Archive-name: Amazon/nancy2.txt
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Archive-title: Training with Muscle - The Woman's Way
Hi ! My name is Nancy and I'm going to tell you a story
that will show you how I use my tremendous strength to train
men - the weaker sex. My interest in this started with my
brother, but I discovered that no man I have ever competed
with could cope with my strength; and I enjoy watching them
thrash around and watch their faces turn different colors
before I add more power and knock them unconscious. As I
stand over their pathetic, wasted bodies and watch them
"sleep" I can feel the power of my own sensational body. I am
5'9" tall with 25" thighs and 16" calves. My powerful arms
measure 16" flexed and my measurements are 38E-24-36; and I
have the face, I'm told, of a dark haired goddess.
As I said I have totally reduced my brother to a total
wimp. It's not even any contest any more. I met a guy who
said he wanted to experience the things I had done to Don;
but I could sense that he felt like no woman could do those
things to him. He was a perfect victim. I decided that I was
going to tell him exactly what I was going to do to him and
then do it. " Bob, I think I'll knock you out with my arms to
start with. I'm going to wrap my arms around that neck of
yours and slowly increase the pressure as you struggle to
keep from going out. Now you try as hard as you can to keep
me from doing what I say I'm going to do to you. " We
circled around a little and then I grabbed a handful of hair
and slammed his neck into my arms. I had him right where I
wanted him and I slowly increased the pressure. He was
dancing around, pushing at my arms and moaning that I was
breaking his neck. I began to verbally humiliate him about
being too weak to resist my great strength, even when I had
told him what I was going to do. I tired of his pathetic
pleadings so I said, " Ok, little man, I think it's time you
took a nap. Put your hands on my arms and feel how hard my
muscles get as I crush you into oblivion. " I put more power
into the hold and I felt his body go limp. I dropped him in a
heap at my feet and I knew he was mine. He wasn't out long,
but I let him rest for a few minutes.
" I told you you were no match for me. Now you get to feel
the power of my long, strong legs. I'm going to wrap them
around your head in a variety of scissor holds and I'm going
to put you out several times. When I'm finished you will be
on your knees begging me to let you serve me in any way I
want. You'll do what I say and you will say anything I want
to hear or I'll continue to physically destroy you until you
obey me. I'll bet I will even be able to make you stick that
scrawny neck between my beautiful thighs and beg me to crush
you with them. " This guy was scared at this point so I
didn't have to work to hard to get him in a forward neck
scissors. I could have put him out then, but I wanted to
demoralize him some first.
I would crush his neck until he was almost out then relax
some and let him regain some of his senses. I made him feel
my thighs as I flexed the rock hard muscles that were making
mince meat of him.
After several minutes of this, which he later told me
seemed like hours, I decided to end the slaughter. So, I
poured on the power and after a few convulsive jerks of his
body he went limp between my strong thighs. He was out for
about 5 minutes. When I noticed him coming to I walked over
and bent over, giving him a good look at my cleavage, and
said, " Now, Wimp, are you getting the picture ? I'm just too
much woman for you to handle. I think you've just about had
it so I'll finish you off this time with my famous reverse
head scissors. " And with that I laid down and placed his
face in between my thighs in a reverse head scissors and
slowly increased the pressure until he began to thrash around
like a fish out of water. I was laughing so hard at his
futile attempts to get loose that I almost had to release the
hold. However, I got control of my self and closed my thighs
over his face and snuffed him out cold again.
It took him a good five minutes to revive again and this
time I just stood over him with my hands on my hips and
looked down at him. After a few minutes he finally figured it
out and with all the speed and energy he could muster, which
wasn't much, he got on his knees before me and begged me to
stop beating him up. Then he pleaded with me to let him put
his head in between my strong thighs and for me to finish him
off with another knock out. I simply spread my legs and he
crawled over and placed his neck between my calves. This guy
was so addle brained he didn't know the difference between
calves and thighs; or, did he think my calves couldn't hurt
him ? Well, he found out just how strong they are when I
stood on my toes and squeezed his neck flat. His tongue was
hanging out and his face turned red as he gasped for air.
Just before he went out I released this hold and slammed his
face into my crotch then I really poured on the power and
held him there until his limp, weak male body had been
reduced to nothing.
The first thing he saw when he came to was me standing
over him flexing my powerful muscles. I made him get on his
knees again and feel my calves, thighs and pumped up arms.
Then I made him kiss my muscles and various other parts of my
superior female anatomy. And I made him admit that my
muscular legs and arms were just too much for a male. And
once again I had demonstrated how to train with muscle - the
woman's way.
I see that look. I can make a believer out of you too.
Maybe I won't finish you off so fast. Anytime you want to try
me on for size just let me know.
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