with my left hand around the back of her arm. "Touch my breast and I'll tear your arm out of its socket!" She warned. A jolt of new fear shot through me. The pain in my ribs was intense, searing, unbearable. My fingers crawled up her arm. Incredibly hard and huge, her arm did not budge as my hand finally made it to the striated peak of her bicep. I put my right hand on her right shoulder. Her deltoid felt like a cannonball. I inched my way up, groaning from the debilitating pain. I was finally able to get my feet under me. I stood up on unsteady legs. I kept my hold of Sandi's steely shoulder for support. I looked over at her. The Amazon pushed out her chest is a display of dominance. "Worship me!" I bent down and began to kiss her mankiller biceps. She slowly straightened and bent her arm as I kissed. I felt her mammoth muscles recede and grow under my lips. "Who's stronger, baby boy? The man, or the woman? Who's got stronger muscles?" She whispered. I tried to lift my head to answer but, she forced my mouth back down with her left hand. "Answer with your tongue." I did. For about five seconds. I was woozy from the horrific beating and fell. "I guess that you still haven't learned your lesson!" She snarled. Before I could beg, she lifted me and slammed me into the wall. "Oooohhh! Gggoodd!" I moaned. Sandi pushed her right hand against my chest, holding me up. "I'm going to finish you now." I blubbered something incoherent. She punched my ribcage with her left fist. The force of it was at least three times as her earlier blows. The pain was ungodly. My rib bones snapped and broke like they were matchsticks. "I'm still holding back. I can punch a lot harder!" She smiled. Another blow and more ribs vaporized. She knew that I was through. "Bye bye!" Her fist crashed against my temple and I .......... The End.