Alls well, ends well?
by The TKO Kidd tdesio@hotmail.com
How well does payback end for one man named Ted Rome? Darla knows...

Alls well, ends well?


Mr Rome shuddered in fear with tears breaking from the corners of
his eyes as Darla held him there tightly between her thick hard muscular
thighs. Ted knew he had crossed Darla Steele once too often, and also
knew it was a foolish idea to send his Canadian friend after Darla, while
she was in the country of Canada visiting with her Uncle.

Darla was allowing Mr Rome just one more lesson in knowing just how
strong her legs were, and how much pain she could administer to a man's
body while help captive between her hard thick muscular inner thighs.

Darla Steele was also reminding Mr Ted Rome of the mistake that he
already knew he made, "Aaahhh,, Mr Rome your crying on me again...
Gee, i guess you'll know better then to send some weak little man my
way, to do your dirty work. You remember Siggy don't you Ted? The
guy actually thought he could wrestle, but like you he was nothing more
then a sniveling little crybaby wimp!"

"Pleaseee,, pleaseeeeee Darla, i'm sorry, really i'm sorry. pleaseee don't
hurt me again..." Ted cried in a high growing fear, knowing how cruel
Darla could be.

Darla though ignored Ted for the time, allowing him to experience
the intense fear that was running cold through his bones.

Jim already knew that icey cold fear already experiencing a confrontation
with Darla's hard scissoring thighs once before. Ted Rome knew it all too
well, and knew what extreme pain that this young woman could cause.

At the time of Mr Rome's first experience with Miss Steele, she was but
only a teenager then. Now Miss Darla Steele grew into a hard sculptered
muscular beauty in her early twenties. Even though Darla was harder then
marble, and huge with muscles while just in her teen years, she had matured
those young muscles into a body chisled out and refined with highly
developed matured rock hard muscles.

Ted Rome could only plead for mercy in his mind as he felt his breathing
come to a nil, due to Darla's innerthighs swelling up tight, and squeezing
him like a boa slowly taking in its kill.

Darla worked her thighs against Mr Rome's bare upperbody, constricting
and reconstricting her innerthigh muscles pressing them sorely into Ted's
ribcage. Ted was now growing faint with his face reddening like crimson.
Ted Rome's heart grew with a high anxiety and fear overwhelmed him, nearing
to the point of panic, as he was now struggling for just a little oxygen, but
gasping in a very little.

Darla held Ted Rome there between her twin killer python like thighs
firmly not applying more or less pressure on Ted's weakening frame, but
teased him some with reminders, and tauntings saying, "Mr Rome, you
really are a pathetic little man all miserable and all.. You're even too much
of a coward to come after me yourself.. Ohhh,, but you did come after me
once. Now i remember, at the football stadium, where i first kicked your
sorry little ass... But gee golly,, it's me here in your office ready to take you
out once again..."

Darla then released some of the punishing pressure she had about Ted's
upperbody, relieving his ribcage of the compressure of her hard thick inner
thighs that was now relaxing some, still holding Ted prisoner.

Ted regained some air, and in tears knowing he was being permitted to
make more verbal pleas to Miss Steele, "Darla,, Darlaaa,, i promise, please
i won't do nothing so foolish again.. Pleaseeeeee..."

"You know Mr Rome, i almost believe you, i honestly do, but please tell
me, how will you reassure me that you'll keep your word?" Darla asked.

Ted had no idea of what to say next knowing himself he was never a
man that always kept to a promise, but as he felt Darla's innerthighs
thickening with hard swelling muscles against his ribcage once again,
he cried in desperation pleading, "I'll do, i'll do whatever you want me
to Darla, NOW PLEASEEE,, Don't break MEEE!"

"Well Mr Rome, you do seem sincere now, but really i don't need no
man like you being such a coward, and a weakling doing anything for
me..." Darla replied.

Ted felt now that he was out of options, and had no idea how to convince
Darla into not leaving him crippled for life or maybe even paralyzed from
the waist down. Ted Rome was though relieved a little with Darla letting up
on the thigh pressure she had about his ribcage, holding him steadily
captive between her legs once again.

"Well Mr Rome, all this time that you were safe without me around, i had
spent some time with my cousin Jessica. You know she was a highschool
wrestler in her day, on a boy's team? Well she was a very competitive wrestler,
and excelled on her wrestling team beating the best in boys, boys that were
more so men then you, even for their age. Jessica though had some strange ideas 
about wrestling, being nice and all. Not the mean cruel punishing type as
you might find me Mr Rome. Ohhh,, but Jessica could hurt a boy, and hurt
a boy quickly, but wrestling was a sport to her, and that's how she took her
skill. Jessica was the best in her league, even among the boys her age."

Ted Rome listened to Darla carefully with some fearful tears rolling
slowly from his still reddened face hoping, hoping there would be some
compassion in Darla left.

Darla then tightened her thighs about Ted quickly to the degree of
instantly cutting off his breathing, then spoke as she held Ted there
firmly once again with Ted not being able to breathe at all, "Mr Rome,
you know how easy it would be for me to crush your entire upperbody
like a hollowed dried out shell, and leave you here dead, hmmm?"

Ted Rome couldn't speak, and could nary draw in a breath, but managed
to hold his awareness of what was going around him, even though his mind
was swirling about in a painful mist..

"Well Mr Rome i could crush you, and leave you a corpse, but you wouldn't
be worth it little man. You know all those weak little old men that i had left
lamed somehow recovered, and regained themselves, with having a mind left.
How? Don't ask me.. Maybe there is a God in heaven that looks out for guys
so weak as they are, and men like yourself. You do have something to be
thankful for this time Mr Rome. I'm not going to do you in, nor am i going
to break anything in you. But remember Mr Rome, you also have me to thank
for this.."

Ted Rome passed out between Darla's thighs in a cold sweat, with Darla
releasing him from between her thighs allowing his limp body to roll free
from her enormous sized muscular thighs.

Darla was a beauty, and thick with layers of packed hard muscles hugging
her womanly figure. Darla was stronger then several average men put together,
and stronger then any ten of Ted Romes.

Darla left Mr Rome's office leaving him on the floor beneath his desk out cold
to sleep the rest of his night away...

Darla walked away satisfied in herself this time, wanting to repay her
cousin Jessica yet another visit...

The end.

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