Author: [totocom] REBORN | #FUTA

[totocom]

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chapter 11
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Meanwhile, in Jenny's private apartments...

Aaron jumped on a chair and looked at the objects scattered on the desk. There were only a few pyramidal stones, different sizes, different colors, but only a few stones. He took one and observed it carefully. On the base, was noted 'Maths'. He looked at the other stones, to find out that there was something written on each one. He kept the 'maths' one in his hand and searched how to read these strange stones.
He was about to stop when he noticed a small hole in the middle of the desk. A hole which form matched perfectly with the stones. He inserted the stone carefully and immediately an hologram appeared above the desk with the exercises she had prepared for him, as well as a virtual keyboard.

He started to read the first exercise. When he had read it, four or maybe five times, he realized that he couldn't focus on his task. His mind was elsewhere. He removed the stone from the hole and grasped another one, noted 'Jenny pictures'. Resisting was useless. His mind was already wandering through what seemed to be an album.
He inserted the stone on the right place and the album opened at the first page.
The first picture was obviously Jenny's birth. She was nestled in the arms of a guy, probably Jenny's father, who was himself in Diana's arms like a baby. The guy seemed happy, even if he looked a bit tired. Diana, on the contrary, was radiant. Jenny was already the size of a 5 years old child. Aaron didn't seem to notice.
The second picture was Jenny's first birthday and so on. Aaron wandered through the album, realising how much she had grown in only a few years. At ten she was probably taller and stronger than he was now. The last shot was dated from yesterday. It was noted 'Jenny soon Maxima'. You could see her in a perfect 'double biceps' pose, almost naked, wearing only a shiny golden belt, graciously laid on her hips, and a matching pair of stilettos. Aaron attempted to caress her, but his hand passed through the hologram. A voice echoed in the room. "3Dsolid holographic system: enabled. Work in progress..."

Aaron jumped on his seat. He looked around and saw a red beam to dance in the center of the room. In a few seconds an hologram of Jenny, in real size, was erected before his eyes.
The voice startled him again "Solidification starting in 30 seconds... Solidification starting in 25 seconds... "

Aaron heart almost stopped. He certainly didn't want to let the hologram to solidify. He looked at the screen above the desk. No buttons, no dialog boxes, nothing! Worse, nothing to do! Panicked, he removed the stone.
"Solidification starting in... bip!"
Aaron glanced to the center of the room, the huge hologram had disappeared.
He closed his eyes and breathed deeply.

He remained a moment silent, remembering the last days, how he awoke in this new world, how he was bought by Diana as a slave, how he was given as a gift to Jenny, how she used him as a sex-toy!

He realised that he hadn't had any choice, never, since he was reborn in this new world. He didn't know how he arrived there, even less how to return back home. 'Comply or die', it was his fate.
Then, he remembered the last year, the training, how he had to workout, to diet, to study, everyday, to finally return back home, alone, with nobody to share his joys, his sorrows. He had never been married, he had no time for that. He had just lived for achieve his dream, the journey into space.

Aaron felt sad. Nobody was waiting for him in his world and nobody was... Suddenly, his thoughts went to Jenny, his huge Mistress. He shivered slightly, not realising what this simple shiver really was. He felt a bit uncomfortable, readjusted his pants unknowingly, and tried to focus on something else, the maths. After all, he was there to help Jenny with her exercises.

He inserted the right stone in the desk and started to read again the first exercise. It was quite simple and he resolved it mentally in no time. Jenny will be happy. He changed his posture to relieve the tension of his stretchy pants and began to read the second one. It wasn't more difficult than the first and he find out the solution quickly. His heart started to pound heavily in his small chest. He was pretty sure that Jenny will reward him in a way or other, and he smiled widely as he typed the answer on the virtual keyboard feverishly. That was the boring part, specially when you type with a single hand. He was breathing painfully and trembling. His mind was obviously confused, pictures of Jenny were blurring his vision, soon he wasn't able to type anymore. He stopped and his hand went unconsciously to his crotch. That was when he realised with stupefaction that he was masturbating. There was nothing he can do to stop now, that was too late. He closed his eyes, just as Jenny closed her pulpy lips around his shaft, her beautiful gaze locked on his. She sucked twice, holding his balls in her strong hand, then she let the meaty rod to get free with a loud 'POP'. Three spurts of cum splashed on her beautiful face. Aaron felt relieved instantly. He looked at her, trying to catch his breath. She was attaching her blonde hair in a ponytail, flexing her huge biceps unintentionally, while she licked his cum with delight, smiling to him.

Suddenly, panicked, he opened his eyes to check the disaster. The desk was a mess. He looked around for something to clean the incredible amount of semen he had released. There was nothing. His trained mind had to find out something. It quickly reminded him a scene he witnessed yesterday, a slave licking the floor. He winced.
He tried to find something in the drawers, they were too heavy for him and he couldn't open any. He looked over, under the furnitures, it was useless.
He couldn't waste more time. He lunged to the desk, took a deep breath, stuck his tongue on the cold marble, and, closing his eyes, he started to lick.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he pictured Jenny smiling to him, lying back on a bed, her legs slightly spread apart, inviting him to lick her creamed cunt. He moaned softly and his tongue cleaned her joyfully while his hands caressed slowly the stone hard muscles. He took all the time he needed, enjoying each stroke his tongue applied on her delicious skin. He opened the eyes, from time to time, to check the desk, seeing nothing else than Jenny's intoxicating body, then, he closed them again to plunge back in his revery.

When he had cleaned the desk, he just realised what he have done. He would have wanted to be horrified but he wasn't, the though of his beautiful Mistress was still comforting him and he was clearly enjoying it. He just smiled and checked the desk a last time.

When he finished his inspection, he started to read the third exercise eagerly. This one was a bit harder, but he was a scientist, that wasn't a problem. He quickly calculated and typed the results, smiling. He had just realised that he was typing with two hands. He turned off the hologram and put the stones in order. Then he jumped off the chair, stood in the centre of the room and looked around. 'So, this is my new home.' he though.

He decided to wander around and see the other rooms of the mansion. He lunged to the door and his heart stopped. It was closed. "What? I'm detained?!"

"Slave! Slave!" he shouted.

A slave opened the door and bowed before him.
"Yes, Mister?"

Aaron,felt immediately relieved.

"Why is my door closed?" he asked.
"It isn't, Mister. You're just too weak to pull it open. Here, there is a button to activate the hydraulic assist." the guy said, "... Only minions and favourites can use it, Mister."
"So, you're a minion, right?"
"Yes, Mister."
"Stop calling me 'Mister'." Aaron said with a reproachful sigh.
"I can't, Mister. I'm sorry. Mistress would kill me." he answered lowering his gaze.
"Diana won't kill you, I promise."
"I'm afraid that you couldn't promise anything, Mister. You don't rule in this house. Only Mistress does. I can't believe that you don't know it, Mister."

Aaron shrugged and left the room, followed by the minion.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Minion Two, Mister. But any name will do. Usually, Mistress call me 'slave'."

Aaron sighed. No man seemed to have an ounce of pride in this new world. His first though was to launch a disdainful glance to the minion. Then, he remembered what he had just done over the desk, and he gulped, trying simultaneously to hide a tear in the corner of his eye.
"Where does this lead, Mister Two?" he asked motioning to the long corridor at his left.
"To the nursery and the slaves dormitory, Mister." the minion answered with a quizzical glance.
"And this one?"
"To the entrance and the rest of the house, Mister."
"Let's see the nursery first, then you will show me the slaves dormitory, Mister Two."
"The nursery is out of range, Mister. There is no assist for this door, and I'm afraid that we aren't strong enough to open it, even if we try together... Anyway, the room is empty, nobody is pregnant currently."
"Hmmm."
"Follow me, Mister. I show you the slaves dormitory." Mister Two said, as he opened the next door. "This is the minion's dormitory.

Aaron discovered a wide room, clear and luminous. It had a complete wall covered by large windows, which allowed the daylight to illuminate the whole space. The place was nicely enhanced by furnitures, sized for men, which reminded him the ones he used to see in twentieth century. At the far end, two minions were chatting. As soon as they realised they weren't alone, they glanced to the door and kneeled.

"Get up!" Aaron shouted.
"Yes, Mister." they both answered as they stood up, still looking at the floor.
"What are your names?"
"Minion Four, Mister."
"Minion six, Mister."
"Ok. Mister Four, Mister Six, come here, I need your help." he said. With that, he lunged to the nursery door and started to push. "Come on! Help me."

The four guys pushed with all their might but that was useless. Two of them were too close from the hinges, providing a poor leverage, and weren't really efficient. The door remained closed.
Aaron motioned them to leave and grabbed Mister Two by the shoulder. "Show me the slaves dormitory."
Mister Two nodded and opened the last door. It was an empty room, except a few mattresses on the floor. Aaron remained silent.
"It's a very nice dormitory, Mister. You should see the ones in the neighborhood... Mistress Diana is a very good Mistress."
"And Mistress Jenny?"
"I don't know, Mister. She isn't my Mistress. You'll have to find out by yourself, Mister."
"I agree, my friend. I have to find out by myself." he said, as he gave a friendly tap on the minion shoulder, "... By the way, do you know where is Jenny?"
"Mistress Jenny is working out at the gym. I can lead you if you want."
"I was going to ask, Mister Two. I was going to ask."

The minion lunged to the right aisle of the mansion and Aaron stepped behind him.

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chapter 12
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Aaron and Mr. Two went to the ground floor silently. Then, as soon as they reached the hall, Mister Two stopped in his tracks.
"What the matter, mister Two?" Aaron asked.
"Who dares to talk?" A low female voice said in a menacing tone.

Aaron advanced before the minion.
"I'm Aaron Carter, Miss. I'm Jenny's favorite. May I ask you who you are?" he answered proudly, looking at the huge woman.

The Amazon, who was standing on a pair of hight heels, was easily 8 feet tall -with the heels. She was dressed with a mini dress which barely covered her underwears, and was surrounded by two slaves, kneeling next to her, who barely reached her knees.
"Did I already meet you? You seem familiar to me." she said, not even trying to hide her annoyed tone.
"I don't think so, Miss. I would remember a person as beautiful as you." Aaron answered in a so neutral tone that the huge woman wondered if he was mocking her. But she immediately came to the conclusion that was simply impossible. Nobody would dare to try. She glanced to Mister Two and commanded him.
"Go and find your Mistress. Tell her that Miss Fucklaw is here. Quick!"

Aaron looked at the huge woman carefully while she waited in the hall. She had something strange, something that bothered him. He couldn't put a finger on it, but the more he looked at her, the more he was persuaded she was right, he had already met her. She had broad shoulders, big arms, huge boobs, and a strong jaw which made you fear for your life when she addresses to you. That's the description of almost the girls in this world.

While she was standing in the hall, her two slaves were caressing her massive legs with their frail hands. Aaron noticed immediately the ridiculousness of their sizes. They were nothing compared to her gigantic muscles. The slaves seemed to have a hard work to satisfy their Mistress, but she completely ignored them. Despite how attractive she was, Aaron looked at the slaves more carefully. He hadn't realised yet, but they were so skinny that their biceps shouldn't be more than 8" in girth. He realised then that he hadn't seen any slave since he had reborn, he had only seen minions. He gulped, realising the difference in size and in strength between them and the huge woman before him. Slaves were noticeably weaker than minions, at least these two obviously were.
She snapped her fingers and a slave stood up instantly, trembling like a leaf.
"No!" she said.
The guy went on his knees again, relieved, and his mate stood up. She pushed him between her legs and the guy started immediately to lick her cunt, trying to find a good hold on her hips to keep his balance. Aaron gasped when he saw the guy still standing between her legs! He couldn't see his face, hidden by the dress, but the guy was clearly standing straight, with just his face pushed backward by her rock hard Amazonian pelvis.
As a scientist, Aaron made a quick calculation. According that she was around 7 feet and a half, and considering the stilettos she was wearing, her pussy should be around 4 feet and a half from the floor. This guy should be 5 feet tall to reach her with his tongue! His own size!

Aaron shivered and stepped back unconsciously, until he was backed against a wall. He looked at the woman discreetly. She was checking her fingernails, as if she were alone in the room, and seemed insensible to the job of the slave, who was now engulfed by her muscular thighs. Aaron gulped again at the astonishing difference between the male torso, thin and bony, and the female leg, big, strong and muscular, almost three times the size of the man's torso.
"Mmmm! You're mine!" she said, in a threatening tone, pushing the slave head against her pussy.

Suddenly, that hit him. He felt suddenly the fear to grow bigger. She was the woman who almost raped him in the lift! The one who had beaten him to a pulp!

He couldn't stay there. Who know what she could do to him, if she recognized him too? He searched for the closest door with a quick glance and left the room silently. As soon as he was hidden, he heard Mister Two through the door.
"Mistress Diana says that she's busy and that she won't receive you today. She invites you to have another appointment with her secretary, Mistress."
"Are you kidding?" she answered angrily, putting her hands on her hips and flaring her large back.
Even through the door, Aaron could feel the humiliation in the voice of the Amazon. He couldn't help but look through the keyhole.

Miss Fucklaw had advanced toward Mister Two, towering over him menacingly. She had pulled with her the poor slave between her legs. She grabbed him by the skull and lifted him off the floor without a single glance to him, then, looking at Mister Two right in the eyes, she clenched her hand. There was instantly a horrifying crackling sound, then, the remains of the poor slave's head started to flow out between her strong fingers. The cruel murderer continued to close her hand slowly, until she made a fist. The corpse of the guy fell on the floor, in a pool of blood. She smiled cruelly and left without a word. Mister Two fell on his knees, trembling, knowing very well that he could have been killed as well as the poor guy before him. He started to cry uncontrollably.

Aaron, joined him and helped him to his feet. "Come on! Don't cry. It's over."

"Hi, Aaron!"
Aaron, turned his head toward the lovely voice. That was Betsy, Jenny's friend.
"Hi, Miss." he answered, relieved that wasn't Miss Fucklaw.
"Is Jenny here?" she asked, caressing her little pet who was actually a young guy, in his twenties, blond, good looking, except the pale skin and the extreme thinness. Aaron remembered him, he had already met him at the guy's park at school.

Mister Two kneeled before her and waited patiently.
"Talk, slave."
"Mistress Jenny is in the gym with Mistress Diana." he said, " Mistress Diana had given orders. Nobody enters. There are two guards at the door. But you can wait around the pool if you like, Mistress."

Betsy smiled.
"Aaron, follow me." she said, as she lunged to the garden.
Aaron followed her nervously. He was scared of something and that was obvious.
"What the matter, Aaron? you seem scared. Do I scare you?" she questioned.
"No, Miss. You're very nice, really. Don't worry about me."

She shrugged and continued walking until she reached the pool. She deposited her pet on the floor and looked at me as she managed to take off her T-shirt and her skimpy denim short, letting them fall on the paving without care.
Her pet, who was kneeling at her feet, took the clothes as soon as they reached the floor, then he went to a chair and folded them carefully.

Betsy took a tube of lotion in her purse and threw it to the floor.
"I don't care about you, Aaron." she said, "... But you're my friend's hubby, and I don't want her to be hurt if something occurs to you." she added as she lied face first, on the chair behind her.
The pet picked up the lotion and poured a large amount in his hand. He climbed on the chair, straddled her, and started to spread out the cream on her large back, proceeding with care from her kidneys to her wide shoulders.
"Tell me, Aaron. What is bothering you? You seem to have seen a ghost." she asked.
"Sort of... Miss Fucklaw." he said.
The pet stopped his massage, then he continued again without a glance. That was enough to  Aaron to notice that he was scared by the only though of that huge Amazonian woman.
"She's dangerous, Aaron. Try to avoid her in the future."
"I know" he said, "I have seen what she has done to that poor guy, in the hall"
"That was only a slave, honey. Who cares?... But that bitch has ruined the marble tiles with his blood. She will pay for that, for sure. Diana is very strict about that." she said smiling. She looked at Aaron carefully and questioned him again.
"Did she menace you?"
"No."
"Good."
"Anyway, I don't feel very secure, knowing that she's around." Aaron said, looking at the pet to straddle Betsy's calf -which was bigger than his torso- and apply some lotion on her thigh, then start to rub it slowly.
"Don't worry. I'm here with you. You're safe."
"Thank you, Betsy. You're an angel."
Betsy giggled. That was probably the first time that someone, specially a guy, called her 'an angel'. Aaron smiled , then, he lied on a chair, close to Betsy.
She looked at him, still smiling, and motioned to the pet who was now sitting on the other calf. "He never calls me 'angel'." she said, giggling.
"Of, course, Betsy. He isn't allowed to talk."
Betsy stopped her giggles and shrugged. She bent her leg slightly, and the pet was clamped between her heavy calf and her huge thigh, literally propelled, face first, on her hard ass.
"Lick my ass." she spat, pushing his head with her toes.
The guy nuzzled in her ass crack and started licking without hesitation. She looked at Aaron with a satisfied smile and released the pet who continued to lick loudly.
Aaron shrugged and looked to the sky, trying to not stare at Betsy's ass which was a perfect combination of muscularity and femininity. The guy was nestled between Betsy's legs, completely hidden by the muscular limbs. Nevertheless, Aaron could hear him and his muffled moans. He was clearly enjoying it. Aaron felt a bit aroused and his cock stiffened. Betsy couldn't not notice, as he was lying on his back close to her.
"Never licked an ass, Aaron?" she mocked, "You will see, honey. Jenny's one is delicious."

[mermoz]

Your stories are at least as good as your art thank you very much. Hope they'll keep going. I liked the crush scene and the contrast with the "gentle" girl....

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chapter 13
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"Are you talking about me?" Jenny said as she towered above Aaron while she glanced to Betsy with a big smile.
"Not really." Betsy answered, "we were talking about 'licking'." she added motioning to the small guy between her legs.

Jenny noticed the pet licking her friend's ass crank hungrily and sighed.
"Oh! I see." she said, turning to Aaron. "Let me the chair, Honey. I want to chat with my friend."
"Sure, Jenny." he answered instantly, before he corrected himself, "I mean... Sure, honey." he said, trying to behave as lovingly as he could.

Obviously, it was a way to catch her attention.
Even if he ignored it himself, he was completely in love with that huge Amazon. Jenny was his owner, his protector, and now his wife. She was becoming progressively, without him really fighting against it, his true and only love.
Sadly, she faked to not notice, letting Aaron in a painful and cruel doubt about her feelings toward him. Not that she wanted to hurt him, she just didn't know how to react, still wondering if he was sincere or was acting by interest. However, she felt really happy.

Aaron stood there a moment, close to the chair, looking at Jenny  while she lied on it. He was trying to act normally but his little heart was bruised by the disdainful behaviour of his mistress and love. She flattened her big boobs against the mat as she put her hands on her back to reach the knot of her bikini. He felt his cock to harden in his tiny short and reddened a bit, but none noticed.
Jenny's muscles were huge. They had been pumped to their max during the work-out, which, finally, seemed to be more than a simple cardio session. She untied her top and threw it to the floor. Then, she did the same with her bottom. Aaron, glanced to her ass. It was surpassing Betsy's one. It was just pure perfection. Two hard balls of muscles, coated by a thin but perfect layer of golden skin.
"Aaron!" Jenny said.
"Yes, honey?"
"What are you waiting? Take my clothes and fold them properly on a chair."

Aaron didn't say a word, he took the clothes quickly and carried them next to Betsy's ones. Then, he returned close to Jenny.
"Do you want something else, honey?" he asked.
Jenny glanced to Betsy then back to Aaron and answered timidly, "No."
"What's the fuck, Jenny!" Betsy said indignant, then she turned to Aaron, "Listen to me, big boy. Jenny has her ass licked every day by a slave, since she's 16. So you're going to lick her, right now. Do you understand?"
"That's not necessary." Jenny interrupted, "I don't want to force him." she added firmly. Then, she called a slave before Betsy could argue anything.
"Betsy?" she asked, "... I need to tell you something."
"I have something to tell you too." her friend added smiling, with a smile which made Jenny to wonder if Betsy already knew what she was about to tell. The pretty blonde continued.
"It's about Miss Fucklaw. She was here." Betsy said, giving little squeezes with her buttocks. The pet immediately licked with a quicker pace, and she stopped.
"I know." Jenny said, "I was with my mother when a slave came to announce her."

Mister two arrived and knelt before Jenny.

"Lick my ass." Jenny commanded to him as she spread her legs slightly.
Mister Two glanced to Aaron quizzically. He really liked his new master, almost considering him as a friend. He was clearly asking him to react. After all, Aaron was her husband, that was his duty, his honour and pleasure to lick her. He couldn't understand why Aaron didn't lick her and he certainly didn't want to offence his friend.

Aaron looked at Jenny's ass shivering in anticipation. That couldn't be worse than what happened in the room, he had licked his own cum. Plus, he had fantasised about her, about her body, touching her in his day dream, licking her too. He was fully aware that he wanted it, despite the disgusting idea of licking an ass, he really wanted it. Plus, that was a good opportunity to show her his feelings, or at least his acceptance of his new status in her world.
He stopped Mister Two in his tracks as he was going to straddle her.
"That's my pleasure to lick your ass, honey." he said, "Nobody is going to do it anymore when I'm around." he added, pushing Mister Two apart.
Mister Two stepped back and knelt, relieved, then  Aaron nuzzled between Jenny's buttocks without a word and tried to reach her ass crank with his face.

He quickly realised that was harder than he initially though. Her muscles were way too hard to be pushed apart without her consent. He didn't want to be rough with his love -as if he hadn't realised yet that he couldn't- so he just touched her ass cheeks gently with his hands and kissed them tenderly, waiting patiently at her goodwill. From time to time he licked them, as a way to let her know that he was really ready to go further but she continued to ignore him for a moment despite the fact that she was truly enjoying the tender kisses of her tiny lover.

Betsy continued.
"She crushed a slave in the hall and has ruined the floor. She almost killed this one" she said, motioning to Mister Two.

Aaron was busy on Jenny's butt, relaxing it under his soft caresses and long kisses. Finally, it relaxed completely. He pushed his face deeper. His jaws opened slowly, fighting against the flesh around them, and his tongue extended out of his mouth. As soon as he touched her ass crank, she flexed uncontrollably. Hopefully, it was a slight flex. Aaron jumped but he felt relieved instantly as she relaxed her ass completely again, offering him more room to nuzzle against her ass crank. He started to lick and, oddly, he found himself moaning as he did, he had just won his first challenge against her, at least that was what he thought. His strokes became harder and harder. His tongue started to hurt but he couldn't stop. He tried to push it in her ass hole. She was moaning too now. He felt her hand on his head. She grabbed it and pushed it deeper. He was pushed against her ass hole, he extended his tongue to its full length, exploring her hole with its tip, licking with care, then from time to time, swallowing his saliva melted to her juices. He hadn't realised yet, but he was fully erect. His cock was harder and bigger than ever, ready to explode in his shorts.

Meanwhile the two Amazons continued to talk and the conversation quickly focused on the cruel Miss Fucklaw.
"I wonder why she wants to see my mother" Jenny said, relocating unknowingly Aaron's face against her pussy.

For the small guy that was a dream come true and he didn't hesitate a split second, he started to lick her with care, honouring the delicious gift she was offering to him. He even used his small fingers to push her big labia apart and swallow the hot juices which had coated his face and were flowing between her legs.

"I don't know" Betsy answered, "but Aaron says that she was really upset. He was trembling when I arrived, as well as him." she added as she motioned to Mister Two.
"Fucklaw is a bitch" Jenny shouted, clearly annoyed by the behaviour of that huge Amazon toward her favourite.

Aaron stopped instantly his job and knelt between Jenny's huge thighs. The big girl glanced to him and smiled.
"I want to..." he started to say but she interrupted him almost instantly.
"Aaron... why don't you go and clean the gym with him?" she said, glancing to Mister Two, "I need to talk in private with my friend. Plus my mother wants to see you."
"But..."
Jenny put her long finger on his lips and he stopped on his tracks.
"Sure. I'm sorry, Jenny." he corrected himself. Then, he glanced to the minion kneeling on the floor and commanded...
"Mister Two, we have a work to do. Let's go."

Jenny smiled. She watched the two guys to leave and turned to her friend. She motioned to the pet between her legs.
"I don't want him to..."
Betsy didn't let her to finish.
"OK! OK!" she said, amused, as she clamped her huge thighs around her pet's ears, "He can't hear anymore. What's the matter? "
Jenny smiled and lied on the chair.
"Do you know what is a Maxima, Betsy? I mean... Do you know why they are so special?"
"Sure!" Betsy said, then she looked at her friend carefully. It was obvious that she was waiting for a more detailed answer, she continued, "They are taller, at least one feet taller than usual women, they are way stronger" she added, giggling and flexing her huge biceps, "... and very, very sexy."
"And..." Jenny continued, clearly indicating that there was something else.
"Oh! sure!... They are the higher cast in our society."
"And..." Jenny continued, looking at her friend quizzically, wondering if she was knowingly forgetting the sexual aspect of the Maxima. Maybe she didn't know? Jenny felt uneasy. Betsy was her best friend, she had to tell her the whole truth.
"Listen to me, Betsy. I'm going to tell you something which must remain secret." she said.
Betsy smiled then nodded, not really understanding the serious tone of her friend. Jenny approached her chair to her friend's one, sat close to her and touched her thigh tenderly.
"Do you heard about a right called 'Prima nocta' ?" she asked.


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chapter 14
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Meanwhile, in the mansion, Mister Two opened the door of the gym. The strong scent of Diana's and Jenny's sweat was still present in the room and the minion breathed deeply to inhale the more air he could get. Aaron smiled but he just realised that he was glad to smell Jenny's perfume when he entered the room. That was somehow reassuring.

"Oh, no! They have let the dumbbells on the floor." Mr. Two said, exasperated.
"So what?" Aaron asked, approaching to a dumbbell.
"You don't understand. We have to put them on the rack there!"
"So what is the problem?" he asked again.
"They're at least 100 lbs each!" The minion said, motioning to the closest one, "That is the problem."
Aaron looked a dumbbell at his feet. It was really huge. There was twenty plates weighting 10lbs each, the whole thing was about 220lbs counting the bar!

He quickly realised that it was impossible to lift it, at least alone. The thing was way too heavy. They should try together, each grabbing one side of the dumbbell. Sadly, the bar was completely full, there was no room remaining at the ends to grab it properly. The task could be more difficult than he expected.
Anyway, he tried to lift it, not really imagining that he could have the slightest chance to achieve it, but to estimate the weight. Of course, that was useless, he couldn't even move it.

The minion ignored him and pushed a 100lbs dumbbell to the rack, making it roll instead of trying to lift it which was obviously impossible to him. Aaron imitated him, then when he arrived close to the rack, he tried to lift the heavy dumbbell with both hands. Surprisingly, he managed to lift it. In fact, that was more like a deadlift. When the dumbbell reached his midsection, Aaron couldn't go any further. He feeble arms started to tremble and it was clear that he couldn't curl it even once, even less to lift it at eye level to put it on the rack. He let it fall on the floor.

Mister two pulled on a metallic arm. Aaron glanced to him. There was a sort of crane, a chain rolled around a pulley fixed to the ceiling. The minion unrolled the chain silently and attached it to the dumbbell.

"May you pull on the chain, Mister Aaron? I lead the dumbbell to its place."

Aaron did as Mister Two has suggested and the two guys managed to lift the dumbbell.

Even with the pulley, that wasn't easy. Firstly, because his thin arms didn't help much to the job,  and he had to use his bodyweight to pull on the chain. Secondly, because the dumbbell was almost equal Aaron's bodyweight and the poor guy was propelled upward each time he tried to pull. In fact, he had to jump, grab the chain, and wait for the gravity to let him go down while the dumbbell slowly travelled up.
Mr. Two was accustomed to that cleaning routine, else, he would have probably burst out laughing.

Instead, he detached the chain peacefully then knelt before the second dumbbell while Aaron was looking at the weight, still panting.
"Do you want to try and lift it again, Mister?" the minion asked smiling, as he released the chain, now fixed to the dumbbell.
Aaron shrugged and jumped to grab the chain, the higher he could get, while Mister Two watched the dumbbell to take off and prevented it to swing carefully.
While he jumped silently a couple of times more, Aaron couldn't help but imagine Jenny lifting those huge weights and he wondered how strong she could be. When he came out of his revery, the dumbbell was stored on the rack.

Both guys lunged to the 220lbs dumbbells and pushed them, as they had just done with the other ones.
Surprisingly, this time, the dumbbells didn't move. They were so much sunk in the mat, that the thick material prevented them to roll. Without hesitation, they joined their forces to move them, one after the other. So, both pushing on a single dumbbell at a time, they managed to drive them to the rack.

Aaron looked at the pulley with a worried grin.
"That's useless, Two." he said, " That dumbbell is too heavy. You must weight 100lbs... Put together we are what? 210lbs?... This thing weighs 220lbs. That's mathematically impossible to lift it with a pulley. Even if we were strong enough, which I doubt, we aren't heavy enough. The dumbbell is heavier than us."
Mr. Two scratched his hair sceptically.
"I don't know, Mister."
"Believe me. You can't lift more than your own weight with a pulley, and we are only 210lbs."

Mr Two looked around, checking the benches, while Aaron tried to find a solution. He stopped before one of them, which was covered with sweat and what looked like white goo.
"I guess that we are supposed to clean it" Aaron said, looking around, searching for a rag or a sponge to clean the bench.
"It's OK! I'm going to lick it." Mr Two answered with a forced smile as he started to lick the bench. "That's Diana's pre-cum." he explained, licking eagerly.
Aaron felt repulsed but Mr Two continued his task peacefully. He even seemed to enjoy it.
"You have just licked Mistress Jenny's ass and you have enjoyed it." he said, wiping his lips with his sleeves, "... So don't look so shocked."

Aaron wanted to answer back but he didn't. Mr. Two had just knelt before him, his face against the floor. They weren't alone anymore!
Aaron could feel an overwhelming presence in the room. That wasn't Jenny. That was...

"Diana?" he asked as he turned toward her, hoping that he was going to meet her for the very first time.

He froze instantly when his gaze met her, or to be exact, the two huge pillars of muscles before him. In a split second, he realised with horror that he barely reached her crotch. He had always imagined her taller than Jenny but she was far beyond his expectations.

"Mistress Diana." she corrected in a so serious tone that Aaron gulped.

He looked up to her eyes sheepishly but his gaze was blocked by her large bosom, preventing him to see her face. His vision was surrounded by massive muscles everywhere. He stood there petrified until he felt a hand lifting him off the floor and carrying him on a bench against the wall. Even there, standing on the bench, he barely reached her nipples -he could tell because they were clearly visible through the tight dress. He tried to step back instinctively but the wall prevented him to move.

He saw her face, finally, when he dared to look at her. He felt immediately reassured and smiled to her.
Diana was almost identical to her daughter. The similitude was stunning except, maybe, that her jaws were a bit more angular, and her cheeks were stronger, which gave her a more intimidating look, but he was accustomed now to be intimidated. What else would you expect from an Amazon like her ? She was born to intimidate men. And he seemed to be reborn in that world to be intimidated his whole lifetime.

"You're skinnier than I remembered." she said, sizing him carefully, "Take off your shirt so I could check your puny muscles."

Aaron felt deeply humiliated hearing this but he remained silent and complied.
He had obviously lost a few pounds since he had remained asleep during his travel, but he remembered those days when he was preparing the mission, where he was fit and had a pretty good endurance.
He took off his shirt, trying to hide his discomfort, but he couldn't help but stare at Diana's arms, and that made him nervous. She noticed instantly.
"Are you skinny." she said, grabbing his upper arm between her thumb and her forefinger then massaging it carefully, "I guess your arms are barely eleven inches... probably ten inches in girth." she added, then she grabbed the two 220lbs dumbbells which were still on the floor and curled them twice before she let them on the rack. "Mine are way bigger, as you can see" she commented, winking to him and flexing her huge biceps before his eyes, "Do you like them?"
"Y... Y... Yes, Mistress." he managed to say nervously.

Diana smiled to him. "You're so sexy, slave. I figure easily why my daughter loves you." she said, grabbing his pants by the rim and starting to unbutton them slowly.
"My name is Aaron, Mistress." he managed to say. Diana smiled.

She continued peacefully to unbutton the pants. He looked down at her arms and gulped at the view of the big pumped muscles. She moved her long and sexy fingers expertly. Her hands on his crotch reminded him the girl in the shop. She seemed to find him very attractive. She said that he was so skinny, so sexy. Aaron suddenly  realised that calling him 'puny' or 'skinny' was, in fact, a compliment. He looked at Diana in the eyes and smiled timidly.

The huge woman returned the smile and pulled his pants to his ankles, then, sliding her large hand between his bony legs, she lifted him off the bench and threw the pants away, handling him like a puppet.
"Did you ever heard about the 'prima nocta', Aaron?" she asked, letting him on the bench again.
"No... I mean 'yes'... but why are you asking?"
She ripped his briefs apart and threw them on the floor.
"Because I'm going to take you, Aaron." she said, looking at his small pecker and trying to hide a surprised smile. She didn't want to hurt his feelings. Not that she really cared, but she had promised to Jenny.
"Take me?... What do you mean?" he asked.
"I'm going to fuck you. That's what I mean." she answered as she pulled her dress over her head and threw it to the floor, next to his clothes, at Mr. Two's feet. The slave took the clothes and folded them carefully before he let them on a bench. Diana motioned him to leave and he left the room without a word.

She remained completely naked, except for the hight heels she was wearing, which made her rock hard calves to jut out, and gave surprisingly feminine curves to her muscular legs. Aaron stared at her without a word and she pulled him to her. He fall on the floor, standing before her gigantic legs. He couldn't help but to look up to her crotch. Her strong muscles prevented him to see her pussy completely but he realised instantly that she was already wet. She spread her legs slowly to lower her clit to his mouth level then rubbed it with her forefinger, inviting him to take it in his mouth. But Aaron couldn't help but think about Jenny. He was sure, now, that he loved her, and he didn't want to cheat on her, moreover with her own mother. He tried to step back to find out that he was trapped against the bench.
"I can't do that, Mistress. I love Jenny and..."
"Take it!" she commanded in a menacing tone.
Aaron complied and took the juicy flesh in his mouth.
"That's it... I will tell Jenny how obedient and how cute you are. She will be proud of you."

Despite the numerous and contradictory feelings he was experiencing, the warm sensation his tongue was giving him felt very good. He was licking timidly at first, then, the more he licked, the more he tried to apply pressure on her flesh which was almost unnoticed by the huge Amazon. He even moaned from time to time, obviously aroused by that woman who could crush him at any moment unknowingly. He sucked hungrily on her clit, yet she didn't react. He couldn't hear her, he couldn't feel her shivering, he couldn't feel the slightest movement of her Amazonian body. That was truly frustrating. He looked up, seeing nothing else that muscles and tits, then he looked back to her clit and plunged his face furiously against her wet pussy. His teeth encircled her meaty clit then he bit her. She moaned softly, muffling her pleasure with her lips. He felt a surprising joy at her reaction and he moaned too, realising he could please her, even with his insignificant body. He bit her again, harder. She shivered but she remained silent, instead, she grabbed his head and pushed it against her, soaking his whole face with her abundant juices and taking care to insert her clit in his mouth.

Aaron squirmed. He hadn't take a sufficient breath and was lacking of air. He tried to free himself. That was useless, she was way too strong. He started to hit her on her thighs and abdominals. She moaned again.
"Oh, yes! Continue! Don't stop!" she said rubbing his face against her pussy, "Breath slowly... Use your nose... MUMMMM!!"
Aaron gagged.
That wasn't only the big amount of juices. Her clit seemed to grow bigger and bigger. He stopped to pound her. She kept him in place.
"In case you're wondering... YES... my clit is growing." she said, relaxing a bit to feel the juicy appendage to fill his mouth slowly.
"It's not only growing, love..." she added, keeping Aaron in place as he gagged loudly, "It's lubricating your mouth, your throat, then all your frail body with my pre-cum."

Aaron tried to tell something but he couldn't, a long spurt of hot juices invaded his mouth and flowed down his throat. At that very moment Diana started to push his head back and forth, and he visualised him, giving her a blow-job. That was odd. But, the more he tried to erase that vision of his mind, the more he visualised it. He tried to focus his gaze on her clit, but he couldn't, that was all blurr. Then he felt another spurt and her throbbing clit lengthened, going down his throat. He gagged loudly. This time, long droplets of juices ran down his chin and fell to the floor. She drove him in and out a couple of times more and her long appendage grew a couple of inches almost immediately. Aaron tried instinctively to swallow and closed his mouth on her meaty clit. She moaned, obviously pleasured, and pushed him away from her, letting her long shaft to slide off his mouth slowly. She did it very slowly, controlling the whole move, to allow him to figure its full length. As she did, he grabbed it in his hands, sizing it and feeling it. He gagged again as she shoot another stream of juices in his throat. His whole mouth was filled out and he puked loudly a thick white goo.
"Pre-cum, love. Don't waste it." she said, closing his mouth around her big she-cock and keeping it closed until he swallowed the whole shot, "It will help your body to accommodate to my cock when it reach its full length."
Aaron hands pushed on the big shaft. It was already huge and he couldn't imagine it any bigger. He had to push it out of his mouth.
That wasn't an easy task because of the huge amount of juices lubricating the pole. She held it in place easily. His hands slipped and his thumbs entered accidentally her wet vagina. She moaned even louder than before.

Instantly, Aaron felt the big cock to lengthen and something pushing his thumbs outward. He was trying to find out what, when there was a squishy sound and something came out of her vagina with a loud 'POP'. His hands grabbed the whole thing which he recognized immediately as balls.  A huge pair of balls. He tried his best to take the cock out of his mouth, not really knowing if he was disgusted or scared. No way! The thing was way too big now and was stretching his jaws dangerously. He couldn't move them, they were now wide open like if he had a tennis ball in his mouth. That was starting to be painful and he pounded on her abs again, with the same result. She moaned loudly and pushed her cock in his mouth. It bent slowly as it went down, sliding in his throat delicately as it was allowed to enter. Obviously, the pre-cum had already achieved to modify his cells, making the guy nerves, bones and muscles more resistant, more flexible, and more important, less sensible to the unbelievable pain he would have experienced.

Aaron wasn't really conscious of what was happening. He just remained there hanging on her she-cock which was stiffening and lifting him off the floor in the process.
Diana grabbed her nipples and pulled her heavy tits apart, allowing her to see the little guy hanging on her shaft.

When she checked that he was hold tightly, she walked to the full length mirror on the wall and looked at their reflects. He was hanging a foot off the floor, his arms holding her cock firmly, probably trying to decrease the tension in his neck. She smiled.
"Let me to help you, love" she said, grabbing his waist with both hands and using him as a sex toy to jerk her meaty cock. She pulled him in and out for a long moment, looking at him through the mirror. She was obviously enjoying it. Him, on the contrary, seemed to be senseless.
He remained silent all the way long -of course- , looking at her with an odd inexpressive gaze, until she reached her orgasm roaring like a wild beast, and let him to slide down along her long cock. He fell on the floor carelessly and remained in a pool of white goo almost senseless for a moment. He tried to tell something but he gagged and vomited a bowl of hot semen.

She helped him on his feet and held him facing the mirror. He didn't recognize himself. His face was distorted, his jaw dislocated, even his shoulders had an awkward shape. She smiled seeing his horrified grin and reassured him while she stroked her enormous cock.
"Don't worry." she said, relocating his jaw with her free hand, "Everything is going to be OK in a couple of hours...That's the pre-cum effect, you are more flexible and elastic, that prevent you to be dislocated or ripped in half." she added, lifting him off the floor by the jaw while she rubbed the tip of her cock against his asshole.
"Now, let me to pleasure you, love." she said reassuringly. With that, she sat him on top of her cock and his asshole expanded slowly around her shaft. As soon as she released him,  the gravity did the rest, he started to slide down until his buttocks pounded on her balls.

He emitted a soft cry, mostly surprise, because he couldn't feel any pain, only pleasure. She caressed his hair and he moaned. Against all odds, he was enjoying it. He started to swing on her cock slowly, clearly wanting to feel it better. That was a strange feeling but so pleasurable. He begged her.
"Please, Mistress. Help me! I want to fuck you!" he asked, kissing her tits hungrily
Diana smiled at the statement. She just couldn't imagine a guy fucking a girl. That was a nonsense.
"Grab my nipples" she proposed, as she brushed her hair with her fingers, looking at her in the mirror, and keeping him against her with one hand.
Aaron did as she suggested and pulled him up and down a couple of times. The pleasure was intense and he moaned loudly, nuzzling in her cleavage. But his pitiful arms were too feeble to allow him to do these kind of pull-ups hanging on her nipples.
He let him to slide down almost crying.
"Please, Mistress, please! Help me!" he asked again between pants and sobs.

Diana tied her blond hair and put her hands on her hips.
"Help you! What for?"
"For me to... fuck you, Mistress. Please!" He answered sheepishly, realising how pitiful he was.
"You can't fuck me, love" she said, amused, "... but I can help you to be fucked." she corrected, "Is that what you want?"
Aaron realised the awkwardness of the situation and started to cry. "Yes, Mistress. Please. That's what I want... I want you to fuck me."

He couldn't see her. That was too frustrating to Diana, so she turned him to face the mirror and commanded him to grab her nipples again to catch his balance.
She put her hands on her hips again and looked at him.

This time, he could see him for the very first time since they have started their sexual intercourse. He was literally impaled on her huge cock, his legs dangling each side of her big balls, and was trying to keep his balance holding her nipples. Then he realised.
"But... But... But you're really fucking me!" he shouted to her through the reflect in the mirror.
Diana laughed loudly.
"Of course, I'm fucking you!" she replied back, "And you're loving it." she added.
As to emphasize, she grabbed him by the waist and started to slide him up and down her cock effortlessly. He muffled a cry of surprise then closed his eyes to enjoy that crazy new feelings. He was in heaven, moaning louder and louder in Diana's strong hands. In no time, he started to squirm like a worm and he ejaculated like never, sending the full load against the large mirror.
Diana continued to pump him, in and out carefully, thinking that was only pre-cum, not realising he had just came until he passed out in her hands.

She looked at the small spot of cum to slide down the mirror and realised that was nothing compared to her woman cum. She felt a thrill through her Amazonian body, realising again -as if needed- the huge difference between her and that pitiful guy from the twentieth century. Her veiny cock started to throb again. That was too much and she came instantly. She held him firmly and filled out his ass with her hot cum. The thick goo flowed out of his ruined ass, running down her cock and coating her huge balls as she pulled him away.

She threw him across the room carelessly, knowing very well that the pre-cum effect was still protecting him. The goo, which was falling to the floor in long droplets, suddenly splashed on the mirror forcefully, as she experienced another set of powerful spasms.

Then, she remained there a moment, facing the mirror, panting heavily, watching her heavy bosom to go up and down as she breathed, flexing her abs, admiring her huge quads, flexing her herculean biceps, while her thick cock disappeared in her vagina. With that, she lunged to the shower without a single glance to Aaron, who lied unconscious on the floor.


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chapter 15
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When he woke up, Aaron was lying on Jenny's bed. His vision was blurry and he had no idea where he was. Nevertheless her delicate perfume, melted to her warm breath, relaxed him instantly, she was here with him, that was enough to calm him down. He had nothing to fear. Her scent was somehow as reassuring as her strong and massive muscles.

"Good morning, honey." she said as she approached him.
"What happened to me, Miss?... I mean, Jenny... Honey?" he asked, " I feel like a squirrel hit by a truck. I can't remember anything and..."
She bent forward to kiss him, crushing the poor guy unknowingly under her heavy tits.
"Don't worry, honey. It's all fine." she answered, smashing her perfect lips on his, and giving him a little peck.

Aaron, closed his eyes, enjoying the tender kiss she was offering him like he never enjoyed a kiss. That was a gift, a hint -if not a proof- that she was caring him, and maybe, that she was loving him.
"Don't worry about what happened to you." she said sitting close to him on the bed, "You will recover the memory sooner or later. Now, honey, you wanted to report me something about Miss Fucklaw... Tell me, hon. Did she annoy you?" she added, grabbing his tiny hand and letting it on her muscular thigh, then caressing it tenderly between her thumb and her forefinger.

"Miss Fucklaw? Yes, I mean 'No', she didn't annoy me when she came here but..."

Jenny stopped her caresses as he stopped talking and she looked at him quizzically, summoning him to continue.

"I recognized her." he said, "She's the woman who molested me in the lift and sent me to the hospital."
"What?" she exclaimed, "That bitch?... How did she dare?" she added standing up, "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure." He answered, staring at his unbelievable girlfriend.

She was wearing a tight red dress which seemed like a second skin on her muscular frame. The cloth was very short, barely covering her panties. It had a deep neckline and no sleeves. Aaron looked at the dress carefully. There was something odd. That was the first time she was wearing it, but somehow, it sounded familiar.
She was clenching her fists and her arms were tensed to a point where big veins appeared under her smooth skin. Even her shoulders seemed more defined, not only he could clearly see the different parts of the deltoids but he could even distinguish each fibre of the different muscles.
He glanced to her. She was clenching her teeth. Her face seemed harder and more angular. She reminded him Diana.
'That's the same dress that Diana was wearing when I met her for real' he though.

Then that hit him. In a split second, he remembered the whole scene, him cleaning the gym, Diana, the dress, the huge co...
Aaron froze instantly. He wasn't sure anymore.  Fucked by a huge female cock? That couldn't be possible!
Then, thinking about it, he didn't care if he had been fucked roughly by Diana. He had enjoyed it. No. He was just wondering if  that was a dream. He was wondering if all the girls in that world could be the same, specially Jenny. He just imagined Jenny with a big hard cock and his little pecker reacted instantly, hardening and thickening to a point that it could have ripped his briefs apart.
Jenny didn't notice. She was clearly upset by the behaviour of her professor, and she was probably thinking about a way to get a proper revenge. She brushed against her thick nipple with her thumb and a hologram of Diana appeared close to her.
"Hi, mum!" she said by rote.
"Hi, Jen! How is he going? I hope I hadn't been too rude with him."
"He's fine, mum, he's fine." she said, smiling timidly as well as realising that he was staring at her strangely. His gaze was travelling continuously from her eyes to her crotch. There was no doubt about his interrogations. She ignored him for a moment and focused on her call.
"I know who brutalized him, mum... Yes... Sure... Miss Fucklaw, that bitch!" she announced.

There was a long silence, then the hologram disappeared without any warning.
Jenny glanced to Aaron with a satisfied smile, the affair was in good hands now. Nothing was going to stop her mother in her way to punish the aggressor of her minion.

"I assume that you want to ask me something else, don't you?" she demanded both amused and anxious, not aware yet of the feelings of her little man.
Aaron didn't answer, but he nodded silently.
Jenny approached close to the bed and put her hands on her hips.
"Tell me, honey. What do you want to ask me?... Is that about what happened two days ago?" she asked, knowing perfectly what he wanted to ask her.
"Two days ago?"
"Yes. When you met mum in the gym." she said.  She sat next to him and continued "You passed out and I carried you here."
"You mean that I was sleeping during two days?"
"And a half..." she corrected.

He looked at her, dumbfounded, for a moment. Then, his gaze went from her eyes to her crotch again.
She couldn't to ignore it indefinitely. She took a long breath, looking toward the ceiling, and mumbled a timid 'Yes'.
"Yes?" he asked, wondering what she had in mind.
"The answer to your question..." she replied, "Yes, she has one... Now, I want you to answer honestly. Did you enjoy it, Aaron?" she asked, visibly troubled.

Aaron felt incredibly guilty. He would have liked to tell her that he didn't enjoy it, but that was a lie. He had really enjoyed to be fucked unconscious by the huge Amazon. He looked at Jenny for a moment then started to answer, sure he was that she could understand. In fact, he hoped they were building a strong trustful relationship and he certainly didn't want to ruin it.
"Yes, I did..." he confessed, " I tried to argue but your mother is so powerful. I couldn't stop her... You know it." he said, "Then, i realised how much she looks like you. I mean she has the same blue eyes, the same lovely nose, the same hair. She looked like you. I just imagined that was you... I had the better sex in my life... That was wonderful." he added lowering his gaze to the floor, not daring to look at her anymore.

Jenny smiled broadly.
"In case you're wondering if I have a retractile cock myself, the answer is 'Yes, hun, I got one'? All the Maxima do. I just expect you're glad to hear that." she said, looking at him carefully.
Then she put her long forefinger on his lips, as he was going to say something, and prevented him to answer. "If you prefer, I can keep it hidden." she added, standing up before him.

Aaron, knelt on the bed and firmly encircled one of her huge thighs with his tiny arms, as if he could prevent her to leave. She could have dragged him across the mansion without even noticing but she preferred to stop and wait. He rubbed his cheek against her huge hamstrings, moaning softly, enjoying the feeling of the hard muscles on his tender body, smelling her strong and addictive perfume, then he answered timidly, "No, no, please... Just be yourself. You're a Maxima, act as a Maxima" he said, "... That's the way I love you."

Jenny closed her eyes and small tears ran down her cheeks which she prevented to fall by tilting her head slightly. She wiped them discreetly, she didn't want Aaron to notice.

He had started to kiss her legs tenderly. She remained quiet and tried to enjoy it despite the urge she had to grab him in her arms and kiss him wildly. Aaron didn't realise it, he continued to caress and kiss her until he reached the lower hem of the dress, then he pulled it upward without asking her, he uncovered her sexy glutes, and continued to kiss her carefully. He was lost in a revery. A day dream in which the loving Amazon was probably covering his frail body with her amazing muscles, in a very sensual, caring and loving hug. If he had been more attentive, he had probably noticed she was wishing the same thing at that very moment. That could have been for real and probably settled their love forever.

Instead, Jenny took his arms away and faced him. He glanced to her quizzically. She smiled at the sight of his cute face asking for more.
"Stand up!" she commanded, keeping her mouth ajar sexily, in an obvious provocative way, clearly inviting him to kiss her on the lips. Aaron stood up immediately and approached his face feverishly, instantly aroused by the sight of his mistress in such a provocative pose. Sadly, even standing on the bed, he didn't reach her juicy and sexy lips. He grabbed the strings of her dress and pulled himself up to her, missing his goal, but making her to hoist him in the air, while he could kiss her properly.
After a long, hot and juicy kiss, he was released on the bed. She pulled down her dress, rearranging it sensually, then she went to the door.
"Take a nap, hun. I must go to school now and you need to refill your little body with energy."  she said, winking at him sexily and disappearing with the grace of an angel despite of her Amazonian frame.

Aaron stood up quickly and ran after her.
"Jenny! Jenny!" he shouted.
The towering Amazon stopped in her tracks and looked at him amused, as he tried to encircle her thighs with his tiny arms.
In her high platforms, the hem of her dress was rubbing his hair. She teasingly pulled the cloth above his head and covered it. Then, she opened her legs slightly, tensing the cloth on purpose. This had two effects, firstly that pushed his face firmly against her crotch, secondly that kept him trapped downthere.
"Who's calling?" she teased, "Is there anybody there?"
"That's not funny" he managed to say between her mammoth legs, "I just wanted to kiss you goodbye."
"Oh! I see. So what are you waiting? Kiss me, stupid." she answered laughing.
Aaron complied and kissed her passionately, kissing her pussy instead of her mouth. Her clit was her tongue, her labias her lips. He didn't care really, as soon as he pleased her, he could do anything. He performed the more sensual French kiss of his whole life, then he stopped after a while, only to catch his breath.
She released him, lifting her dress slightly, and hoisted him in the air.
"I'm late for school, hun, and you can't come with me. You're still too weak." she stated, " Instead, I want you to do my maths. Do you want to do them for me?"
"Sure! Anything you want."
Jenny smiled, still hoisting him at arm length, "The stones are in my suite. You will find the exercises easily" she said, "By the way, there is a new set of pics in the stones. You're authorized to materialize one of them if you want." she said giggling.
Aaron remembered the huge hologram in the center of Jenny's room and a thrill crossed his body. The sudden shaking was so intense that it was more than enough to make his oversized underpants to slide down his thin legs, just as his little pecker started to spring to life.
Jenny laughed loudly and let him on the floor. "I see you like the idea." she teased, crouching and pulling his briefs up again. She rubbed his hair tenderly then left, giggling like a little girl.
Aaron ran to Jenny's room without messing a single second. He went directly to her desk, jumped on the chair, and inserted one of the two stones remaining on the desk in the matching hole.
"Oh!" he mumbled, a bit disappointed, "... The maths. Well, maybe I should do the maths first." he though. Then, he started to read the first exercise. Of course, that was useless, his blurred mind was desperately occupied by the vision of Jenny's body materialized in the middle of the room. He decided to try the other stone. After all, he had all the day long to do the maths. He switched the stones and started to search in the folders. It wasn't long before he found the new set of pics, it was called 'From Maxima with Love'.
Aaron eyes almost fell of their sockets. On each picture, there was Jenny, naked, exposing her herculean anatomy in sexy poses, flexing her huge muscles, driving the sight of the viewer on the right spots. Her gaze was hooked to the camera, provocative, almost hypnotic, as if she wanted to say something to him. Her crotch was gracefully hidden by an adequate pose or a thick limb, letting his imagination to complete the scene, forcing his boiling brain to focus on that part of the picture as well. That was until he reached the twentieth and last picture. She was facing the camera with a teasing smile, standing on her high heels, her hands on her hips,  flexing her huge quads, flaring her lats, and on top of that, exposing her fully erected she-cock proudly. Aaron jumped off his chair, almost falling backward, trembling, not really knowing what he was feeling at that very moment. Surprise? Fear? Admiration? Lust? Jealousy? Maybe both. He couldn't keep his eyes off the huge cock, trying to realise how big it was, that was incredible.
Unknowingly, he grabbed his own cock through the underpants to size it and compare, there was no contest. He was about to approach his hand to the picture when he heard footsteps distinctly. He pulled the stone out of its socket and faced to the door.
"Who's there?" he asked, just as Diana appeared in the doorframe, "Oh! That's you Mistress. I'm sorry, I didn't..."
"It's OK." she interrupted him, "Come here!"
Aaron complied. Diana lunged to the hall and he followed her silently. She was walking with a good pace and he had to run behind her to remain at her feet. He was  mesmerized by her only presence. He didn't knew where he was going. He didn't care. He just had to follow her, and that was exactly what he was doing. He was obeying, as expected. Maybe, he felt a bit sad, realising he was thinking and acting as a slave, but the sight of the perfect beauty before him reassured him. He had certainly done the right choice.

Diana stopped. They were outside, a cab was waiting. The fresh air whipped his bare body and he shivered. Then, he realised he was going to leave the mansion almost naked.
"But, I'm in my underpants!" he said, pointing to the cab.
Diana grabbed them and ripped them off.
"Not anymore," she said, throwing the ruined cloth away. She grabbed Aaron, who was now completely naked, encircling his waist with one big hand, and stepped in the cab with him.
The cab started immediately and Aaron glanced to the huge Amazon as she deposited him at her feet.
"May I ask where we are going, Mistress?"
She ignored him while she unpacked a small box nervously. Then, she threw him a spandex bodysuit.
"Wear this. We are going to the court. You need a decent outfit, this one is perfect."
"But there is no underwears."
"You don't need any."
"May I ask why we are going to the court, Mistress?"
Diana glanced to him but she didn't answer. He felt uneasy and lowered his gaze, focusing his interest in concealing his puny limbs in a suit which was obviously too tight for him. The huge Amazon watched him to struggle against the tissue for a moment. When he finally achieved to pull it up to his calves, she helped him on his feet between her legs.
"You guys are so useless sometimes"
She hold him in place with one hand on his shoulder and pulled the cloth up until it covered his legs entirely. Aaron winced, preventing a loud shout of pain to escape of his sealed lips. The pain was unbearable. The material was stretched to its very limit and was crushing his feeble muscles against the bones with such a force that Aaron though he would lose his legs forever.
Diana waited a moment patiently, adjusting the tissue, letting him time enough to regain his composure. Meanwhile Aaron realized than the worst was coming, she had to pull the cloth over his torso, and he started to cry silently.
"Take a good breath." she commanded, pulling him closer and burying his head deep in her cleavage, "Hold on my nipples."
Then, without any other comment, she pulled up the tissue, modelling the shape of his torso with the suit. She felt a light blow between her tits, which made her to giggle, as the air was expelled from his tiny lungs, and a little squeeze on her nipples.
For him, that was accompanied with excruciating pain and he began to struggle to free himself from the pressure of the cloth. He wiggled uselessly under her heavy tits but she kept him firmly in place, his weak arms being of no use against her. He weakened desperately while she checked her manicured fingernails, then he stopped quickly his futile squirming. Diana relaxed her thick pectorals and watched him to slide down between her tits and along her hard abs. She hoisted him delicately and laid him on one of her thighs, his legs dangling each side of her thick quads. He remained there a moment, silently, trying to recover his breath, trying to have a full breath without success. The cloth was too tight and he went soon to the conclusion that he couldn't. He had to accommodate to a new way of breathing, more subtle, more efficient. She smiled tenderly as she assumed what he had just realised, and she massaged his middle section gently, allowing the air to penetrate his pressured lungs more easily. He closed his eyes, truly enjoying, for the very first time, the smooth feeling of the air entering his lungs. A feeling which was enhanced by the soft but strong touch of the amazing beauty who was under, before and above him simultaneously. He was completely and literally surrounded by her protective presence and somehow he feel relieved.

Diana finished to cloth him, adjusting the sleeves on his bony arms then zipping the suit on his back. She knew he was still experiencing a tremendous pain. She reassured him with a wide smile.
"That worth it" she said, wiping his cheeks motherly, "You're very elegant like this. See by yourself".
She took him in her arms, like a baby, and rocked him slowly in front of the separation glass, letting his cheek to rub her big reassuring tits intentionally. That way, he could easily see his reflect on the glass.  He stared silently.
With that black suit on, which looked like a tuxedo paint on his bare skin, he seemed even skinnier than usual. His soft muscles were compressed against the bones, almost disappearing under the pressure of the cloth. His joints were clearly showing off, highlighting the lack of flesh on his limbs and on his ribs.
He counted his ribs by rote without even realising how apparent they were.  He stared at his narrow shoulders, sizing them, comparing them to Diana's ones, his gaze going here and there, wandering on his skinny body, accepting silently his new appearance, almost liking it, realising he was becoming a real weakling and, oddly, a sort of Adonis, according to this world tastes.
"Do you think Jenny is going to like it?" he asked with a trembling voice.
"Everybody is going to like it, honey. Jenny even more."
He remained silent, looking at his reflect on the glass, at what he was becoming, wondering, once more, if he had a real place in this world. Maybe he should return to the twentieth century.
He glanced to Diana through the glass and nestled against her. Maybe he should, but he wasn't really sure.

Later, at the court...

As soon as the cab stopped, Diana stepped of the large vehicle which creaked loudly, relieved as it was from the tremendous weight of the Amazon. She readjusted her dress and without a glance, she addressed to Aaron, "Remain a step behind me. No less, no more, no matter the circumstance." she said, offering him the end of a chain to hold.
Aaron nodded, grabbing the chain by the small loop at its end, not really caring that she wasn't even looking at him.
He followed her, taking quick glimpses all around. It was obvious that there was a special event here, all the women were dressed exactly like Diana. They had short white dresses, reminding him the ones of the ancient Greeks except they were shorter and way sexier. They were very thin too, so thin that they were almost transparent when the sun caressed them, offering to everybody a full view of their titanic thighs. The clothes were adorned with golden belts and matching stilettos which tried to conceal gracefully enormous calves within their glistening laces. Many of these ladies, glanced to him with wide smiles, a couple of them even blew him a kiss, making him both intrigued and intimidated.
Now, he had to jump to follow Diana through the stairs leading to the entrance. Keeping her pace wasn't  an easy task, as the steps were clearly designed for Amazons, they were higher than his knees. He hold firmly the chain and Diana pulled him up unknowingly through the stairs. Finally, they reached the entrance, Diana slowed down a bit as everybody was trying to enter, Aaron followed her as demanded, walking through a forest of huge legs rubbing against him, caressing him, pushing him, sending him from left to right without care. He glanced to Diana, looking for help, but she wasn't looking at him, she had started to walk again. He remained behind her, not realising that was for his own security. No. He did it because she had demanded. He followed her carefully until they arrived to the entrance of the courtroom. There, she pointed to a trapdoor, the men entrance. Aaron knelt immediately and disappeared through the trap as Diana entered the courtroom.

Aaron couldn't believe what he was just seeing. The trap led directly to the courtroom as well, except that was under a thick glass floor just above him. He couldn't stand up, there was no room enough. Around him, all men were kneeling, seemingly just below their mistresses. Above him, a few Amazons were chatting peacefully, staring at the males under them with large smiles. The other ones were looking for a place to sit on chairs which were molded directly on the transparent floor. Aaron recognized Diana at the first row, chatting with someone, and he instinctively approached her.
"Jenny?" he exclaimed as he reached the Amazons, "Is that you?"
There was no answer. Obviously they couldn't hear him through the thick glass. In fact, he realised that he couldn't hear them neither. He sat below Jenny's beautiful ass and looked around, above him. Almost the Amazons were sitting now and there was a full row of perfect, round, sexy asses before his eyes. He gulped loudly. Despite of the lust he was feeling, somehow, that was truly humiliating.
There was a loud whistle and everybody stood up as the judge entered the courtroom. The women didn't move an inch, remaining straight, looking forward, keeping their thick arms down along their body. The men were standing as well, and Aaron imitated them. They had their faces stuck to the chairs above them, flaring their tongues on the warm glass, waiting for their mistresses to sit again. When they did, they all knelt again under them. That world was crazy! Guys seemed to live only to be humiliated by the girls.
Aaron looked up to Jenny. She had spread her legs a bit and was smiling down to him. He smiled in return then she focused on the trial.
For a long moment, there was no sound around him, no speaker, no chat, nothing, until ...

"Miss Fucklaw..." The judge said with her strong voice,  "... I don't need to remind you that, after murder and children's abuse, molesting a woman's favorite is the third crime which is severely punished by law. There is no doubt that you have hurt the complainant's favorite, on purpose, when he was following her Mistress through the campus. According to the law..."
"I didn't!... Nobody can prove it!" Miss Fucklaw replied back.
Diana stood up with rage, "Bullshit!".
"Silence!" The judge shouted, hammering her desk forcefully, "Maxima Diana, I summon you to keep quiet during the judgement."
"I beg your pardon Madam." she said, sitting back on her seat but keeping her raging eyes glued on Miss Fucklaw's cold ones.
The judge continued, "According to the law, the tribunal declares Miss Evilena Fucklaw guilty." she declared, glancing to her, "Miss Fucklaw, from now on, you're destitute of your rights."  she added, smiling as she took off her glasses,
Miss Fucklaw smiled, she didn't bother about her rights, and she felt obviously relieved. Diana stood up trembling, tightening her big fists, glancing to her menacingly.
Surprisingly, the judge continued "...Moreover, according to the gravity of..."
"What? This is a joke! " Miss Fucklaw replied.
That didn't stop the judge, "... according to the gravity of the crime, you're sentenced to receive a full dose of male hormones, enslaved, and offered as compensation to Miss Jenny Maxima Carter for use as she sees fit. Ladies, the court is adjourned."
"No! No! Noooooo!"

Two huge Amazons wearing black uniforms grabbed Miss Fucklaw by her arms. They lead her to an exit without any care and closed the door behind them.
Jenny lunged to Diana and nestled her pretty face in her mother's cleavage as she hugged her forcefully.
"Thank you, mum." she said, kissing her mother's ample bosom.
Diana caressed her daughter's blonde hair motherly, looking at Aaron who was kneeling below them in the space reserved to men. She motioned him to join the exit and walked to the door herself, keeping her daughter nestled in her arms.
"Stand up, Aaron." she said, releasing Jenny of her embrace when she joined him, "... and kiss your Mistress like a good boy." she added pointing to her daughter.
Aaron glanced to Jenny as he was standing up. She nodded, so he lifted the hem of her dress, plunged his face under it, and kissed her pussy hungrily like he has done earlier today.
Diana watched carefully, obviously amused by his futile attempts to encircle Jenny's muscular thighs. She stared at her daughter face relaxing as he continued to kiss her, and she wondered why she didn't do that anymore. Jenny was enjoying it for sure and he was enjoying it too - that was easy to tell as his bodysuit was forming a big tent pole on his crotch. Maybe that was a good thing to try with her hubby.
"I need to return to school, mum." Jenny said, "May you bring him back home? I don't want him to be molested again, he's too cute with that suit on." she asked pulling Aaron from under her dress and waving 'goodbye' to her mother.
"Sure." Diana answered, driving the little guy between her own legs and under her dress, "Stay here while I talk to the judge, Aaron."

As soon as Jenny disappeared, the judge approached and embraced Diana.
"How are you, Diana?"
"Jenny is happy. That bitch is going to pay. All is finished. I'm fine." she replied smiling, " How are you going, Elena?"
"I'm fine too. I was just hoping to see him. I really had loved to meet a guy from the twentieth century." she said.
Diana smiled.
"I'm in the hurry, now, maybe later. I promised Jenny to carry him home."
"Where is he?" the judge asked. Diana pointed between her legs and Elena burst out laughing. She crouched before Diana and looked at Aaron. He was on his tiptoes, trying to reach Diana's pussy with his tongue, failing pitifully because of the Amazon high heels. She grabbed his obvious erected cock and pulled him out of the shadow to a better view.
"He's so puny! He's adorable. I understand why Jenny loves him that much." she said, smiling to Diana. Then, she glanced to him, "You're very lucky, Aaron. You're in good hands. Jenny is really a nice girl and I'm sure that she's a wonderful Mistress.".
She squeezed his little pecker playfully and she stood up
"Take care, Diana." she said as she lunged between the rows of chairs.
"See you later, Elena."
The judge stopped in her tracks and glanced to Diana.
"By the way, Jenny will receive her cumbag in a couple of months. Maybe I could bring her myself, so I could chat with him."
Diana smiled and nodded.
Aaron, who had returned between the towering Amazon's legs, smiled to himself, "Does she just say 'cumbag' instead of scumbag? This judge is funny."
Diana let the golden leash to hang before his eyes, "It's time to go home." she announced.
"May I ask something, Mistress?"
"Of course."
"That was a very quick arrest. A very quick trial too. How is that possible?"
Diana smiled.
"Well, to be honest. When Jenny called me a little while ago, I was already aware."


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just after the trial...


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chapter 16
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As soon as Diana arrived home, she called her slaves with her strong commanding voice. A couple of them appeared from nowhere in a split second and they knelt silently at her feet, waiting for orders. Diana looked at them then pointed her long forefinger to the bigger one.
"Prepare the gym for my workout... Pectorals day..." she said calmly.
"Yes, Mistress." he answered as he stood up and lunged to the staircase leading to the gym.
"You!" she said, pointing to the other guy. "Prepare me a shake... Chocolate... Double dose. Bring it to the gym."
The guy nodded, "Yes, Mistress." and he went to the kitchen without adding a word.
"Aaron, Jenny is coming back soon. She probably asked you to do something." she said, massaging her skull slowly, spreading her long hair on her broad shoulders while it slided between her thick biceps and her forearms, " Do it now!"
"No! I must..."
He never could tell what he had in mind, CRACK! Her hand hit him with lightening speed and sent him a few yards away, sliding on the cold marble. Hopefully for Aaron, that was only a light slap. She approached him with a predatory gaze which made him to tremble as he tried to stand up. She pushed him carelessly with her toes and straddled his throat with her shoe. The heel was so high that it allowed him to breath easily, but there was no way of escaping except lifting her foot. In other words, he was completely trapped.
She stood there looking down at him, calming down, realising that was the first time she had to do that.
He was trembling like a leaf, crying loudly, and still arboured a tremendous erection at the sight of her perfect musculature and her stunning display of power. Awkwardly, his small hands were caressing her huge calves unknowingly, driven by the animal attraction she had on him.
"Never say 'No' to a woman, fucking insect!" she spatted, barely hiding a smile as she noticed how, with his black latex tuxedo and wiggling his limbs, he looked like a bug on the white floor.
"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry, I though that favorites..."
"Shut up!... Remember what you are, worm... Remember that I could crush you under my foot, right now, for no reason." she added, rubbing his Adam apple with the sole of her golden heel, allowing him to feel the power she had over him. Aaron remained silent.
"Do it now!" she commanded, stepping aside and pushing him with her heel.
"Yes, Mistress."
As he was going to leave, Diana yelled at him again.
"Aaron! Come here!"
"Kiss me." she said, lifting her dress to her navel, inviting him to come between her legs.
"Yes, Mistress." he managed to say between two sobs.
Diana giggled in anticipation, knowing very well that, in those heels, he couldn't reach her pussy with his lips. She waited a moment, letting him to try hopelessly, then she squatted down a bit, allowing him to feel all the superiority of her Amazonian body on his frail shoulders.
She cupped his head in her big hand and forced it against her wet labias, forcing them apart as she pushed him deeper, covering his whole face with her juices. She kept him a moment there, enjoying the soft and delicate touch of his lips, then she released him.
Aaron fell on the floor heavily, gasping for air, looking at her pleadingly.
She smiled, toying with her toes on his crotch, checking his arousal.
"That's just a reminder, slave. Never piss off a woman, or suffer the consequences."
She motioned him to leave and he did as she had commanded.
At that very moment, he wished that Jenny was there to cuddle him. Sadly, she wasn't there. He was alone, afraid and insecure. He knew perfectly that, in that world, he was nothing without her. He wanted her. He needed her... Was it love? Probably not, but he just wanted to be protected, to feel her strong embrace around his tiny frame. He shivered and lunged to the staircase, disappearing from Diana's sight.
The huge Amazon slipped off her dress, letting it to fall on the floor carelessly, and walked to the gym, showing off a big smile, allowing the sun rays to warm up her powerful muscles with their delicious touch. A slave came from nowhere again, picked up the cloth, and disappeared. Diana didn't have a single look at him, she continued peacefully to walk toward the gym, rubbing her big muscles unknowingly.

Meanwhile Aaron had reached Jenny's room. He glanced to the desk. He had to do the maths, he knew it, but something worried him. He tried to remind the last days, that was weird, confuse, enigmatic. He couldn't tell if he was happy to be the only survivor of the crash or he if had preferred to die with the other. This world was so different. How such a role reversal has been possible in only a couple of centuries? Anyway there was no return possible, the ship was probably destroyed.

The ship!? Aaron just realised that he hadn't see the ship after the accident. Maybe he could repair the damages and return back to the world he belongs. He smiled slightly, playing with the stone in his hand. No, definitively not, he wasn't sure at all. Jenny was so kind, so protective, so loving, so beautiful, so arousing, so attractive, so intoxicating, so addictive. His trembling hand went to the desk. He hesitated then he inserted the stone in the adequate hole when he realised that nobody was waiting him in his world.

The hologram appeared. That wasn't the maths folder but the one with Jenny's pics. Aaron smiled.
He rummaged feverishly through the folder to stop on a particular picture. On that one, Jenny was sat, her arms were folded in a cuddling position, she was sporting a peaceful and reassuring smile. He touched the picture with his thumb and the matching hologram appeared in the centre of the room. He stood before it then knelt, looking up to Jenny's face, as if waiting for her to grab him and keep him in her strong arms. A 'beep' took him out of his reverie, as well as the warm voice of the computer warning him, then the hologram started to solidify. Aaron watched it to build up progressively, not even realising what was going on. He tried to caress it, but, as the surface was still soft and frail, he plunged his hands through  the hot solidifying mass. He quickly slipped off his hands, a bit afraid, then he let them again on the surface. The statue was almost terminated. It was still smooth and hot but now it was hard, as hard as Jenny's sculptural body.
Aaron slipped in between her thick arms and nestled him comfortably, continuing to caress the huge limbs, as well as rubbing his cheeks against them to feel their warm touch. Encased between them and two solid big round boobs, he felt instantly reassured, his breath became slower, his eyes closed gently. Without even noticing, he fell asleep like a baby. Who knows what he dreamed about?

A moment later, Jenny entered her room to find the huge statue in the middle. She approached and saw Aaron, still sleeping, nestled in the arms of the statue. He was relaxed, stuck to a breast like a baby to his teddy-bear. Jenny smiled widely realising that somehow he missed her. She took Aaron in her arms to kiss him, holding back small tears which were forming in her ice blue eyes. Then, she sat on her bed, watching him to sleep peacefully. She remained there silent, kissing him from time to time, caressing him tenderly, until he awake with a long moan.
"Jenny..." he said as he tried to kneel on her thighs.
She didn't say a word, she motioned him to shut up by putting her finger on her sexy lips. Then she pointed to the statue.
"What does that mean?" she asked coldly, knowing very well the devastating effect that her tone had on him. Aaron began to shiver.
"I'm sorry..."
This time, Jenny put her finger directly on his lips preventing him to continue.
"I don't want to discuss about this now. We need to talk about my homework. Did you finish those maths exercises?"
"I was about to do them but I fell asleep and..."
Aaron never finished his sentence. She put her hand on his mouth, preventing him to speak, to move, and even to breath. Her big hand easily covered his whole face and kept him pinned against her thigh.
"I don't want to hear a word." she said, pulling him with her to the statue,"I don't care you materialize these holograms, I authorized you" she added, "... but you should have done the maths before. I can't tolerate you disobey me". With that, Jenny punched the statue in the torso and the stone exploded literally, sending rocks and gravels all around. A thick cloud of sand and dust darkened the backside of the room, engulfing Jenny in its thick swirls. Aaron stepped back and stood up close to the bed realising what had just happened in awe.
The cloud dissipated progressively allowing him to distinguish the massive frame of the Amazon before him, who was coated in a thick layer of grey powder which made her to look like to the now demolished statue. She approached him without a word and grabbed his hand. She sat on the bed and pulled him with her forcefully.
In a single move, he was trapped between her huge thighs, laying face down on her lap.
"Now, listen to me carefully. I don't think you ever had a good spanking, Aaron, I suppose that nobody used to do that in your times, even less women."
"Please, No!"
"Nowadays, that's the common way to punish a favorite when he doesn't behave correctly." she said, ignoring him completely.
"Please, don't do that, Jenny. That's humiliating."
"Humiliating?" she repeated, surprised by Aaron's argument, "I'm the one who is humiliated, Aaron. You didn't obey me.  THAT is humiliating. I can't tolerate that."

Jenny clamped her thick thighs around his tiny torso to hold him in place and he shut up instantly. In fact, he couldn't emit a sound anymore, all the air remaining in his lungs had been expelled due to the tremendous force she was exerting without even trying.
"I won't be cruel" she said, "I will spank you only three times instead of ten, but I want you to remain as quiet as possible despite the excruciating pain. Don't make things worse." she added, releasing the pressure on his lungs, allowing fresh air to refill them progressively.
He felt relieved, she could tell. But, as soon as he had inhaled the precious air eagerly, she clamped her thighs with the same force, and again his lungs emptied in a split second with a loud stream.
She waited a moment to let him realise the situation he was in, then she spanked him once with tremendous force. He would have liked to cry to relieve the pain but there was no cry at all, no whisper, no sound anymore. Nothing!... Nothing emanated from his crushed lungs. Instead, he felt a burning sensation invading him, blood boiling in his lungs.
At that very moment, he though he knew what she meant by 'excruciating pain', but he realised soon that could be worse when she allowed air to fill his lungs again. Despite the pain, he didn't scream, he just gasped for air avidly, fearing for his life, as the air entering his burning lungs continued to torture him.

She repeated the same scene twice more, then she spread her legs, letting him to fall on the floor heavily.

Aaron cried like a baby, looking at the reflect of the man he has become on the shiny marble tiles. He felt so bad, so humiliated, that he couldn't do anything more than cry and avoid his Mistress gaze. He only wanted to leave and hide somewhere, but he couldn't move. The pain was so present that he couldn't do anything but cry and scream.
She watched him peacefully for a moment, laying at her feet, then she stood up.
"I'm going to shower now. When I finish, we have some maths to do. Just stay here." she said, rubbing her dusty cheeks to hide the traces of her tears, "Slaves!"
Two slaves appeared immediately at the door and knelt on the dust, bowing. Jenny addressed to the first one.
"I want this clean when I have finished to shower!" she ordered, pointing to the remains of the statue and already walking to the shower, "You! Follow me!" she spatted to the second slave. The guy immediately followed her and both disappeared behind the wall hiding the shower. When she came back a moment later, the floor was perfectly clean as expected. There was nothing on the shiny tiles except Aaron lying at the same place he was left, still crying. Jenny was naked, standing on a pair of high mules, the small slave was wiping her buttocks and legs carefully. He seemed to not notice Aaron who was crawling to the blonde beauty and continued his task down to the big calves.

Jenny addressed to Aaron with her most reassuring voice while she sat in the chair close to her night-stand.
"There is only two ways to relieve the pain, Honey." she said smiling to him and holding her leg up to the slave to wipe her foot, " Do you want me to tell you ?"
He couldn't say a word but he nodded shyly, wiping his tears with his latex suit.

Jenny let the slave to wipe her foot properly then she motioned him to leave. She waited that he had closed the door behind him, while she put on a red silky dress, then she glanced back to Aaron.

"The first way, honey, is to kneel and try to remain in the same position I spanked you." she said, "The muscles on your ass are bruised, their fibres need to find a relaxing position." she added, motioning him to do as she was telling.

Aaron was already on all fours, he bent his elbows and put his face on the floor as it was told, trying his best to hold his ass upward. He remained there a moment and, surprisingly, despite the humiliating position he was in, he felt a bit relieved. He closed his eyes, trying to relax and mumbled a timid 'Thank you.' between two sobs.

"Look at me." Jenny commanded, smiling to him. She had pulled her dress up and was stroking her burgeoning she-cock. "There is another way to relieve the pain" she added, holding the thick but still flabby piece of meat in her hand.
Aaron figured instantly what she was talking about to relieve the pain, 'the pre-cum effect!'. He gulped and looked at her pleadingly. He wasn't ready for such a treatment.

She stood up as if ending the conversation and looked down at him at her feet. She released her dress which fell down and covered her now semi-rigid cock.
"Your choice." she said, pretending to leave, '... but you could relieve the pain in no time, you know.'
"Please!" he shouted, "I need you, Jenny... Don't leave... I will do as you wish." he said, looking at her right in the eyes for the first time in a while.

Jenny sat back on her chair and spread her legs wide, letting her cock to hang freely between her massive thighs. She grabbed a brush and started to brush her blonde hair as if he wasn't there. He get the message clearly. He crawled to her, trembling, then he knelt between her legs, all the while trying to hold back his cries despite the pain. He grabbed her heavy she-cock and bring it to his lips. The thing was already too big to enter his small mouth so he had to lick its tip, keeping his mouth ajar, ready to receive the awaited nectar. He looked up at her, but she was still brushing her long hair, ignoring him. He didn't interrupt her, he remained silent, sucking and massaging her thick cock, swallowing small droplets of juices from time to time, while he observed her abdominal muscles to flex and relax rhythmically.
A squishy sound took him out of his reverie when a nice pair of balls came out of her pussy. He grabbed them instinctively and a stream of hot pre-cum flowed down his throat. Aaron gagged, surprised by the force of the fluid. He gagged again... and again. Droplets flew away, landing on Jenny's thighs. She cupped his head and hold it firmly against her cock when a second stream, stronger, hit Aaron's palate. This time, nothing came out of his mouth, instead, the thick goo came out of his nostrils and coated the expanding cock. Aaron gagged again, but he couldn't do anything but swallow and swallow. Jenny clamped her mammoth thighs around his small head, holding him in place, then continued to brush her hair.

Aaron was feeling the thick juices to diffuse their warm and intensive repair action. If his lips weren't sealed against that thick cock, he could have moaned of pleasure. He had completely forgotten the pain. He tried to look up at Jenny to give her a merciful glance but he couldn't move. He was stuck there between her legs, impaled in her she-cock, unable to move an inch. His eyes filled with tears again, but this time they weren't due to the pain. That was just the helplessness he was feeling in showing her his heartfelt gratitude.

Jenny let the brush on the night stand and looked at her reflect in the mirror. Her hairdo was perfect.
She pulled off her dress, she didn't need it.
She checked her hairdo again then she grabbed a hair clip and made quick but still very sexy bun. She didn't care that he was still there. She was acting as usual, peacefully taking care of her amazing body as she did daily. She took a small bottle of lotion and smelt it. "Mmm... perfect" she though. She spilled some oil in her palm and rubbed it on her thick limbs, massaging the muscles, making them to shine in the warm sun rays. Barely reacting when her pulsing cock, still growing, slowly slip down the small guy throat. She flexed her huge arms and smiled as she glanced to the mirror. Then she spilled some more lotion in her palm and stood up, ignoring Aaron who found himself hanging to the Amazonian she-cock. She put a foot on the chair and massaged her muscular leg, spreading the oil carefully to make it shine as well as to relax the hard muscles. Aaron remained there, swinging gently, feeling Jenny's appendage to harden and grow inside him.

At this point, he would have liked her to grab him in her strong hands and fuck him, like Diana did. But she didn't. She was focused on massaging her hard muscles, starting by her massive thighs. Her hands, despite being big, seemed tiny as she had them on her quadriceps. They turned and turned around the muscles, they touched them, squeezed them, slapped them. Hmm... so tenderly. Jenny bit her lips sensually and slowly drove her manicured fingers from her thighs to her diamond calves, making small movements to caress the muscles, moaning softly as she did, enjoying herself her own musculature.

When she felt she has done a good job, she switched her legs.

As Aaron was hanging awkwardly, she readjusted him on her cock. She just pulled him to her, until his lips collided with her big balls. Then, she took some lotion in her palm and massaged the second leg carefully.

When she finished, she glanced down to check that he was still conscious then she caressed his hair gently.
Still silent, she took him by his waist and rocked her hips back and forth slowly. She could feel her cock to pulse as it was still growing. All her senses seemed to be enhanced, that was something she had never experienced. The smallest thrill of her lover, the smallest tingling, the softest smell, were bringing her close to the orgasm.
Suddenly, an explosion echoed in the room, followed by an odd ripping sound. Jenny glanced to Aaron immediately then she burst out laughing, as well as crying of relief, as she realised that he was safe. That was the tuxedo which had burst out under the pressure of her growing cock.
As the meaty appendage finally expanded to its full length, the remains of latex crawled along Aaron's legs and fell to the floor. That was too much to handle for her, the eruption was imminent now. Jenny held him securely in place and tensed her Amazonian muscles. The first stream of burning semen was already rushing along her huge cock like lava. It was unstoppable and Jenny couldn't hold it anymore,  she erupted in Aaron's throat like a volcano. Then again and again.
The feeling was so intense that she felt even more hornier and stronger each time she did. Therefore, the thick goo was propelled with increasing pressure inside the poor guy. That was when, taken away by a powerful spasm, she released him a split second and he was propelled a couple of yards away. She fell to her knees and continued to orgasm, sending waves of thick cum all over the unconscious Aaron until she was drained.
"That was so good..." she though.
She laid on her back, sporting a wide smile and waited peacefully that her cock disappear, slowly swallowed by her Maxima's pussy. After a while, she stood up and went to the shower, ignoring him in his pool of cum.
"Oh no! Now we have to do the maths." she though.
She returned close to Aaron, grabbed him by an ankle, and pulled him to the shower with her.

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[nickolai]

Really great to have you back in action on the site both with pictures and words.  Please stay a while.

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