A widowed mother and her 17 year old daughter, Sandy, ran anoceanside resort on the East Coast and hired a large number ofcollege students each summer. Both were avid physical cultureenthusiasts, and Sandy, an unusually beautiful high school seniorwith long, wavy blonde hair, had been lifting weights, runningand swimming almost from the day she could walk, and during herformative years had teken special hormones to increase hergrowth. As a result, by her 17th birthday she was 6'5" tall andstill growing, and had developed an incredibly powerful andmuscular body, with broad shoulders and back tapering to anarrow, rock hard waist that was ribbed with muscle, and massive-ly muscled arms and legs. She was also her school's best ath-lete, starring in basketball and track. On the first day of the summer season she spied Jerry, a slender, handsome, 5'7", 24 year old graduate student in account-ing with black curly hair applying for a job at the resort, wasimmediately taken with him and convinced her mother to hire him. She found out his assigned room and left a note for him tellinghim that she would like to meet him at 11:00p.m. at the resort'sindoor pool. Since the pool was closed to guests at 9:00 and toemployees after 10:30, they were assured of being alone. Sandy arrived early, donned a bikini and bathing cap and wasin the water when he arrived. He was immediately smitten withher lovely face and at her invitation joined her in the pool. They swam to the shallow end where the water was about hip deepon Jerry and he stood up and turned to face her, only to have hisjaw drop in amazement as she rose majestically out of the waterto tower a good 10" above him. The top of his head was aboutlevel with her chin and his eyes with the cleft of her breasts. His eyes bulged as, smiling down at him, she reached up to removeher bathing cap and let her long blonde hair cascade over herwide shoulders, revealing the massive "V" of her upper body andher bulging biceps. When he commented on her height and muscularity, she toldhim of her interest in athletics, weightlifting and bodybuildingand asked him if he would like to see a demonstration of herlifting ability. Without thinking, he assented and before hecould react she bent down and placed her big hands around hiswaist, her long, powerful fingers almost completely encirclinghis waist, and straightened, lifting him easily out of the waterand then continued to lift him until she was holding him high inthe air, almost at arms length above her head, but tilted forwardso that she could have a full view of his little body. He wasgasping for breath and struggling helplessly in her grasp, butshe was more interested in another reaction of his body; thetelltale bulge in his trunks of a throbbing erection. She laughed and said, "You must like being picked up bygirls," and, as he reddened with embarrassment, playfully tiltedhim forward and down so that she could plant a light kiss on thetip of his nose. Then, holding him at arm's length again, shesaid, "I wonder if you're ticklish. Most little fellas are. Iadore little men who are ticklish--they're such fun to playwith." He started to protest, but she was already shifting her gripso that she could reach the sensitive areas of his ribs with herfore and middle fingers. As she began to tickle him, his bodyreacted with violent spasms of screaming laughter and gigglingand he thrashed wildly about, ineffectually tearing at theprobing fingers which were administering such delicious tortureto his sensitive ribs. She laughed delightedly and continued totickle him unmercifully, noticing, as she did so, that hiserection was throbbing more than ever. Finally she stopped andexamined him as he hung, limp from exhaustion, in her hands. "Dollbaby," she told him, "you're perfect! I'm going tojust love playing with your little body!" She lowered him until his eyes were just below her own and,bringing him to her, slid one big hand down his back to cup bothhis buttocks and mash his pulsating erection firmly against herhard, flat stomach. Her other hand reached up behind his backand grasped the back of his head. He gasped, "What...what areyou doing?" She chuckled. "Can't you guess?" she asked. "N-no!" he cried, and strained backward with all his might,struggling to move his head back away from her advancing mouth,but was unable to overcome her powerful, immobilizing grip on hishead. He placed his hands against her shoulders and tried topush himself away from her, but the pressure of her forearm against his back was irresistible as she slowly and inexorablypressed him against her. In desperation he closed his mouthtightly, but a painful squeeze of his buttocks made him cry outand her lips captured his open mouth in a crushing french kiss. Although he continued to struggle, his feet thrashing abouthelplessly in the water almost a foot off the bottom of the pool,she slowly increased the pressure of her forearm against his backuntil he was barely able to breathe, while her tongue hungrilyprobed his mouth. Finally he went limp in her arms, and sherelaxed the pressure on his back and permitted his head to fallback away from her lips. He was conscious, and his mouth wasopen as he desperately gulped air into his tortured lungs. Waiting until he had recovered his breath, she slid the handholding his buttocks between his legs until his entire crotch wasimprisoned in the firm grip of her big hand, her long, powerfulfingers reaching out to capture and bend his throbbing erection,bringing a gasp of surprise and humiliation from his lips. Lifting him until his shoulder was securely tucked under herarmpit she carried him out of the pool and into the adjoiningweight room. Although she was carrying his entire weight in thepalm of a single hand, she showed no sign of any real effort. Grinning down at him, she murmured, "I find most men get realdocile when I carry them around like this." A gentle squeeze ofhis testicles conveyed her meaning, and immediately quelled anythoughts of resistance in his mind. In the weight room, she seated herself on a stool and placed him on her lap. He was openmouthed but speechless at thisfurther demonstration of her incredible strength. He looked upat her--even sitting on her lap his eyes were still slightlybelow hers--his face a silent question. She chuckled and kisseshim lightly on the nose. "Before we get serious," she told him,"Sandy's going to show her little doll baby a few more tricks. But first, in case he's thinking about trying to run away,Sandy's going to take off his panties--I don't think he'll wantto go traipsing around in public stark naked. Besides," sheadded, "it's about time we freed up that little dingus of yours." He was still too exhausted to offer more than a verbalprotest as she lifted him off her lap with one arm and with herother hand slid his swimming trunks down over his knees and off,exposing a penis that, although respectable in size, was nowcompletely limp. "Hmmm," Sandy murmured. "Well, at least you'rebig enough in the right places. I guess I must have been alittle too rough on you in the pool. Not to worry, though. Iknow how to bring your little dingus back to attention when I'mready for it." She continued to hold him on her lap, cradlinghim in her arms and playfully nuzzling him and fondling him, butbeing careful to permit him to rest until he had recovered his strength. She then set him on his feet and rose to her fullheight to tower over him. Red with embarrassment, he tried tocover his crotch with his hands, but Sandy bent down, gripped himfirmly by his buttocks with one big hand and turned him away fromher, pointing him to a large barbell with four large weights on ashort bar about a foot in length which was sitting on a matseveral feet away. Indicating the barbell with her other hand,she asked, "Think little lover cookie can bring that barbell overto Sandy?" He looked up at her in surprise, but responded to her gentlepressure on his buttocks and walked over to the barbell. Strad-dling the barbell with his feet, he reached down and tried to lift it, but was unable to budge it. With a puzzled look on hisface, he tried again, this time straining with all his strength,with no more success than before. Finally he examined theweights and a look of frustration came over his face. "My God,"he blurted, "what are you trying to do to me? This thing weighstwo hundred pounds! I can't lift half that much!" Sandy feigned amused surprise. "You can't lift that littlething? And here I thought men were supposed to be the strongersex! Why, half the girls I know wouldn't have any trouble at allgetting that off the ground." Jerry gave her a disgusted look. "Don't be ridiculous!" hesnapped. "I don't know what you're trying to prove, but thereisn't one girl in a million who could lift that much weight." She laughed, walked casually over to him and eased him to one side. "Well, then," she told him, "I guess I'm that onegirl in a million." Smiling down at him, she reached down andgrasped the barbell in the center with a single hand and with amighty heave lifted it straight up above her head, the massivemuscles of her arm and stomach tensed and bulging from theeffort. Slowly she lowered the barbell to her shoulder and thenheaved it up over her head again, repeating the maneuver severaltimes. Then she lowered it to the mat, stepped over it andrepeated the exercise with her other arm. "I like to equalizemy workouts," she explained. "I don't want one arm too muchstronger than the other." Jerry was aghast and, for the first time, really frightened,and his face showed it. "My God," he thought, "this girl canlift more than twice as much with one hand as I can with two! She's 4-5 times stronger than I am! She could crush me byaccident without even meaning to! I've got to get out of herebefore she kills me!" His small frame started to tremble and,forgetting his nakedness, he put his hands up defensively andbacked away from her. Sandy saw his sudden fear with satisfaction--that was ex- actly the reaction she had been seeking--contorted her lovelyface into an animalistic snarl, hunched and bulged her massiveshoulder muscles, flexed her mighty biceps and, rising to hertoes, her huge thighs and calves, and tensed her stomach musclesso they stood out in bold relief. The effect was awesome; shewas a towering mass of incredible muscularity. The effect onJerry was equally devastating; he cowered in abject terror,stumbling backward as she slowly advanced toward him. Smallgrowling sounds came from her throat as she moved forward. Jerrydesperately looked around for a way out, but she slowly maneuver-ed him into a corner of the room. He spied a large, heavy indianclub at his feet, reached down and gripping it with both handstried to lift it. It was almost too heavy for him, but with astrength borne of desperation and terror he finally managed toget it off the floor and swing it clumsily at her. She caught iteasily with one hand and, with a casual twist of her wrist, toreit from his grasp, flipping it up end over end and catching itexpertly and then contemptuously tossing it aside. She resumedher advance on Jerry, who was now hopelessly trapped in a corner. Stopping directly in front of him and standing on her toes, sheloomed over a foot above him. Desperation generated bravado, and Jerry put up two smallfists and stammered," G-get away from me! Get away from me orI-I'll hit you!" Sandy relaxed her menacing pose and almost laughed outright. Looking down at him with unconcealed amusement, she said, "Goahead, little man. Give it your best shot. I won't stop you. Icould very easily, but I won't." She even stooped slightly sothat he could reach her chin more easily. Instead, he brought his fist back and smashed it with allhis strength into her midriff, just below her navel. It was likehitting hard rubber; his small fist didn't so much as dent herrock hard stomach muscles, nor did it have any apparent effect onher as she continued to smile down at him. His face disinte-grated into hopeless terror as he realized that he was incapableof hurting her. Tiny mewing and whining sounds came from histhroat as she slowly and deliberately bent down and put out ahuge hand, palm up, toward his groin. Realizing what she was about to do, he grabbed her wrist with both hands, but was unableto so much as slow her advance as again she captured his crotchin her hand, her long fingers curling up almost to his buttocks,her thumb hooked securely around his limp penis, his testiclesagain securely encased in her palm. "D-don't...p-please don't" he begged her, but she wasalready lifting him effortlessly off the floor, her free handholding the back of his neck for balance as she tilted himbackward and slowly brought his open mouth up to hers for ano-ther, crushing French kiss. To Jerry, the sensation of beingheld in midair in the palm of this beautiful teenage giantesswhile her hungry mouth relentlessly sucked his dry was too much. It was as though a screw was being turned in his loins, changinghim forever into something different than he was before. Hesuddenly realized that he LIKED what she was doing to him. Without realizing it, his body went lax in her hands, his backarching to the pressure of her kiss, his arms rising to sliparound her neck as he unconsciously surrendered himself to her. His reaction did not go unnoticed. With a low, triumphantchuckle, her lips released his, and, still holding his weight inthe palm of one hand which firmly encased his crotch--and his nowthrobbing penis which was straining against the restraint of herhand to come erect--she carried him to a heavy mat in the middleof the weight room. "One might say,lover, that I have you wellin hand," she laughed. "And if you think you like this, wait until you see what I'm going to do to you next! But first, I think I'm going to have to teach you a little lesson for tryingto hit me with that club." She set him on his feet and then proceeded to put himthrough a series of wrestling holds, beginning with a bear huglift off the floor with just enough pressure to show him howeasily she could crush his chest, followed by a headlock and thena full nelson, after which she lifted him onto her broad shoul-ders for a dizzying airplane spin. He was as helpless as a ragdoll in her hands and he knew it. He offered no resistance asshe slid him off her shoulders and, holding him upside down withhis face held tightly against her, down her body until his facewas buried in her crotch, held securely in place by the pressureof her thighs. Holding him there for only a few seconds, shetold him, "This is one way you can give me a thrill, lover, butI've got lots of others, and you're going to learn them all!" She took him down to the mat, shifting her thighs into a headscissors and then working her legs down to his waist to encasehim in a body scissors, applying just enough pressure to demon-strate the futility of resistance. Finally, when she had himcompletely exhausted, she put him on his back, encased both hiswrists in the powerful grip of her right hand and, holding hisarms fully extended above his head, settled down on one hipbeside him, trapping his legs between the massive muscularity ofher mighty thighs. Held in this way, he was unable to do morethan wiggle helplessly in her grip, while her left hand was freeto explore his naked body at will. She chuckled as, after a fewmomentary struggles, he relaxed. Cupping his chin with her lefthand, she forced him to look up at her. "That's right, lover,"she said approvingly, "you're finally learning how silly it is totry to resist me, that I can do anything I want to with your softlittle body. Now you're about to learn something else--namely,that I can make your soft little body do just about anything Iwant it to." He looked up at her, frightened, and then began to buck andsquirm, laughing and giggling uncontrollably as her free handbegan to travel over his body, her fingers lightly tickling hisarmpit and then running deliciously down his side and over to hisstomach. For what seemed an eternity she toyed with him, firsttickling him, then subjecting him to mild discomfort by squeezinga buttock or a nipple on his chest and then arousing him byfondling him intimately, gently massaging his testicles and hisinner thighs and finally his penis itself, only to resume tick-ling and carry him through cycle once again. His body was herpersonal playground, reacting exactly as she wished to thedelicious torture she was inflicting on him. Finally, she leaneddown to engulf his mouth with her own in a crushing french kiss,as she whispered, "Time to get down to business, lover." His eyes widened with horror as she took his penis firmly inher free hand and began to masterbate him, and he gasped, "N--no,please, not that!" But she gave a low chuckle and continued tomassage him, and his whining protests became moans of ecstacy asshe brought him to the brink of orgasm before gripping his penistightly and pressing her thumb down over its tip to prevent himfrom climaxing. The desire ebbed from his loins, his penis wentlimp in her hand, and his moans became a sob of disappointment,and then a gasp of amazement as she resumed massaging him tobring the pangs of desire flooding back through his body. "Wha--what are you doing to me?" he sobbed. She leaned over him and began to nibble on his ear and neckas she continued to work his penis with her free hand, murmuring,"Can't you guess? But don't worry, baby, when I finally do letyou come, it'll be the best you've ever had." Her words hit him like a blow to his stomach. When she lethim come...She was not only getting ready to rape him, but shewas showing him how easily she could control his body in theprocess. And then his mind was submerged in desire as she againbrought him to the brink of ecstacy only to shut him down again. By this time the tears were running down his cheeks and he wascrying like a baby, "N--no, please! Don't do this to me!" Butshe was already mastubating him again, this time bringing himquickly to full arousal before slipping out of her lower bikiniand settling over him, the soft folds of her womanhood envelopinghis penis as she took him inside her. By all rights he should have exploded in her then and there,but somehow she manipulated his body to prevent him from climax-ing. Now it was her turn to writhe in ecstacy as her body workedup and down on him, reaching one plateau of pleasure and thenanother as step by step she approached the pinnacle of passion. Then she climaxed, the folds of her womanhood convulsing over hispenis as she took him with her, carrying him to heights ofecstasy that flooded his entire body with an intensity that hehad never known before and held him there for what seemed for-ever. He was dimly aware of her gasping cries above him thatwere all but drowned in his own, and then it was over, and he waslying supinely beneath her, enveloped in her body as she milkedthe last drop of pleasure from his body. Finally she was finished, and, looking down at him andtaking his head in both hands to kiss him warmly, she whispered,"That was great, baby! I think I may just keep you, after all. How was it for you?" He could barely talk. "Sandy, I..." She cut him off with a crushing french kiss, and he felt herhand slide between his thighs to again cup his crotch firmly inher palm. "Never mind, baby," she whispered. "All I have to dois look at you to know how it was for you and that you belong tome, now." "W--what?" She chuckled. "You heard me. You're mine, now. I've takenyour little body and made it a part of mine. You belong to me,my little playtoy, for as long as I want you, which, if you keepperforming the way you did just now, may be for a very longtime." A slight tightening of her fingers around his testiclesemphasized the point, and then she stood up, put her lower bikiniback on, and reached down to gather him up in her arms, holdinghis small body against her tightly. "I'm taking you home withme. From now on you'll work in the office as my assistant--wecan use some bookkeeping help, and you'd be perfect for that. And we'll have a place set up in the back so that you'll beinstantly available to me whenever I want your little body. Whoknows? I might even decide to keep you permanently." He squirmed helplessly against her. "Sandy, please, I..." She gave a low laugh and, pressing him against her withenough force to take his breath away, raised his lips to engulfthem with her own, while her hands gently caressed him until hisbudding erection told her that he was, indeed, hers. Lookingdown into his eyes as he lay cradled in her powerful arms, shesaid, "Put your arms around my neck." Almost without thinking, he did so. It was his finalgesture of surrender, and, with a triumphant laugh, she carriedhim out of the weight room, past the pool, and across the desert-ed grounds to the house.
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