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A Country in Terror...

Detention



A Country in Terror...
by hero141
Not for the faint of heart... You're warned...  Enjoy!


The city streets are deserted. Evening has set in silently, almost unnoticed. The dim street lamps throw uncanny shadows on the desolate facades of the ramshackle houses. Cold drizzle wets the stones of the sidewalk. Faraway gunshots and wailing sirens of policecars are the only sounds breaking the still of this winter evening. A dark silhouette steals across the street, determined, leaping like a cat. The slight mist blurs the sight of this loner crossing the streets. Unnoticed the strange individual enters a doorway. The streets are empty again. Silence.

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- ...great work. We've eliminated a dozen of her dealers. The metropolitan narcotic market belongs back to us! Drugs is our business... We don't tolerate any interference, certainly not from women...

The man who is uttering these words is clearly in charge, a born and natural leader. His audience sits around a large meeting table. Everybody wears a mask, a necessary precaution. This is a meeting of the Organization of Street Gangs. They try to monopolize narcotic traffic again, a business that has fallen in the hands of A.N.G.E.L. ever since the notorious Devon became president of the crime syndicate. The Organization is the first to 'compete' with the crime syndicate, whose power is based on elaborate networks within the American power elite and the consistent use of terror. Anyone who refuses or fails to live up to the standards of A.N.G.E.L. is killed sooner or later--and more often sooner than later.

But what is so typical and terrifying about these killings is that all victims are tortured to death in the most horrific and brutal manner. Footage of this horrifyingly sadistic scenes is distributed via the web--showing the most horrible details of the tortures in close-up. The distribution of these images creates recurring waves of unprecedented terror among the American population. But it is not only the images. The two persons responsible for these ghastly tortures are two incredibly gorgeous, young women--of the kind you encounter only once or twice in a lifetime combining the beauty and charsima of a supermodel, the ample curves and the provocative attitude of a pornstar and the physique of Mr. Olympia. Rumour goes that these two women are the fruits of a top secret experimental project initiated by the federal government to create the perfect soldier: advanced genetic engineering, severe drug treatment to increase and facilitate muscle growth, psychological training, and extremely heavy training in all kinds of fighting techniques created two hyper-intelligent, super-powerful, ultra-muscular and outrageously gorgeous killing machines. The project terminated when these two über-babes slaughtered the whole project team: 561 men were killed that day. Killed is actually an understatement: they showcased every aspect of their uncanny skill to slaughter human beings to an inhumane death, inflicting a maximum of pain during an as long as possible prolonged agony.

Ever since the two brutal, ruthless, practically invincible psychopathic killers are on the loose and offer their services to the highest bidder. They survived four assassination attempts. Needless to say the assassins and the men behind them did not. Hundreds of high officials, judges, officers were slaughtered and put to death by the hands of these bodybuilding babes. They are above the law and even feature regularly in men's magazines, TV shows and porn movies showing off their beautifully sculpted, ultra-developed curves always creating havoc of some kind. The drug treatments from their project days not only enhanced their power and size, it also increased their aggresiveness and brutality to extremely high levels. An important yet unexpected side-effect of the treatments is an unparalleled increase in sex-drive: these women are walking fucking machines. No fantasy is needed to realize that these gorgeous women have beastly habits and appetites, always involving brutal sex and ultra-violence...

Since John Wishop has become president of the Organization of Street Gangs, strategy has been changed into exactly the same terrorizing brutality Devon's organization is notorious for.

- Our two hitmen have done a great job. Congratulations to them. They are upstairs, forcing some guy to give us information on A.N.G.E.L. Know thy
enemies is our motto! They're experts in retrieving data from unwilling subjects... An ironic twist is that they are two male bodybuilders, trained to anatomic perfection ready to compete with the A.N.G.E.L. bitches...

The audience can hear the harrowing cries of someone who is in terrible agony. Probably the unwilling subject.

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- Just tell us what you know of your bosses and we'll leave you. You can go, free as a bird... The man, one of Devon's servants, is tied to a chair. His two interrogators--two huge male bodybuilders in excellent shape--stand behind him, laughing, smiling. The two masked men seemingly enjoy the sorry spectacle their victim puts up. He is bleeding out of his mouth, several teeth missing and apparantly the two men have been mutilating his naked torso with burning cigarettes. Numerous spots on his breast are the indicators of the cruel actions. He is babbling like a demented idiot...

- Devon... She's... a bitch... Bethany... frightened... Denise... Oh my God... They'll ... kill me... fuck me... torture me...

- Sure asshole, Tell us something new.

The interrogators watch indifferently having heard these incoherent utterances a couple of times before. Their initial astonishment however remains: this guy would rather be killed on the spot than having to give more information on A.N.G.E.L. related material. Perhaps that's all he knows of course... Especially Bethany and Denise, the two gorgeous bodybuilding babes, seem to fill him with mortal agony. He already gave names of some high-ranked officials who regularly visit the A.N.G.E.L. premises. That in itself is already quite an achievement: witnesses of such visits are routinely butchered on the spot or taken away for elaborate treatment on the A.N.G.E.L. killing floor--hell on earth.

- OK. We're gonna torture you for a couple of more minutes--just for the fun of it--and then we're gonna let you go. You've been most cooperative...

They decide to let him go having fixed a wire in his asshole to be able to track him.

(to be continued) 

[Jeremy Lightning]

Very nice, good to see your stories here hero, while I am not a big fan of violence in stories, I do love your muscle and strength description, so I am willing to sift through the violence to read those parts.

[Memyself]

If you are the same guy who posted stories about A.N.G.E.L. on Valkyrie, then I can only say........ Your stories are the BEST.

[hero141]

Thanks for the comments, guys!  Here comes part two!

Six days later...

He passionately licks her erect nipples. His tongue flickers over her golden piercings exciting her sensitive nipples. With one hand behind his head, she forces his eager lips and tongue to wet her proud protruding breasts. Despite their obvious size, her glistening boobs lose nothing in firmness. They tease any bra or top, making it look superfluous. And this woman likes to show off her breath-taking bustline! The man has never touched or worshipped a bust like this. A mindblowing experience. His cock is in full attention, stiff as a rod, throbbing with pleasure.

His hands carress the female owner of this pair of ultra-sexy assets. An even more mindblowing experience... Her naked body is covered with layer upon layer of sizzling muscles. This female beauty has a physique that would put any male pro-bodybuilder to utter shame. Beneath her silky smooth and flawless skin, tanned to perfection, inches of dense, hard muscle have been developed through years of heavy and dedicated training. Her curvaceous muscle-packed body is not only an absolute joy to look at. Also the power her incredible physique incorporates, is beyond imagination. These female muscles can destroy, crush, tear apart, rip off or demolish anything this woman might set her mind to. And she does. Her name is Bethany.

- Yeahhhh. Lick my tits, horny motherfucker! Suck my nipples like a fucking baby. Please me or I'll rip you apart...

Her experienced hands move over to his crotch and she feels how the man shivers in ecstasy as she gently scratches his thobbing shaft with her long and perfectly manicured nails. Bethany certainly knows how to please a man. He is too intimidated by her alluring body to ponder on her 'dirty' language. Fear and attraction, danger and arousal... Those are the keywords in his racing and excited mind. Precum already drips down his swollen glans. He has never been fucked by a woman like this. It is as if she reads his thoughts and feels what he feels... Her sexual skills in the sack are beyond telling... Her gleaming musculature dances with every sensual move she makes. He can do nothing but adore her, worship her mighty dreambody, her alluring curves...

She suddenly pulls him hard by his hair so that his face levels hers. He looks straight into her beautiful face, her dark eyes shining dangerously, only
revealing a bestial sadistic lust... Bethany smiles. Her dark red lips contrast with her shiny white teeth. She has the face of a supermodel. Her
staggering beauty however is a smart disguise for her ultra-sadistic and extremely violent persona. Bethany is bad to the bone. She purs seductively in his ear, licking his lobe:

- You enjoy having sex with a bodybuilder? It feels good, doesn't it, being dominated by a woman who has trained every muscle in her body?

The man has indeed never been treated like this in bed. He has already orgasmed three times and she is still able to get his rod stiff. He looks
somewhat confused by her question. But the breath-taking brunette does not wait for his answer. She savagely throws him on the bed and sits on top of him, her fabulous ass covering his face, her huge tits over his pulsating penis.

- Lick me, asshole! Or I'll crush you like a worm. Make me cum!

His tongue quickly works on her labia and sucks her sensitive clit. Bethany slowly builds to orgasm, becoming so dripping wet, the man has to swallow her hot juices, nearly choking. The gurgling noises only increase Bethany's orgasmic pleasure. The stunning muscle babe thrusts his cock in her impressive cleavage and gives him a titillating tit-fuck. Her mammoth globes totally engulf his prick and with a devastating rhythm she starts riding his cock. No doubt who is in charge here... Totally in control Bethany moans in delight as the germs of orgasm start to strike her amazonian frame. Her magnificent musculature oiled to perfection bulges and flexes. Her granite thighs and quads close in on his naked torso, nearly crushing him to death there and then. Her arms explode with raw power as she grabs his legs and pierces his thighs with her long nails. Blood dribbles on the satin sheets. Her glorious glutes pump up and down as Bethany savagely approaches orgasm. His soft pink tongue continues to lick and service her wet pussy. He slobbers, licks and sucks like a maniac, trying his best to please this gorgeous muscle chick.

- Work harder, pathetic fuck! Harder, I tell ya!

She is so aroused that everything around her blurs. Bolts of pure orgasmic energy surge through her monumental body and--for a moment--relax her sadistic state of mind. But not for long though...

- You've been very obedient, baby. Nice work... My pussy loved it. By the way, I'm very glad you didn't say a word to your interrogators. Or did you?

His cock and balls hurt and he desperately wants to cum inspired by her expert tit action. The pain and uneasiness she has caused him during her orgasm however has prevented him from cumming all too quickly. Bethany pushes her sexy round bubble-butt hard in his face, her legs bulging with unabashed power. The prospect of slaughtering a servant wets her hungry pussy again. Once she has seduced them to her lair, there is not much they can do. They can squirm, roll, flop and flail around but they cannot do much or go anywhere. Watching their futile struggles is a major turn-on, blood dribbling from every hole in their body. In the privacy of her room Bethany kicks, chokes, smothers, crushes, demolishes and generally tortures men anyway her sadistic whims turn her to... Men are completely helpless in her expert hands...

- ... No, Miss Bethany.... I told them nothing. I swear.

The huge muscle bimbo just smiles.

- Sit on the ground and put your legs wide apart. Time to get my feet at work!

He does not put up any resistance. Bethany smilingly roughs up his cock and balls a little bit with her beautiful feet. The fabulous leg muscles dance in perfect harmony with her movements. Her beefy and mammoth quads and thighs are adorned with wildly meandering veins. Heavy work-outs have transformed her mighty limbs to pillars of bulging and magnificent muscles. They are built for the kill. No doubt about that. Within seconds she has his full attention: her toes get the blood flowing to his crotch and her awesome legs remind him who is in charge here. He gasps. What a muscle babe! She grins when she notices how he loves the touch of her gorgeous feet. His penis is straining.

- I love you men. Not even able to control your own erection! I like it when you cum on my feet. But don't cum yet, baby. I want me protein diet shaken, not stirred...

Bethany's toes go to work and just before he cums - just to tease him - she puts her toes in his mouth. Her dark eyes flicker with delight. The delight exciting him and not allowing him his orgasm...

- Suck my toes, motherfucker! Lick them!

And he licks her fine toes, his cock in full attention. His frustrated need to orgasm makes Bethany laugh with pleasure.

- Oh baby. You want to cum, don't you?

While her foot is still paying full attention to his cock, she cups her glorious breasts with both hands. The extraordinary amazon drives him wild
with lust and over the edge: he is not able to contain himself any more. But she is not interested any more in his pleasure, on the contrary. She takes her foot away as soon as his orgasm starts and watches amused as he ejaculates his hot semen over her diamond shaped calves.

- Hahaha! Did you like that?

She dominantly flexes her huge arms, licking and kissing her own overdeveloped biceps, enjoying the touch of her own trained body, totally in love with her own sensational musculature, adoring her flawlessly chiseled physique.

- Now, tell me. What did you tell these guys? Absolutely nothing? Come on, you must have said something... Let's see...

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[rodman]

Great story I'm lookingf forward to the next part. I love sexy and erotic domination and super strength feats!

[mermoz]

Awesome story. I can only anticipate the interrogation part! Thanks Heroe. Hapy to see bethany and Louise back!

[hero141]

Bethany attaches his ankles to two ropes so that his legs remain wide open. His hands are bound behind his back. His crotch is completely unprotected, leaving a temptation hard to resist. She registers his look of panic and starts laughing.

- Did you know I love to play golf? Especially when the balls I have to hit are attached to a man's cock...

The man starts to panic when he notices that Bethany has picked out a golf club and positions herself next to him, straddle-legged, like a pro-golfer ready to strike the ball on the tee. Only the ball is his balls. Bethany enjoys the startled look on his face, a look of 'this can't be happening'. She savors his fear, his agony, his desperation, her muscular dreambody fully at her command, her nipples hard as nails, her wet cunt dripping with pleasure. She seemingly fully concentrates herself on her swing, setting her grip right, relaxing her mighty broad shoulders, grabbing the club loosely in both hands. Her traps en lats transform into a living surface, a sea of muscle inhabiting tremendous power. From behind you see her sinewy hamstrings and diamond sculpted calves as she wiggles her incredibly fit bubble-butt. The muscular beauty takes her time...

He starts screaming, frantically trying to escape from the ropes. With jerking movement he tries to loosen up the ties, but they are too tight... He looks up at the sexy goddess next to him. Her muscular torso gleams dangerously when she searches for an optimal position to hit her target: his fully exposed cock and balls! She arrogantly looks down on him--her breasts shaking provocatively...

- I'll ask you once again. What did you tell them?

The man's only reaction is a continuous screaming, a harrowing sound of someone knowing that his last breath is at hand.

- Stop screaming, asshole. And tell me what you told them! Or did you really think I only invited you to fuck you?

- Oh... please Bethany... I told you before... I really told them nothing. Nothing at all. I swear... Don't hurt me... Please...

- From what I know, everybody talks sooner or later. They made it quite painful for you, didn't they? What made you resist?

The servant looks up at the superior physique of the female towering above him. He just experienced what kind of sexual stuff her sculpted body is capable of. However, he had also seen snuff movies on the web of her using those same ultra-developed muscles to completely humiliate and destroy a man. He very distinctly remembered one scene--it was shot in close-up so that every muscle in her arm could be seen working as she slowly wrapped her hand around an erect cock. You could see that drips of jizz covered the perfectly tanned, shiny skin of her monstrously muscled forearm, signs of an undoubtedly previous intense orgasm. She was so jacked-up. And then she very slowly clenched her fist, meticulously crushing his proud prick to a sorry and formless bloody pulp, not even the size of a dried grape... Bethany is so absolutely superior in any way.

- ... You... Your body.. The fear of your body...

Bethany smirks at this 'confession'. The muscle-babe swings the club back and elegantly executes her downswing with excruciating force. With deadly precision the clubhead hits his unprotectedgenitals! The whizzing sound of the club--what would normally be a joyfulwhistle in the ears of a golfer--is now the eerie and uncanny sound of brutal sadism. The impact is devastating! The club completely crushes his balls, simply ripping open the skin, brutally smashing his semi-erect cock against his pelvis. Bethany roars with laughter as she enjoys his reaction: the man on the ground opens his mouth, but no sound comes out of it. His eyes are wide open, in shock, his brain registering pain never deemed possible. Blood gushes
out of the gaping wound. His cock is hanging in total submission, half ripped off his body by the force of the blow. His balls are crushed into a bleeding pulp.

- See what these muscles can do to you? I'll ask you once again: what did you tell them?

He is too busy with his own agony, retreated into his own solipsist world of pain, to answer the question of this ravishing muscular beauty. He would have seen how Bethany eagerly forces her fingers in her hot pussy, fingering herself to a new and more intense orgasm... A sadistic grin crosses her angelic face. The servant recovers a bit and pulls himself together.

- ...Oh Bethany please... Don't...

He does not even see the second blow coming. The club hits him in exactly the same spot as the first time. A short, wet cracking sound drowns out his perpetual screaming. Blood splashed on the ground. His cock 'n' balls is now reduced to a bleeding pulp, to a sorry heap of smashed flesh and ripped-off skin. The man is beyond himself. Bethany has turned him into a whining, howling piece of misery.

- Stop screaming asshole and tell me what you told them or I'll destroy you completely. Now you still have a chance.

Of course he continues to yell and squeal. His body convulses, the nervous system drawing into catatonic shock. The curvaceous muscle chick tenderly takes his chin in her hand and makes him face her evil gaze. Two beautiful dark eyes jeer at him, ridicule him. Her awesome biceps springs to life: 25 inches of devastating female muscle! She adoringly watches her own super-developed physique as she holds his chin in the mirror.

- Mmm... What a body! Stop fucking with me, asshole! And tell me: what did you tell them?

[hero141]

The next part, folks. Enjoy! 

The ultra-buff beauty flexes her humongous arms in a double biceps pose, the striated and sinewy muscles swelling to epic proportions. These peaks would dwarf any male pro bodybuilder to utter shame, debase him to the level of worthless schlemiel unconditioned for the life of real muscle building. If the level of strength these peaking mounds are able to generate, parallels their obvious size, Bethany can crush steal. When she smilingly opens her clenched fists and spreads her long-nailed fingers, her flexed biceps peak at a formidable 26 inches of female power! The jacked-up female superbabe knows the intimidating force her body has on men...

- Still not talkative? What need I destroy to get your bloody tongue going? I just smashed your cock and testicles. Maybe you liked it?

- Bethany, please. Let me go... I'll do anything...

Bethany suddenly starts laughing and disdainfully faces her servant.

- I've heard these things hundreds of times before. I don't care what you'd do. I can make anyone do anything for me. I've got hundreds of well-hung studs who lick my pussy and fuck me on a daily basis. Hundreds of servants who provide me with anything I'd set my mind on. So, I don't give a fuck what you'd do. I'm a sex-crazed muscle bitch with unimaginably sadistic streaks. The idea is to hang you against the wall--head down and feet wide apart. Then I'll start hitting your crotch with a gloved fist and make my brutal way downwards. By the time I have smashed your innards, broke all of your ribs and reach your chin, you'll wish you were never born. Meanwhile some servant will tear and burn the skin of both your arms. I told him that I'll spare him if he doesn't mess this up. So he'll be very scrupulous about his job... Hehe...Little does he know I'll fuck him up too afterwards.

- Oh Bethany. Please, don't kill me... Oh please... Have mercy...

His panic is obvious. Understandably.

- Now tell me, baby. This is the last time I'll ask you the question before I'll turn your life into a living hell.

- Oh... Please, don't hurt me. I'll tell you everything...

The man confesses that he revealed names of some VIP-visitors--visitors from the power elite whose vistis to the A.N.G.E.L. premises should remain top-secret. He knows that even the slightest doubt about an identity being revealed has to be answered by immediate action: all links have to be tracked down and killed within 24 hours. These are A.N.G.E.L. procedures. Regardless of his confessions, you can see Bethany's ultra-muscular body craves for blood, lots of blood.

- Any last words? Because within a few seconds you'll only be able to scream...

And indeed, he starts to scream again. The hot babe hits his chin with the golf club: a nice back-hand shuts him up completely. His lower jaw is partly ripped off his skull and keeps dangling in front of him. He is already bathing in a pool of his own blood, his teeth forming little isles on the ground. Bethany is unchained. She frees him from his ties and throws him face first on the table. He is not even trying to move any
more. The mighty amazon smiles and then shoves the golf club straight into his asshole! Slowly but surely she makes the club disappear in his body. Cracking and crunching sounds accompany the club in its painful voyage through his severely damaged abdomen. Blood splatters from his ass over her magnificent body. Her proud boobs are dripping wet. Her pussy too...

When the club is near halfway, there is a knock on the door.

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Another servant.

- ... A ... message ... for you, Miss...

Bethany looks back at him in anger. She sees the startled look on his face when he is confronted with the beauty of her chiseled physique. She arrogantly flexes her awesome arms and makes sure he has optimal view of her super-sexy breasts.

- Don't you see you're interrupting something? You wanna be part of it or what? Make sure it's important!

The servant is shocked when he notices his colleague on the table, the stick sticking out awkwardly...

- ... A dozen of our men have been eliminated... The last one was sent to our premises by special delivery. Cut to pieces. Devon wants you to investigate the case further. She asks you to come to her quarters immediately. ... If that's possible, of course...

- Sure, that's possible. I just learned we have an SD24. Can you inform Devon and Denise? You can use my phone here.

Bethany turns back to her victim and pushes the club further into his frail ass. The poor man is bleeding to death, suffering from excruciating pain, screaming continuously and wailing incoherently.

- That's a hole-in-one! Hahaha!

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She then turns her attention back the newcomer whose face has turned white after his phonecalls.

- What did Devon say?

- ... She was mad... She wanted the talkative servant to be slaughtered. It was difficult to get Denise to the phone... And when I reached her there was a terrible noise in the background...

Bethany smiles a cruel smile.

- Did she say something?

The servant hesitates and smiles nervously...

- Yes... Something strange... She asked me to ask you to give me a handjob. She said if I asked you politely, you would be very accomodating...

- Would I? Well, what are you waiting for then? Don't you wanna see my bis and tris swell for your pleasure?

He looks down, embarassed, intimidated, excited. The busty hardbody is sizing him up, enjoying his embarassment.

- Your colleague also made my muscles flex, but he received little pleasure from it... Show me cock, asshole!

Bethany starts stroking his cock pumping him from the bottom and twisting her hand when she reaches the blood-engorged head and then back down. She is so talented at milking him that he does not even hear the harrowing cries for help of his dying colleague. He is completely overwhelmed by her skill--and sultry body of course.

- That's a good boy. You won't believe this, but I'm actually glad you came in and disturbed my session.

His face brightens. Nothing is more dangerous than a mad Bethany...

- Oh Miss... I'm sorry. I... didn't meant to... I'm so glad you don't mind...

A wicked smile crosses her full, sensual lips.

- You know why? The other guy is spent, he'll turn into catatonic shock and his pain will be over. With you however, this is different... And I'm mad. Very mad...

With one clean jerk--just before he cums--Bethany rips off his cock and mangles his balls by clenching her fist. He goes berserk.

- Still glad I don't mind? I guess not... My shrink advised me not to be too preoccupied with men's cocks but I can't help it. These were the last intelligent words he could utter: I preoccupied myself with his inferior specimen for six hours! Can you imagine? Six hours? I really got carried away... I would consider myself lucky if I were you... Cocks and balls are very receptive to a pleasurable touch, but also to more brutal manipulation thanks to these billions of nerves.

And Bethany shows him his ripped off penis, a bloody sight...

- That's what I call a rip-off. And what's worse: I'm not finished with you... That's the real rip-off... Hehehe.

Before he knows it, he feels one mighty, hyper-muscular arm tightening around his torso, pushing his frail chest against her firm and sexy double-D. He experiences a terribly slow increase in pressure and feels how his ribcage has to compete with the softness of her alluring bust. Breathing becomes difficult. Just as his ribs are about to give in, he registers an immense, burning pain in his abdomen: the hand of Bethany's free arm enters his abdomen, tearing loose flesh, ripping apart his abs, grabbing one of his kidneys. The last thing he is able to register--apart from the excruciating pain--is the smell of her delicate perfume... Then everything blurs. When his ribs are torn loose one by one, he automatically tries to push away her face. The gorgeous femme fatale responds by interrupting the rib-massacre and rips off both of his arms in two clean, powerful jerks.

- Always remember the first amendment: the right to tear arms!

And then she is off, leaving both men in their horrible agony--still hours to go before death will come as a relief.

(to be continued...)

[hero141]

Enjoy! Contains gore and seriously deviant scenes... So folks, enjoy!

Walking alone down dark alleys of derelict parts of the city at night is risky. Strutting there in high-heel strappy platform sandals dressed in the skimpiest of outfits, showing every inch of alluring female curves is simply dangerous. But this woman is out of the ordinary in every aspect: she combines scorching super-model looks and lush pornstar curves with a mind-blowing muscularity. The impossibly gorgeous female bodybuilder is dressed in a black latex bathing suit cut out so deeply you can see her thick, impressively cut and ridged abs. It highlights her big and firm boobs stretching the shiny fabric to its limits barely covering her rock-hard nipples while a tiny string plays in the ass crack of her bubble butt leaving her monumentally wide back visible to all admiring eyes. This woman knows she's drop-dead gorgeous. She walks straight to a black limousine that is parked in the shadows of the streetlights. The door to the back seats opens automatically and she enters the vehicle. The door closes.

One hour later the same woman steps out of the limo, enjoying the way her muscles bulge graciously as she snap-flexes her ultra-developed arms. It looks as if she is dressed in shiny red latex. On closer examination however, it appears that her impressive physique is drenched in blood and viscera! This is the image of a demon-like valkyrie dripping with the blood of her hapless victims, straight from hell. And when the light from the dim streetlights reveals some of the equally bloody and gory interior in the car, hell must have come as a relief...

- It's a bad idea to call someone 'freaky bitch', when she can rip you in half... I'm coming closer to the top...

--

The busty beauty suddenly notices two heroine addicts who are sitting next to the car chasing the dragon, nirvana being imminent. They also spot the huge, unmistakenly female silhouette like in a delirium...

- Woah shit man. Look! What's that?

The gorgeous musculatrix smiles a depraved smile, her eyes winking mischievously, her muscles rolling dangerously--pumped up to the max as a result of the ghastly action performed in the car.

- My latex outfit needs red paint, guys... You don't have to chase the dragon any more. She's right here.

And the big-titted muscle bitch starts playing with the two utterly unprepared addicts. How can you be prepared? This gorgeous woman makes the horrifyingly brutal  tortures by SS-officers in mazi-concentration camps look like child's play...

- Say guys, have you ever seen a woman with a body like this? And I'm addicted too.

And she sexily moves her long-nailed fingers over her muscular curves, pleased to see their cocks stiffen in their trousers without direct manipulation--nothing unfamiliar to a woman with these assets.

- Show me cock, dudes. I wanna fuck. I wanna fuck hard!

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Two hours later a Ferrari drives at high speed through the deserted alley to pick up the muscular hotbod. The driver is obviously shocked when his ride turns out to be a gorgeous female muscle freak dressed in high-heeled boots bathing in blood and other bodily liquids and viscera. His eyes remain fixed a second too long on her incredibly firm and sexy boobs for the ultra-fit babe not to notice. Her pornstar curves are indeed cockteasing material!

- ... Jeeezz, ... B... B... Bethany! ... Wh... What h... h... happened?

She turns her beautiful face in his direction and presents her most innocent look, flickering her long eyelashes. At the same time she grabs his crotch feeling an erection stirring. The driver is shocked and aroused at the same time.

- We're facing an SD24 here. Didn't they tell you I have a very brutal appetite when it comes to taking care of business? What's your name? You're new...

- K... Kurt.

Her fingers expertly work his cock and balls to the verge of orgasm. He is awed by the immense size of her arm muscles, thick veins covering her flawless skin like rivers meandering through a mountainous landscape. Every muscle, every fibre, every inch of flesh is so developed you would think her arms live a life of their own.

- All right, Kurt. Get out of the car and take off your pants! Now!

The driver is scared shitless, but there is no way he would even think of disobeying this lady: he'd heard stories from colleagues who knew her, who had been witness to some of her actions... He tries his utmost best to keep his cool in front of so much eroticism and sensuality. But it is her hand that drives him crazy:

- Look, Kurt. You don't meet my standards regarding size in any way. It's been so fucking disappointing tonight. Nothing like a pornsized cock... Who hired you anyway?

- ...M... Miss... D... De... Devon.

- A bad idea...

But before he has time to ponder over the somewhat strange answer, Bethany starts kissing him... And then some more...

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- Sure, doc. Next thing you're gonna tell me is that Al-Qaeda is behind all this...

We are inside CSI headquarters of the police department.

- ... One thing, inspector. In my whole career as a CSI-doc I've never seen anything like this before. The way these men were tortured to death shows that everything was done so that these guys would suffer big time. Death must have come as a relief. This is the work of a real pro, I tell ya. Someone with ample experience in the business. If this was an interrogation performed in the car--and that is what is looks like--they told their interrogator everything he wanted to hear. No way they could stand a torture like this for longer than ten minutes.

- Impressive... Holy fuck!

- And I assure you, these wounds were all inflicted while they were still alive! It's really horrifyingly sick!

- It's hard to imagine someone would treat his fellow human like this. You should've seen the inside of the car: blood, bones, intestines all over the place. A riding container of pieces of the human bnody. Keeps haunting me. Haven't slept since.

He stares at the ground, still shocked by the facts of the case.

- And then these two guys in the alley. Dismembered, disembowled, and castrated. But first every bone in their bodies seems to have been crushed... Equally horrific. Drug connected crime? Setting an example? It's up to you, inspector...

The inspector sighs, knowing this will turn out to be a long day at work.

- What's even more terrifyingly puzzling is this other corpse: impaled on a broomstick, strangled with his own guts! Shit, man! What a way to go... What's even more horrific here is that we found his own severely damaged cock and squashed balls in his stomach. I think that someone forced him to eat his own penis and testicles. And there's more: his stomach also contained 50 cc of sperm. Also his own. Someone must have milked him dry and forced him to lick his semen. But I assure you: for a normal male to get 50 cc is hard and painful work... Your balls tend to become very sensitive and orgasm becomes painful... I estimate he must have needed to cum 15 to 20 times to get that amount...

- Oh my God! This is sick!

--

Devon's Heaven, 3 a.m. Private rooms for lapdances.

- Yeah, Devon. I'm coming closer to the top. A couple of more days and I'll have the information and I'll face the top of the Street Gangs. Love to see how John Wishop looks like and his two bodyguards, who are apparantly addicted to lifting iron...

- OK. The idea to leave a trail of corpses puts on the pressure. That was a good idea. By the way, your next client, he's a friend of mine. Make sure he enjoys his ride and don't let yourself get carried away this time. Your last act--this Kurt--cost me a couple of thousand to back things up...

- I only wanted to treat him nice...

- Fuck you, bitch! His father was an important business associate. You turned his son into a total mess impaled on a broomstick!

- You should have checked the goods before hiring him. He was built like a midget!

- Yeah, but I heard you castrated him for it. That's a bit exaggerated, don't you think?

- Well, I could have let him swallow his jizz every time he came on my thighs, couldn't I? Or I could have disembowled him and strangle him with his guts, right?

- Fuck, Bethany. I'm serious.

- Yeah... You know how I am when I get carried away. Besides I felt like driving the Ferrari myself. What better way to get rid of the driver?

Bethany roars with laughter causing the tiny bikini wedges to slip from nipples--they are hard as nails showing her obvious arousal at the memory of these killings. When at work at the private club, Bethany is usually able to restrain from her sadistic streaks, or at least to control them to 'normal' levels--playing dominatrix or just teasing her clients with her formidable sexual skills--at the cost of her servants who are routinely subject to her wildest sadistic fantasies...

- You're sick...

- I know. I'm so good at being sick... But OK, I'll treat him nice, your friend. I'll fucking change his conception of sex: his previous sexual experiences will look like child's play when compared to what I'll do to him. A woman who is genetically engineered and has trained every inch of her body to anatomical perfection is of course extemely well-equipped for and master in the ars amatoria. He won't forget me, I'm sure...

(to be continued...)

[DEA]

btw: what you people prefer more - ripping a man appart or crushing him into a pulp?

Honestly, I find the first thing brutal and on the contrary, the latter is almost cute and sexy to me :-)

[hero141]

Bethany doing a lucky guy... The next one won't be so lucky...

2 p.m. the next day. A luxurious private room at Devon's club. A glance through the open door reveals a monumental wide female back, outmatching any pro male bodybuilder's back in differentiation and muscularity--the amazing traps and delts seem to live a life of their own, the flaring lats are striated to the max, totally jacked-up... The boulder-sized broad and hulking shoulders show that her hands rest on a chest before her. A man can be heard moaning lustfully, in great sexual excitement as you can see her bubble-butt graciously moving up and down, riding him, fucking him. Tenderly, Sensually. The man eagerly moves his hands over the lusciously wet and glistening muscular physique towering over him, feeling the soft firmness of her perfectly sized double-D, the immense hardness of her deeply chiseled abs, the mind-blowing muscularity of her arms covered up to the elbow with tight-fitting black latex gloves. Everything about this woman oozes an overwhelming sexuality when combined with her out-of-this-world sexual skill amounts to orgasmic heaven, a jenseits sensation of utter bliss.

At first he had wanted to compete with her and take some initiative in the sexual game, but his position soon resorted to letting her taking the lead and to obeying every command--a sexual experience in itself--she would wisper. He is helpless in the hands of this freaking hot, steroid-enhanced fucking machine... She has been doing him for six hours--he cannot even remember how many times she made him cum. Simply built to fuck.

- Oh Beth, please slow down. I'm gonna cum again...

The gorgeous musculatrix lustfully lowers her eyelashes and sensually runs her long-nailed fingers over her majestic chest down to his face, carressing him, hushing him, keeping him on the edge by stopping her luscious hip movement. He looks in awe at her insanely muscular arm--shredded to the bone, think veins surging with blood as it bulges powerfully, dominantly, a mountain of raw female muscle meat--as it tightens up when she grabs the back of his head and aggressively shoves her eager wet tongue into his open mouth.

Suddenly a cell phone rings and the muscle babe looks at the clock. Bethany's eyes reveal bloodlust as she reaches for her mobile. It is hard to say whether her anger is caused by the sudden interruption or by the fact that it is already that late... The ultra-sexy bodybuilder slowly raises her hips and starts releasing his cock from her wet pussy, her vaginal muscles tensing as she approaches the tip of his purple cock--knowing how easy it would be to drive him over the edge... She puts her index finger on his lips, smiles at him and whispers erotically:

- Hush baby. Don't cum....

- Oh please, I can't hold it out any longer...

Suddenly he feels how the nail of her index finger moves over his ass crack and just as he is about to orgasm, she savagely grabs his balls and clenches her fist--just enough to stop premature ejaculation.

- Not yet, baby. This is a command. I'll answer the phone first.

And then in a sharp voice:

- Yeah, what is it? Make sure it's important or I'll have your cock skinned!

While Bethany is talking on the phone, her ultra-skilled fingers continue to stroke and manipulate his cock. Again and again she has to crush his balls to prevent him from cuming. Her lover moans with lust, his cock aching for release. He pleadingly looks into the beautiful brown eyes of the woman controlling him, owning him, expertly handling his dick in ways he never deemed possible.

- Oh Bethany, you don't know what you do to me...

The steroid-enhanced muscle bitch giggles, her outrageously muscular body shining from the oil it has been rubbed in with--her freakingly huge bicep, even when it's unflexed, makes him gaze in utter amazement as the absolute goddess puts the phone down. With supreme sexual confidence she coos as she continues her ultra-talented manipulation of his cock:

- Actually I do, baby. Are you ready to cum for me?

Bethany spread her smooth and muscular legs like a dancer--a perfect straddle split--impaling herself on his throbbing cock, her vice-like pussy triggering him to massive orgasm immediately, milking him dry. The man simply passes out from the intensity of her manipulation!

- It was a pleasure to fuck you. If you ever visit the club again, do not hesitate to ask for me. I'd be delighted to serve you again. Now I have other business to attend to...

(to be continued)

[jos73]

Detention
by hero141


Part 1

Federal Penitentiary Complex, Austin, Texas, the year 2033. In this maximum
security prison one of the world's most dangerous and notorious criminals
has been imprisoned. The security measures in and around the complex are
unprecedented. Heavily armed special forces patrol the area in and around
the penitentiary institution day and night, while the central part of the
building is equipped with advanced and high-tech security devices that
render every escape utter suicide. Deep inside the institution the best
guarded cell is situated...

The long, reinforced concrete corridor that leads to the plexiglass door of
this cell is brightly lit. It is 8 a.m. as Peter, a twenty year old warder,
brings breakfast to the prisoner. He has been chosen to take up the personal
guard of the 'priviliged' captive until the trial, which is due within two
weeks. Then surveillance will undoubtably become superfluous, since the jury
will almost certainly sentence this prisoner to death. Incriminating proof
galore: hundreds of heavily mangled and mutilated bodies, almost exclusively
male... The sadistic violence with which the killings were performed,
reveals a sick and extremely dominant personality.

As he approaches the plexiglass door, he notices a silhouet slowly turning
around to him. The smile on her full, dark red lips indicates that she
enjoys every moment of the special 'treatment' she gets in prison. She has
just finished a heavy work-out and her powerful body glistens with sweat.
The vascularity of her bulging and rippling muscle-mass defies every
imagination ! This women has a body that can send men through worlds of
pleasure. The one-piece latex swimming suit fits her beautifully tanned body
like a glove and her melon-solid breasts insolently jut upward like two twin
peaks of female beauty. The black latex tightly fits her rippling curves.
She flirtingly pulls aside the tight black latex and exposes her beautiful
left breast. The pierced nipple stands erect… 48DD of erotic bounty !

Her smile now becomes a broad grin. The muscular goddess knows the
devastating impact of her muscle-bound body: her erotic aura is fabulous.
Peter blushes deeply as a throbbing erection in his trousers becomes
obvious. He gets a boner in his pants every time he sees her gorgeous body.
Ever since they have brought Bethany in – that’s the name of the curvacious
and sadistic muscle babe, a lethal combination –  he could not keep his eyes
off her. He has never felt more attracted to a woman... For him she is the
peak of feminine beauty, a curvacious goddess with a body male bodybuilders
can only dream of… After every visit to her cell, he has to retire to the
toilet to jerk himself off. His excitement has of course caught Bethany’s
attention and she beckons him with her finger.

- Peter, you look great today ! Would you like to have some fun with me ?
Would you like to rub me in with this body lotion ? It’s been a long time
since my body has felt a blessing hand rubbing over my skin. Put out the
surveillance cameras for a while and then you can massage my muscles in
peace. What do you say ? You like my muscles, don't you.

Like her muscles... He simply adores her muscle-packed figure ! But Peter
knows the risk of such an enterprise. This means that the people at the
central security office will receive a signal that the camera’s are out. He
immediately has to phone them that everything is all right, otherwise within
a minute special forces arrive ‘to normalize’ the situation. They’d rather
have a dead prisoner and guard than a living one and an escaped prisoner…
Peter watches his muscle goddess and sees her well-developed body crying for
his attention. Knowing what danger he puts himself in, his lust overcomes
his fear and he switches off the cameras and opens the cell door. After the
obligatory phone call he walks into the cell: Bethany is lying on the bed
stretched out and with her legs wide apart – the piercing in her clitoris is
clearly visible.

– I'm glad you like me, Peter. You won't be disappointed ! I have trained my
body like an adept for years and I can let you experience levels of pleasure
any ordinary women is incapable of... You really like my muscles, don't you
baby ?

He has all the trouble in the world not to cum there and then... The
broad-shouldered amazon gets up and softly caresses his face. The solidity
and raw power of her developed biceps makes him shiver. The touch of her
fingers is heavenly...

– Take off your clothes, Peter. I will play with your body for a while. Just
relax and enjoy...

A couple of seconds later, he is naked in her cell. She slowly rubs his body
- compared to her rippling gleaming glory a pathetically scrawny piece of
work - with the lotion. Her experienced hands glide time after time over his
erogenous zones and he coos like a baby... Small drips of cum drip from the
tip of his stiff dick. He lies on his back on the bed and the gorgeous
temptress places her well-carved ass on his face and massages his belly.
Meanwhile she has put some of the lotion on her ample bosom and she places
his erect member between her thrusting breasts and moves up and down. She
delicately scratches his balls with her long nails. He coos with orgastic
pleasure...

– Come, baby ! Come to Bethany ! Shoot your semen over my bountiful breasts
!

He comes and how he comes ! She milks him till the last drop. The sperm
drips from her mighty bust. Peter experiences pure ecstacy... His gaze rests
on her impressive back which is still gleaming and sweating a little from
her work-out. She rises carefully to let him recover from her hard-core
actions... As reality is coming back to him, he anxiously starts to his
feet, dashes to the fortified glass door and closes the cell.

– You don't have to run like that, baby. Don't you like what I do ? I can do
a lot more, you know...

He looks at her pityingly...

– I am madly in love with you, Bethany, but my love is impossible... You'll
get the death penalty and then everything will be over.

– We can at least enjoy ourselves as long as we can, baby. As long as we
can...

The following days are the most delightful period in the life of the young
warder. He enters Bethany's cell on a daily basis and he makes love to the
horny and smooth amazon. She eagerly takes him between her sexy thighs and
she lets him taste the pleasures of pure and raw sex. He never initiates the
love game himself, but it is always dominated by the sultry bodybuildster.
After the play his dick is lame and totally exhausted... Sometimes she
adorns her muscular physique with the most sexy outfits, so that one touch
is enough for him to reach a shuddering orgasm... At other times she holds
him on the verge of climaxing for hours and then gives hil a blow-job that
he will remember for the rest of his life. Her pumped-up, suberb amazonian
body is simply built for sex !

The day before she has to go to trial, Peter enters her cell with her
breakfast as usual. This time he brought a present with him. The boy is
visibly sad, because it is the last day the sexy amazon will stay in the
prison... He notices Bethany as she sits with her magnificent, muscular back
turned to him. She only wears a black leather thong, a tiny top and long
black leather knee-high boots with long stilettos. Her slim waist obviously
contrasts her powerfully muscled thighs and the clearly defined calves. Her
upper-torso reveals her proud and thrusting breasts confined in the useless
bikini, gleaming with the lotion she has rubbed them in with. She is one
hell of a busty amazon !

– Bethany, I've come to say goodbye and I brought you a present. Will you
open it, please ?

She slowly faces Peter. Her almost bare bust screams for his attention and
her nippels stand erect. Her deep brown eyes watch him bloodthirstily as he
holds the present in his trembling hands.

– You don't have to be sad, Peter. Come here and I'll take care of you...
Close the door behind you, please and show me your little dick. I'll fuck
you like you've never been fucked before !

Bethany's tone of voice is very aggressive, much more aggressive than
before. Peter is off upset and wants to flee from the cell but a muscular
arm stops him in his way. The ropes of pure muscle contract as she lifts him
off the ground with one hand. Her bicpes swell to mighty proportions... She
violently throws him on the bed.

– Look, asshole. I'm sick and tired of your clumsy way of having sex ! You
were a bloody virgin when I first laid my hands on you, weren't you ? Hahaha
! Let's get to business: I want to get out of here and I have a reputation
to live up to. You didn't think that I would let you live and let you spoil
my 'lethal' reputation, whimp ? Because I liked you or because you love me ?
This emotional bullshit is making me sick ! How I'm going to enjoy ripping
you to pieces, Peter... My pussy is already dripping in anticipation !

The present drops from his hands and rolls under the bed. Sadness is quickly
replaced by agony when he looks at this goddess of dominance and sadism. She
cannot be serious. She must be joking. He loved her... Bethany tears his
clothes to shreds and gives him a hard-on by rubbing her muscular thigh over
his crotch and violently pushing her nearly exposed breasts in his astounded
face.

– You like them, don't you !

Her eyes beam with joy as she gives him a knife and orders him to cut off
his own penis:

– Cut off your dick ! Now ! It's not of any use anyway... To please me, you
got to be a real stud, baby boy. Not a whimp like you...

The naked baby boy is no match for the pumped-up amazon, who has the power
to crush his body. He hesitates with the knife and in an act of despair
throws himself on Bethany and attacks her. The female fighting machine
promptly reacts and limberly avoids the bold attack. Her lethal legs simply
knock him to the ground. She towers high above him and cautiously advanced
towards her bleeding prey - like a leopard.

– Sucker ! You better hadn't done that. Nobody has ever argued with me or
refused me something. You won't be the exception, lover... I'll show you
only too gladly how I treat my lovers. But first you are going to give me
the secret code of the central door. Now !

Peter feels all hope and courage deserting him... He starts to cry. He knows
that he won't make it through this day alive. Bethany mounts him and softly
whispers in his ear:

– Now, give the code, baby ! Now ! Or you will experience pain you never
imagined was possible.

The man feels how her muscular physique excites him, in spite of the
situation... Her gorgeous breasts push against his torso. The glistening
curves feel hot and slippery because of the body lotion. What a bosom ! When
she wets his ear with her tongue, his hard-on becomes even more
enthusiastic...

– Will you spare me if I talk ? I beg you, Bethany, let me go, please ! I
haven't done anything wrong to you, have I ?

On Bethany’s sensual mouth an evil grin appears, invisible for her victim.
Her hands fondle through his hair and she continues to suck his sensitive
earlobe. Peter carefully clasps her broad back and feels her bodyheat. This
intimate embrace makes him whisper the secret code like in a bad dream, half
aware it will not save his life...

– You have just signed your own death-warrant. I'll show you what I'm
notorious for !

The curvacious diva takes the time to show off the powerful glory of her
muscle-bound body. She rips off the top of her two-piece swimming suit. Her
biceps form inches of devastating female power. But it is the fantastic
gleaming legs that first come into action. As a form of intimidation - as if
that is still necessary - she hits the fortified wall with her stilettos at
full force and pieces of concrete are cut out the wall !

– You see what these babies can do ? Do you know what happens when they hit
the tender and weak flesh of a man instead of a wall ? I won't attack you
with a bloody knife, you know... Time for some real action ! Get up ! Now !

Peter obeys her immediately in the hope she will treat him more mildly. The
beautiful amazon takes his hands and breaks his fingers one by one. She
throws the bleeding humps of flesh on the ground... As Peter screams like a
pig, but she shuts him up by pushing one of her skimpy outfits in his mouth.
Hell has broken loose. She pushes her plaything against the wall of the cell
and plays with his penis. Bethany perfectly knows how to please a man, but
now it's time to please her sick mind. The nymphomaniac swallows his stiff
member in her dripping pussy while her mighty breasts rub against his panic
striken face. While the movement of her hips sends surges of orgastic
pleasure through her body, she takes his arms and stretches them so that his
shoulder joints give way ! His arms are being torn out of his body ! The
cracking noise and the blood oozing out of the open wounds give the sadistic
beauty a sense of intense delight. She feels how his dick is getting limp
and increases her hip movement. The tempo is devastating... Bethany takes
her erect nipples between thumb and index finger. Peter tries to scream but
his yelling is muffled by the garment in his mouth...

– Have you ever seen a skinned penis, Peter ?

She throws him on the bed again, grabs the knife and starts to skin his
throbbing cock. The butchered boy almost passes out. His skinned dick has
changed into a bleeding mass... Bethany brings him by as she shoves his head
against her dripping pussy.

– Lick it, Peter. Lick me !

But instead of letting his tongue fill her booty, Bethany shoves the knife
deep into his ass and cuts him open from the back to the front. His
testicles are being ripped apart. His abdomen is pulverized. Her arm muscles
sweel to ghastly proportions. Her hand disappears in his exposed abdomen and
she tears a few yards of his guts. The stench is terrible. Peter's pulse
slows down, but he experiences every moment of the horrendous pain she
inflicts him... The female bully lets him enjoy the perfect anatomy of her
muscular body for a final time...

– Goodbye, baby !

By mangling his face against her powerful chest she crushes his skull. The
last bit of life is being pushed out of his heavily mutilated body. Sexy
Bethany disdainfully pisses in his mouth. He has been beaten out of all
recognition... Then she quickly washes the blood and slime from her
dreambody and hurries to the celldoor. Who is going to stop her ?

[jos73]

Detention
part 2

The demonic bodybuildster crushes the plexi glass with one perfectly aimed
kick. The power necessary to pulverize that kind of glass, has to be
enormous, because it is specifically built to resist to attacks like this...
Quickly the shapely beauty runs through the corridor to the central door.
Her beautifully tanned body glistens in the bright striplight. Carefully she
enters the code she got from her hapless vistim and opens the heavy central
door that leads her out of the inner prison.

In the corridor behind the central door – a corridor that is approximately
15 yards long – two warders stand guard who want to sound the alarm. They
grab their AK-47s but the curvacious sex bomb is much too quick for them.
She elegantly backflips to them and before they know it or are able to
react, she plants her stilleto in the forehead of the right guard. His skull
simply shatters into pieces and his brains slosh against the wall ! The
blood and goo run down from the wall and from her long leather boot. Her
face lights up with a kind of childish joy... He did not even have the time
to yell or scream for help... In the mean time Bethany's left hand grabs the
second guard by his balls and she looks straight into his frightened eyes.
With brute exertion she crushes his dick and testicles and rips them off –
through his trousers ! Blood stains his uniform. Then her knee causes
incredible damage as she hits him in the face with it. The muscular goddess
takes the bloody mess of his face between her upper and lower arm and by
flexing her fabulous biceps she mangles the skull of her victim ! When the
body finally hits the ground she forces her lethal heels time after time in
his pulverized torso. Splintered ribs, riddled organs, gory meat and
stinking gunk flow about ! Bethany's sadism and bloodlust are very hard to
please – just like her gorgeous body...

– This is pure power... If I like to slaughter them, I just do it. Nobody
can stop me... Hahaha ! Whimps...

Once she has passed the central cell door, Bethany enters the regular part
of the penitentiary institution, in which safety precautions are slightly
less strict. No alarm has as yet been raised. Soon, the 'normal' male
inmates notice the woman with the body which holds the centre between a
professional bodybuilder and a sex bomb. How can they not notice a woman
like that ? They have been locked up in their cells for years and a stunnung
babe like Bethany has undoubtebly been the subject of many of their wet
dreams. Moreover, her muscular body is covered with the blood and and other
bodily fluids of her victims she has brutally slaughtered. In other words,
plenty of attention...

– Hey, baby ! Come to daddy ! I love you, baby !

It is one of the male inmates, dribbling with lust. But Bethany is not
amused by it: the chance of being dicovered or caught by the warders is a
real danger. A well-armed team of special forces might be a problem, even
for a muscle babe like her... She puts her finger on her sensual lips so as
to urge him to silence. Yet, the prisoner cannot hide his excitement over
the scantily-clad chick and starts to moan loudly – partly as a joke, partly
out of genuine titillation... The object of his adoration however is fiery
and in a second she forces her way through the steel bars of his prison
cell. The bars almost desintegrate when she pulls them asunder. Her pectoral
muscles swell into mighty mountains of pure power, just like her massive
biceps ! The veins virtually pop out of her smooth and sinewy arms...

The male prisoner recoils in horror and cringes in fear for the mighty
muscle goddess. Again she puts her index finger over her lips to bring him
to silence. He obeys immediately and as a reward Bethany lets him smell the
lascivious odors of her pussy. She whispers:

– Lick me, honey ! Lick me hard !

He is bewildered and cannot do anything else than suck her delightful wet
lips as she holds his hair and pulls him between her legs. The piercing in
her clitoris vibrates with his tongue... She just loves to use her power to
dominate her victims.

– You'd better be good at it, baby. Lick harder ! Come on ! Make me cum...

With all his might he strives to obey her order, but he feels from the
increasing power with which she pulls his head close to her crotch, that he
is not capable of satisfying the well-trained bodybuildster... Suddenly he
is being lifted by his hair until his mouth is level with her face –
resembling that of a supermodel. A hot French kiss seals the gruesome fate
of her prey: the hand of the evil queen bitch disappears under his crotch
and with her long and deadly nails she partly rips open his back by tearing
loose his spine ! The flexing of her arm is enough to make his penis and
testicles implode in his abdomen. As his body falls on the ground
frantically and spastically moving, her boots promptly finish the job.
Bethany puts one of her high heels in his left eye socket and chuckling
crushes his skull. The look on his face before he dies is one of disbelief
and sheer horror... A painful but rather quick death – at least according to
Bethany's standards...

– My pussy is used to better treatments, sucker… Men usually work themselves
to death to please me ! Hahaha ! A pity I didn't have more time to take you
in hand: a couple of hours in my torture room and you would have licked...
And how you would have licked. You would have sucked your own bloody dick,
which I would have shoved into your mouth !

Bethany continues her escape, cautiously tacking between the cells of the
male prisoners. Those who are asleep the moment the curvacious lady passes
through, are lucky: no witnesses among the prisoners seems to be her
motto... Dozens of criminals are slaughtered like beasts. Her fantastic body
bathes in the blood of her victims who didn't stand a chance. These macho
men who have committed brutal murders and rapes themselves, are no match for
the busty pin-up.

Finally, she reaches another carefully watched command post. Suddenly alarm
signals sound and everybody in the penitentiary institution is supposed to
be prepared to the unforeseen... The warder who has been able to ring the
alarm in the command post, is butchered: his legs are mown down by his own
AK-47. It is as if Bethany is possessed by evil demons: she takes his torso
between her muscular thighs and slowly scissors him to death. His ribs give
way as her muscles crush him like a grape ! Out of his mouth appears a
little stream of blood and his eyes stare with a hollow gaze... The pain she
inflicts is immense...

– Suffer baby ! Oh how I like this !

Just before he dies, Bethany's nails once again perform their lethal work:
she pierces his eye sockets and face. The eyeballs drop out of their sockets
and with the dripping hot mush between her fingers she rebuilds the rest of
his face into a bloody, unrecognizable ruin.

Her sadistic hunger has of course cost her a couple of minutes of precious
time, which creates an opportunity for groups of special forces to wait in
ambush ready to strike. Bethany has lost all control and is beyond herself:
her lethal fingers that have gruesomely killed a guard, now touch her
sensitive pussy. She closes her eyes and allows waves of orgastic pleasure
surge through her magnificent body. The impact of a bullet close to her head
makes her return to the reality of the prison. She drops to the floor and
quickly crawls on all fours in the direction of the outer cells. These cells
are located next to a big lawn that surrounds the complex.

Her skilled body mavoeuvres through the dark catacombs of the prison. Only
two teams of special forces crossed her way. The first team was brutally
smashed against the cold prison wall. She didn't even bother to kill these
men: both have fought for their lives for two hours after the curvacious
beauty mangled their torsos. Ribs were shattered and internal bleedings
finished the job... The second team seems to have been the object of her
darker fantasies: both men were found naked, their sperm spurted on their
uniform and their dicks were ripped off and shoved into their mouths. Both
corpses were mercilessly ripped into two pieces, while the intestines were
pierced with her high heels !

As Bethany dashes into one of the outer cells, she runs into two prisoners
who are apparantly busy digging a tunnel... They are scared to death when
they see the half-naked amazon. The impression of her physical presence
makes them stare in awe... Her excessive muscular frame completely
overshadows them. Bethany, the bodybuilding bitch !

– ... Who ... Who are you ... ? ... What are ... you ... doing here ... ? Oh
my God, your muscles !

In an instant she has surveyed the situation and approaches one of the guys
- the one admiring her physical supremacy...

– Oh baby, I haven't fucked for a week. I need your dick. Now... You like my
muscles, don't you ?

He takes a look at the dominant female dressed only in a black thong and
long leater boots. Her magnificent body glistens with the blood of her
victims... He does not know what to think, let alone do... His manhood gives
a more convincing answer: within a few seconds his throbbing erection bulges
through his trousers. Bethany smiles at him and gently pulls down his
trousers. She gently squeezes his hard-on and very slowly massages his dick.
Sweet and tenderly she jerks him a copule of times. But before he climaxes,
Bethany brings her sensual hand-job to an abrupt ending when she laughingly
sticks her finger in his ass.

– You want to taste some of my other specialties ?

Not waiting for an answer, her mighty arm muscles contract and her hand
disappears completely in the man's ass. His screams are drowned out by the
roaring laughter of his sexy tormentor. Blood oozes from his ass over her
sinewy arm. Fear makes place for panic. Utterly helpless, he has to let the
powerful and muscle-bound bimbo work out her terrible scenario. There is no
way he can stop her... Bethany is still holding his erection keeping him
stiff, while she pulls out his guts through his ass ! The pain is intense,
the blood streams out of his ass. His mate has to puke... Mercilessly she
throws him against the wall and he collapses like a rag-doll. She lifts him
by his collar, pushes him against the wall and places her hand on his
buttocks.

– Please, don't kill me ! Let me live, please...

Bethany effortlessly pushes her hand in the direction of the wall, thereby
crushing his pelvis, abdomen, testicles and dick... Her ultra-developed
biceps and triceps are simply grinding his lower-body. Helpless his body
sinks to the ground - deadly wounded. Her impressive torso is covered with
male blood... She addresses the other prisoner who is completely
overwhelmed, in state of shock...

– Baby, let me tell you one thing... I have punished your friend not becauce
he deserved it, but just because I wanted to. If you don't want to be
punished, just do as you're told...

The face of the remaining prisoner is pale as death and almost invisbly he
nods his head. He cannot keep his frightened look from her beautiful bust,
an ample D-cup. Bethany smiles at him and caresses her sexy breasts...

– If you do as I order you to do, you might play with them. You would like
that, wouldn't you ? They're built to please. Or do you want me to fuck your
brains out ? I've done that, you know. Literally...

A dramatic silence makes sure the words get through... He wonders what this
muscle babe could do to him, what damage she could inflict if he did not
obey her immediately.

– Was that a tunnel ? And if so, where does it lead to ?

– Sure, it's a tunnel. It leads to a place in the woods, some mile from
here. A perfect place to escape from. We have been working and cutting for
two years now...

The man is glad to be of some help for the smiling bodybuildster. Again, a
glimpse of sadism appears on her beautiful face. She nods. They open the
covert opening leading to the dark tunnel and they enter it. Both have to
crouch and twenty minutes later they reach the end of the tunnel. The man is
not at all recovered from the brutal slaughter of his ‘partner-in-crime’ as
the scantily-clad muscle woman addresses him:

– Baby, a nice tunnel ! You deserve a reward, really ! Leave everything to
Bethany. Remember: I am built to please...

In the darkness of the tunnel he is not able to see her hardening nipples,
the evil grin on her face and the tensing of her devastating musculature.
She easily lifts him from the ground and places his excited dick between her
thrusting breasts. Bethany moves him up en down, slowly, gently. In no time
she makes him reach orgastic heights: with a dazzling intensity he climaxes
all over her voluptuous bosom. She forces him to lick his cum from her
glistening pinnacles of female perfection.

– Lick your seed or I'll rip off your dick…

He tastes his own cum and the blood of Bethany's victims, but her full
breasts are heavenly...

– Now you are going to give me some pleasure. You think you can handle me ?
Hahaha ! Where is that tiny little dick of yours ?

He automatically nods and tries to get his member hard again... But she is
very impatient...

– Come on ! I need a fuck ! A hard fuck ! I am dripping wet...

The spectacle that has taken place in the dark and cold tunnel, must have
been audible far beyond the confines of the tunnel... The terrible cries and
yells must have been heart rending, the agony long and painful. Weeks after
the incident the FBI found the remains of a male corpse: every bone was
meticulously fractured, he was castrated, skinned and crushed with his head
sucked out... Suspect: disappeared into thin air...

[hero141]

  Looks very familiar to me. That's one of my stories... I have no problem you posting this story, but mentioning the real author would seem the least you could do... 

[hero141]

The next part... Say, guys, how would you react to Bethany's last threat (see below)? 

Bethany is horny as hell--and when aroused the sadistic streaks of this bodybuilding überbabe become very prominent.. Six hours of restraining primal sadistic urges leave her in an ultra-sadistic mood. And the telephone call from one of her servants has not eased her sick mind--on the contrary. As she passes a mirror in the corridor, the reflection of her overwhelmingly muscular yet ultra-feminine body--an unprecedented combination--makes her swell in narcistic self-admiration. Her dripping wet labia reminds her of the task at hand: satisfying her psychopath mind...

Bethany reaches for the doorknob of a door that is ajar, and slowly pushes it open. Four of her servants are having a break, drinking coffee, wispering conspirationally as if an internal revolution is at hand. Before they notice the super-pumped, hulking female form and the scanty black leather clothing having a hard time covering her feminine curves, she has already closed the door behind her giving them excellent view of her tremendously muscle-stuffed back and glutes, hundreds of muscles tensing and relaxing, carving ridges and highlighting sinewy layers of man-crushing power! Their mouths drop open and their eyes almost fall from their sockets as if they behold the entrance of a supreme being entering the lair of her prey. The long black latex gloves and broad leather belt with a huge steel buckle loosely adorning her wasp waist and curvy hips only add to the sexuality she oozes. A radiant smile crosses her sensual lips, leaving the men breathless, dumb. The slightest movement of her fingers triggers a wave of movements in the bulging, iron layers of shredded mass muscle her arms are covered with.

- Hi guys. Having fun? I know I will.

- ... Oh fuck! ... B... B... Bethany. We... We are just having a coffee... See...?

The eyes of the servant stay fixed on her bare boobs. Her huge, majestic chest is a pinnacle of sensual beauty--perfect globes of female flesh, 'pièces de résistance' in numerous porn flicks exciting actors and audience alike to premature ejaculation. Bethany knows these guys are mesmerized--these are newbies who have never seen her fully exposed--their minds are not prepared in any way to be confronted with the most gorgeous curvy bodybuilder on earth oozing sex and power! One immediately explodes in his pants. The three others are just close to cuming...

- I see. Yes. Do you mind if I'd finish you off? That would make your day, wouldn't it?

For one of them just seeing her monumentally muscular legs move puts him over the edge. The amazing sight of her huge quads, massively developed, her thick throbbing vascular mancrushing limbs makes him wet his pants. Never have these guys been confronted with so much blatant beauty and sensuality, let alone with a woman who combines pornstar curves and attitude with the outrageously muscular body of a pro-bodybuilder--Bethany would put any pro-bodybuilder to shame!

- Jeeez, I must really be turning you on... What about you guys? Ready to cum for me?

Bethany pushes her huge breasts in their face, forcing them to lick her erect nipples--the anticipation of slaughtering her servants turns her on immensely, this is the beginning of the uncanny foreplay only enjoyed by the gorgeous musculatrix. Moving the long nail of her index finger over their crotches drives them to an impossibly intense orgasm. What a babe: only needed her nail to make the two remaining servants cum.

- You're very obedient, that's how I like my servants. I want them to obey me at any time. If you...

One of the guys is completely mesmerized by her presence, drooling over her amazing physique, and cannot hold himself from exclaiming...

- ... Oh my fucking God!

- You stupid fuck! You dare interrupting me? Did I tell you to speak?

Bethany's seductive behavior immediately disappears and quick and agile like a tigress--extraordinary for someone with such an agonzingly muscular body--she moves up to the table and grabs his head in her hands, her thumbs hovering over his eyes.

- Well, asshole. What do you have to say?

- ... Ehmm... Sorry, M... Miss Bethany... I ... I didn't mean to interrupt you...

He cannot fail to notice how veins trace her tensed and heavily muscled forearms, how staggeringly huge her even unflexed biceps look. He shudders as her arms--bigger than his chest--bulge before him. He starts to panic, but the muscular behemoth could not care less.

- I can push my thumbs into your eyes, squashing them into their sockets. Wouldn't that be great? Or...

And then Bethany violently pushes her thumbs downwards, pushing his eyes out, plunging her thumbs into the sockets down to the knuckle. That is not enough however. It is never enough with Bethany... Then she pulls her hands sideways. The results are as devastating as the horror and brutality of the assault: the gorgeous überbabe simply rips apart his skull! The man collapses--brains dripping from his deskulled head, blood wetting his colleagues who are totally abashed, terrified, horrified by the brutal slaughtering.

- You didn't see that one coming, did ya? And I assure you: it takes practice to do this! Hahaha!

They sit in absolute silence, shocked, their faces white as snow staring at the jacked muscle woman standing before them, dwarfing them and looking at the spasming wreck bleeding to death on the ground. She tosses the bloody pieces of skull aside and faces them--her mind-boggling muscularity and curves driving them nuts...

- All right, guys. You've just seen what I'm capable of. And I have so many more muscles I could use to fuck you up.

Bethany adjusts the huge steel buckle of her belt and so attracts all attention to her bumpy and rock-hard eight-pack abs. But it is her superb upper-body, her huge sculpted chest that really drives them mad with lust. Despite the horrific situation a couple of seconds ago, their cocks immediately respond to Bethany's proximity. She faces the servant that came in his pants the moment he saw her body. He is still shaking with fear.

- Calm down, baby. I see you like me a lot. You've been working for me for a week now. You like your job too?

His job around the house has not exactly been what he expected it to be, having to be ready at all times to serve a gorgeous and demanding bodybuilding babe. Yet, he has been very anxious to live up to the professional expectations of his moody boss. Especially because he could not help himself being completely overwhelmed by her alluring presence, intimidated by her provocative behavior, and enthralled by the stupefying sexual magic of her curvaceous body. His heart misses a beat every time Bethany calls him. His stutters every time he had to address her... His mind races every time he thinks of her... He is probably in love with his boss...

- Oh yeah... miss Bethany. I enjoy my work very much. I...

Bethany flexes her biceps, licking the bulging, striated mounds with the tip of her tongue--a piercing clearly visible.

- You've been fantasizing about me lately? Sooner or later all my servants start losing their minds, fantasizing about my body, my tits, my muscles. I need you to concentrate on your work. Would you mind oiling my boobs?

He looks straight into her predatory eyes. What kind of question is that? And then he faces her ballooning breasts again, every inch of orgasmic flesh a feast for male eyes, every inch oozing sex. He hesitates--in apparent desperation.

- ... Of... Of course not... M... Miss... Bethany.

Bethany enjoys this and has to keep herself from not roaring with laughter. The anticipation of oiling her most alluring assets already drives his excitement skyhigh--he is nearly wetting his pants again. The muscle babe smiles in grim satisfaction.

- Want me to jerk you off? Want to see these glorious muscles move and bulge just to make you cum? You'd love that, wouldn't you? Seeing my bi's and tri's swell and relax as I drive you nuts. Take off your fucking clothes!

He is totally shocked and does not know how to react. The most gorgeous woman he has ever seen, simply proposes to jack him off?

- I saw you looking at me this week. Staring. Drooling. Masturbating.

Bethany pauzes for a moment to let the words sink in. The servant blushes as he undresses.

- Obviously, I've got very explicit ideas about my servants masturbating over my perfectly sculpted body. Either they do it in front of me or they don't. Punishment for violating this rule is very severe: I personally rip off your cock and testicles.

- Oh... Sorry... Miss Bethany... I'm terribly sorry... I... I didn't mean to offend you... It's just that... that you're so very sexy...

As he stares at her glistening, gravity-defying mounds, he cannot help but noticing how ultra-developed and vascular her muscle mass is. When the gorgeous brunette  moves the long nail of her index finger over her erect nipples, his cock aches for release again. Her beauty is out of this world, pure perfection. She points at his erection.

- Jeez, you're happy to see me. Will you be able to oil my tits without cumming? Or do I have to milk you first?

His eyes widen in excitement as his imagination is doing overtime: his walking wet dream is about to touch his prick! Precum is already dripping from his swollen glans. He is simply ecstatic when his hands glide over Bethany's huge boobs, his hands doing their utmost best to try to spread the lotion over her perfectly tanned skin. The firm softness of her curves contrasts with the exteme hardness of her erect nipples.

- Lick my nipples, baby. And don't cum yet!

The lotion trickles down her breasts over the ridges of Bethany's extremely striated abs. Her wet look--her upper body drips with oil--combined with the shiny latex of her long black gloves gives Bethany the aura of the sadistic domme she actually is. The stimulating licking and biting of her nipples causes the familiar tickling in her crotch to become more prominent. Too prominent to be ignored and too exciting to be good for Bethany's loverboy. A horny Bethany is a sadistic Bethany, an ultra-sadistic fucking machine, uncontrollable--even for a well-trained platoon of well-endowed Navy SEALs, let alone for a simple servant not equipped to meet the standards of a nympho bodybuilder.

- Bite my nipples, baby!

He obeys immediately, glad to obey her command, to satisfy her needs. Little does he know that he is about to sign his death warrant by getting her off.

- Suck them harder, asshole!

She deliberately pushes her mighty thigh--the sheer size of her humongous, bulging quads dwarfs his throbbing member to seemingly baby-size proportions--up to his crotch, getting him on the verge of orgasm again. Just before he explodes a second time Bethany takes him in a muscular embrace: his torso is pulled to her mammoth chest and she starts squeezing--she is careful not to damage anything yet. The über-babe mockingly grins as she feels how he is about to cum a second time. A little flex of her tremendous thigh makes him howl in pain, as her bulging quads nearly squash his balls and prevent him from cuming even harder and more uncontrolled than the first time. He feels how the gorgeous domme flexes her rock solid bicep muscle pushing his ribcage against her bosomy chest--making breathing practically impossible. It is obvious that Bethany is toying with him, mocking him, totally dominating him in front of his colleagues. And it is her bosom, Bethany's lusciously ample chest, that's hurting him most. Then her long, lean, lush leg touches his crotch again, the rubbing friction triggering a huge orgasm!

- Gosh, there you go again...

And he cums, shooting his hot jizz over her immensely muscular thigh, her quads are hulking slabs of massive muscle with unparalleled differentiation and density.

- Now, lick me clean. I don't want anyone to see how much fun you had... You're lucky you didn't spoil the latex.

His cock aches like hell but he quickly cleans his jizz from her humongous thigh, astonished at how much muscle mass a human can build on just her leg. If these legs are only half as strong as they look, Bethany must be outrageously powerful!

- Good boy. If you wonder whether I can crush you with these, I'd say that I'd only need an infinitesemal small portion of my strength and that the crushing part would be nothing compared to the other pleasantries I'm capable of.

His face distorts with fear as she shoves her index finger into his ass. He feels her long nail massage his prostate, turning him on again, uncontrollable at the mercy of this talented muscle bimbo.

- I can do a number of things now. I could make you cum again, you'd even not be able to hold yourself back.

She shoves her tongue into his open mouth, kissing him aggressively, while her other hand gets his cock erect again. It is remarkable how Bethany's skilled hands force his painful prick into another erection. He is completely overwhelmed by this sex-crazed muscle babe!

- I could also hurt you a little. What about fistfucking you in the ass? Or ripping open your sack and getting your balls out? It's bloody but I love it! Some men even ask me to get their testicles out and I can't blame them--can you imagine how thrilling the alternatives are I propose? I'll keep that a secret, hahaha!

A telling grin shows she is about to get into action... Bethany stops kissing him and he geasps for breath. He feels his heart beating in his throat. This freaky bodybuilder could easily kill him if she wanted to--and how foolish it was to fall in love with just her. A second and third finger enter his ass. The servant is mesmerized by Bethany's ultra-developed chest, her fabulous tits luring any man into her lair, her gravity-defying double-D surrounded by surreal muscles, pecs striated to the max. The skintight black latex gloves emphasize her dominating persona.

- Oh please, Bethany. My ass... You're hurting me...

- Hurting you? Don't you like being fistfucked? Is the big woman too much for you?

She savagely pulls her fingers out of his ass and knees him in the nuts. This time it is to damage him--not too much of course. Just to inflict maximum pain without permanent damage. This bodybuilding babe is so jacked up. Bethany towers above the grumpling male, who lies crying at her feet. The sexy bodybuilder has to restrain the impulse of crushing his head like a grape by forcing the 8-inch spiked heel of her black leather boot through his skull. Instead she orders the other two guys to strip.

- Ready for some action, boys? I know I am. You won't last long at all.

Without waiting for them to be fully uindressed Bethany reaches down into the shorts of one of the two surprised servants, rips his cock out and starts stroking it. Slowly at first, but then pumping him quick and hard, milking him into a huge orgasm in just a few seconds! The next thing he knows is that the curvy hotbod pushes his head against her magnificent tits.

- Well baby, there's only one reason for letting my men see the day and it is size. And I'm afraid I have to inform you that your cock does not even by far meet my standards regarding size. You're simply pathetic! The good news is: I'm specialized in torturing poorly-endowed men to a gruesome death. Hang on...

And then his world explodes. He wants to scream his lungs out but his cry is muffled against her ample bosom. Bethany brutally pushes the fingers of her other hand through the flesh of his back, grabs one of his lower ribs and rips it out!

- I'll destroy you very slowly ripping out each and every rib from your body. And then I'll force the guy lying on the ground to eat your cock and balls. Then I'll slaughter him too. Hehe.

Suddenly her cell phone rings again, apparently calling her attention to more urgent matters. Pouting her lips in disdain, every curve, every bulbous mound of muscle on her goddess-like physique tensing in disappointment--like a child who has been deprived of her toys--Bethany goes to the door.

- All right, guys. Duty calls. When I return, I want you to be dead. I don't care how you kill each other. The only thing I know, is that it will be very, very unwise to be alive when I get back: survivors will be tortured to the most gruesome of deaths by Denise and myself in a two-day torture marathon that will be broadcasted live on the internet. Nice choice, huh?