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Subject: Title story: "Bonnie's Battered Boy Friend" Author: Anonymous 84659701
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Bonnie's Battered Boy Friend
I first met Bonnie two years ago in a health club to which we both belonged, and
I was immediately struck by her strength, beauty and femininity. An inch taller
than my own 5'9" and with a powerful, muscular, yet shapely body that outweighed
my own by a good ten pounds, I was fastinated at the way she could outlift most
of the men at the club and struck up a conversation with her. When she invited
me to come home with her I accepted eagerly.
However, I soon discovered what she had in mind for me. Quickly changing into
sensuous black tights that revealed every muscle and curve of her fantastic
body, she challenged me to a friendly wrestling match. Almost drooling at the
prospect of physical contact with this gorgeous Amazon, I readily agreed, and
before I realized it she had me downstairs on a wrestling mat in her gameroom.
We closed, locking hands, and I held my own for a moment or two while she tested
my strength, but after that I never had a chance. She was stronger and faster
than I and knew every trick in the book. She put me through a dozen holds in as
many minutes, maintaining each hold just long enough to ensure that I couldn't
escape and then moving into the next one. She finished me off by getting behind
me, wrapping her powerful arms around my chest, pinning my arms to my sides and
lifting me completely off the mat in a crushing bear hug that I thought would
cave in my ribs until I was completely limp with exhaus- tion. Then she put me
across her shoulders and gave me an airplane spin that left my mind reeling. She
finally ended the contest--if you could call it that--by gripping my neck and
buttocks and heaving me up over her head, her arms fully extend- ed, to hold me
there, seemingly ten feet in the air, my nose inches from the ceiling, while I
struggled feebly to escape her grip, and then tossing me on my back, stradding
my chest and pinning my shoulders to the mat with her knees.
After I had regained my breath and some semblance of com- posure, she asked me
if I thought I could beat her at anything. I told her that I had done some
boxing in college, but that I would never dream of fighting a girl. She laughed
and asked, "What's the matter? Afraid I'll clean your clock for you?" and
produced two pair of boxing gloves. I hesitated, but finally decided this girl
needed a lesson, so I put them on and we squared off. Initially, she seemed
content to fight defensively I used every trick I knew, but she was incredibly
fast, and her bobbing and weaving caused me to miss almost every punch I threw.
The few that were on target she easily slipped or blocked. Finally, in
desperation, I threw a roundhouse right, but she stepped inside it and, taking
the initiative, began peppering me with jabs and hooks to my face and body that
came with blurring speed and sent me reeling backward. I tried to cover up and
dodge her blows, but she seemed to anticipate my every move, and the accuracy of
her punches was phenomenal. In the next few seconds she hit me thirty or forty
times, and, although her punches weren't hard, my head was reeling from their
cumulative effect. Then, just as suddenly as it had begun, her onslaught
stopped, and she stood watching me, a smile decorating her lovely face as I
swayed back and forth in front of her. "Nighty night, lover," she said softly.
"No more lovetaps. I'm going to put your lights out with one punch." Alarmed, I
started to back away, but her body became a blur of motion, and then something
slammed into my jaw with the force of a sledgehammer, spun me almost completely
around and tumbled me backward into oblivion.
When I came to I was lying naked in her bed, and she was lying on her side next
to me looking down at me and running one hand lightly up and down my body.
Seeing my eyes open, she chuckled and leaned down to kiss me lightly on the tip
of my nose. "Welcome back, baby," she said. "I was beginning to think you'd
never come around."
"How--how did I get here?" I blurted.
She laughed. "Why, I carried you up here, of course. After I took your clothes
off. You know, baby, you have a very nice, soft, little body, just the kind I
like to play with. And you made a marvelous armful as I was carrying you up
here, so cute and cuddly. I think I'm going to have lots of fun with you."
I gasped and tried to get up, only to find that both my wrists were locked back
over my head in the powerful grasp of her left hand. As I continued to struggle
I felt her other hand slide between my thighs to firmly cup my penis and
testicles in her palm. I stopped struggling in a hurry. "What--what are you
going to do with me?" I stammered.
She grinned at my helplessness. "Can't you guess? You know, beating you up
really turned me on in a big way. And that soft, sexy little body of yours--
well, it's enough to drive a girl wild. I damn near raped you just carrying you
up here. But now that I've got you in bed, baby, I'm ...
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