Lilly - Teen Boy Gets Wrecked by Younger Neighbor Girl

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[caino]

I LOVE THIS STORY!!!
K for you

[thebaron]

I really enjoyed your story.

[fp909]

exquisite.

[bolt21]

Lilly is MLG's creation, and he's a much better writer than I am. But I thought I'd give it a shot to continue the story. Please let me know what you think.

Tyler woke up in his old familiar bed for the first time since Lilly had taken over his home and, in fact, his entire life. He started to get out of bed to go to the bathroom and realized that he couldn't move. At first he thought that Lilly might have tied him up but then he discovered that he could move his arms and legs around. After a moment he realized that Lilly was in bed with him, with her powerful arms locked together around his waist and her titanic legs draped over his own legs. He was trapped in his own bed, in the embrace of his thirteen-year-old neighbor. He turned his neck and saw that Lilly was contentedly asleep with her head sharing Tyler's pillow and her chin nestled into Tyler's shoulder.

Tyler didn't dare to move for fear of waking up his teenaged neighbor and incurring her powerful wrath. Instead, he decided to settle in and to try to fall back asleep. However this proved to be impossible, as the pressure on his bladder wouldn't allow him to relax enough to settle into a peaceful state. Tyler decided to just wait it out and hope that Lilly would wake on her own soon enough and in a generous enough mood to allow him to get the relief that he now desperately needed.

Time moved incredibly slowly as Tyler waited. Tyler didn't move at all. And neither did Lilly, other than occasionally letting out a happy sigh during her sleep. He wondered what she might be dreaming of – after all Lilly got everything she wanted when she was awake, so what could she possibly fantasize about in her unconscious mind? After an hour of waiting, Lilly was nowhere close to waking and Tyler had become numb to the cramping in his bladder.
Then the phone rang and Tyler's heart leapt into his throat. He was terrified that Lilly would wake up in a foul mood at having her sleep interrupted. He began to involuntarily shake and his forehead began sweating. The phone rang a second time and Lilly began to stir in her sleep. Tyler was frozen in fear and desperately hoped that whoever was calling would just hang up. The phone rang a third time and Lilly opened her eyes and turned Tyler's head to face her gaze. As Tyler looked into the bright green eyes of his teenaged owner, he was struck by how beautiful she was, even having just having woken only a moment ago, even as fear continued to overwhelm him. Lilly looked at Tyler and began to smirk as her eyes lit up in amusement at seeing the state he was in. The phone rang a fourth time and finally Lilly spoke.

"Answer the phone and keep it on speaker. I want to hear everything."

Tyler quickly nodded his understanding and grabbed the phone from the bedside nightstand.

"Hello?"

"Tyler, this is your mother, how is your summer?"

Tyler looked at Lilly, who had shifted to straddle Tyler's chest with her thighs pressed against his sides.

"Um, pretty good Mom. I'm taking care of the house just like you and Dad wanted."

"Did you ever meet up with the new girl who's living next door? I told her parents that she could come by and use the pool if she liked since it's such a hot summer."

Lilly looked down at Tyler and smiled.

"Uh, yeah, she came over a couple times. She's, uh, pretty nice."

"Well treat her nicely, Tyler. She's only thirteen and I don't want to find out that you've been picking on her."

At that, Lilly had to put her hand over her mouth to suppress a giggle and her sides began to shake from laughter. Tyler's ribs began to hurt as Lilly squeezed the older boy with her ungodly legs and his gaze went down to see Lilly's jutting quads rippling and dancing in place.

"Don't worry, Mom, I'll treat Lilly as if I'm a guest at her home," Tyler responded. Lilly beamed as he said this.

"Oh, Tyler, the reason I called is that Dad's office called. As soon as our vacation is over they want him on an assignment in Europe. I'm going to stay with him and we'll be gone for the rest of the summer. Will you be okay alone?"

Tyler looked at his teenaged tormentor, sitting dominantly on top of him. He felt like he would be anything but 'okay' alone for the rest of the summer. He closed his eyes and he gulped.

"Tyler?" asked his mother, "are you there?"

Tyler opened his eyes and saw Lilly bring up her small hand into a fist above his face. Then she cocked her arm and he watched her toned arm transform itself into a majestic bicep muscle that would put any champion bodybuilder to shame.

"Yeah, uh, Mom, I'll be fine alone. Don't worry about me."

"Well alright, Tyler. You have a great summer, and don't forget to be as welcoming as you can with that cute little girl next door."

"Okay, Mom. I will. I love you. Bye."

Tyler clicked the disconnect button on the phone and placed it back on the nightstand. He looked up at Lilly. Lilly was wearing a pair of bikini bottoms and one of Tyler's favorite t-shirts. She had ripped off the sleeves so that her powerful deltoids were uncovered and she had tied the bottom of the shirt up just below her incredible pectorals. Her 8-pack abs were on full display. Lilly sat on top of Tyler, her face not betraying her thoughts in the slightest. Then she began to flex her chest and Tyler watched as one pec bounced and then the other, in perfect rhythm to a tune that existed only in Lilly's imagination. Tyler remained frozen and unwilling to speak. Eventually Lilly gave the hint of a smile and her emerald eyes became full of mirth.

"Well this is going to be a very interesting summer isn't it, boy? I'll get to have this home all to myself right up until school starts." Lilly began to put a little bit of effort into squeezing her titanic thighs around Tyler's mid-section. "And if you behave and make me happy, I just might let you stay around."
Lilly leaned in and flexed her bicep again. Tyler's face showed his amazement at Lilly's incredible strength and musculature at the age of thirteen.

"You will behave, won't you, boy?" asked Lilly. She waited for an answer.

"Yes, I'll behave. I'll do whatever you say. I'll do whatever you want me to."

"Good boy." Lilly leaned in and gave Tyler a playful slap to his cheek. It stung, but Tyler didn't move. Then she leaned in more and gave Tyler a gentle kiss to his lips.

"Just remember that you're mine, boy. Never forget it."

"I won't forget it," answered Tyler.

"You won't forget it – what?" said Lilly, in a suddenly threatening voice.

"I won't forget that I'm yours...." Tyler searched for an appropriate way to finish his answer. "... Mistress."

"Good answer, boy. I own you."

Lilly leaned in again and kissed Tyler once more, but with meaning. She pressed her fingers against Tyler's jaw as she kissed him and she dominated him with her tongue which she forced into his mouth.

Lilly sat up once again and looked into Tyler's eyes. "I'm going to go take a shower, boy. Go fix my breakfast and then decide how you're going to entertain me today."

"Yes, Mistress," he answered.

"And make sure you put a lot of effort into the breakfast and into today's itinerary. You don't want to displease your Mistress, do you boy?"

Tyler looked at his teenaged owner. Even in a relaxed state the tiny 5 foot girl's body showed the power that was contained within. Tyler thought back to the night before when she had destroyed a car with her bare hands.

"No, Mistress, I don't want to displease you."

"Good boy. Now get to work."

With that, Lilly reached around and gave Tyler's behind a smack that he knew would leave a bruise. Tyler nodded and quickly went down to the kitchen to fix Lilly's breakfast.

[caino]

such a good work man, I appreciated your way...
please, go on!!!
K

[bolt21]

Lilly came down the stairs thirty minutes later, dressed with baggy shorts over a pair of tight leggings. She was also wearing a sweatshirt with a hoodie which she had taken from Tyler's closet.

"What's for breakfast, loser?" she asked. "I'm starving."

Tyler looked to his teenaged boss. "Well I didn't know what you'd like, Mistress, so I made you just about everything I could think of."

On the kitchen table there was an assortment of eggs, waffles, pancakes, bacon, sausage, and fresh fruit, along with orange juice and coffee.

"Keep it up, dork, and I might just hang onto you," said Lilly with a wink. She sat down and began to devour the food on the table. "You've outdone yourself, slave, so I'm going to let you join me..."

Tyler headed to the kitchen table and prepared to sit down next to the powerful thirteen-year-old.

"... on your knees. Kneel at my side."

Tyler hung his head for a moment and then uttered, "Yes Mistress," as he sunk to his knees next to the tiny titaness.

Lilly gave Tyler a pat on the head and then began to devour the breakfast which he had prepared for her. She ate all of the food, save for a few scraps. As she sat back and rubbed her stomach she grinned, "That was pretty good, bitch-boy. Now here's a treat for you."

Lilly extended a strip of bacon and pushed it towards Tyler's lips. Tyler gratefully ate the gift which had been offered. "Thank you, Mistress," he offered.

"You should be grateful you little worm," taunted Lilly. "I can't imagine why you would ever deserve to be treated so kindly by a muscle Goddess such as myself."

With that, Lilly stood up and went into a most muscular pose. The bulky sweatshirt suddenly became skintight on her behemoth body, threatening to rip in half as her traps, lats, and pecs grew to mountainous dimensions beneath the fabric. Tyler began to whimper in fear at the teen Goddess's feet which caused her to giggle in contempt at the pathetic boy groveling beneath her.

"Now tell me," Lilly commanded, "What ideas you have for my entertainment today. And you should know that I'm not feeling terribly patient right now."

"Well, Mistress, I thought you might like it if I took you to a movie and then we could walk around the mall," suggested Tyler.

"A movie? That's the best you can come up with?" Lilly suddenly planted her tiny fist into Tyler's gut, causing him to wretch. "I hope you have a better idea than that or else I'm just going to have my entertainment at your expense."

Tyler fought to gain his composure as he slowly caught his breath and wiped tears away from his cheeks. "I could take you to the zoo and we could spend the day outside. It's such a beautiful day out..."

Lilly unleashed a backhand across Tyler's face, splitting his lip and causing him to bleed. Tyler saw stars and nearly passed out from the pain. Then he fell to a knee and grabbed onto Lilly's mammoth thigh for support to keep himself from falling entirely. Lilly shrugged Tyler off and brutally kicked him in the chest. Tyler started to cough up blood in between uncontrollable sobs which he couldn't stop.

"You'd better compose yourself right now you little shit and come up with something that will amuse me before I break your insignificant body apart piece by piece," threatened Lilly.

Tyler fought through the pain and managed to kneel upright in front of his tiny, yet massive teenaged Mistress.

"Would it please you, Mistress, to go to the muscle beach and use the weights alongside all of the male weightlifters?"

Lilly looked down at Tyler with a stone face that gave away none of her thoughts or feelings. Suddenly Tyler began sobbing once again as his shoulders shook uncontrollably from fear of the muscled Goddess in front of him.

"Hmmm," said Lilly. Then she let out an easy smile along with a twinkle in her sparkling green eyes. "Yes, slave, it would please me very much to show off my strength to the so-called strongest people on the beach."

[Jeremy Lightning]

Very nice! I look forward to seeing how strong Lily is and how the men at the beach take the presence of a 13 year old girl and her possibly being able to outlift them. k+!

[bolt21]

A short while later, Tyler and Lilly were walking along the boardwalk together. Tyler was still sore from the beating he'd received in the kitchen that morning while Lilly had a bounce in her step that made her look like the young girl that she was. Lilly reached out and grabbed Tyler's hand and gave it a squeeze which made him flinch.

"Oh, don't be such a pussy. I'm not going to hurt you... for now. But I can't wait to put a hurt on those weights at the muscle beach," taunted the bratty muscled teen.

Dressed in her baggy shorts and sweatshirt, and standing only 5 feet tall, Lilly looked to all the world to be Tyler's baby sister being escorted by her big brother down the boardwalk.

Eventually they made it to the weight area of the muscle beach. It was a fenced in area out in the open full of various weight stations for the biggest and brawniest studs in the city to show off and throw heavy iron around. Tyler took a good look at the scene and counted 12 hulking men inside the enclosure and not a single woman. The smallest man in the group had to be 6 ft 3 inches or more and weighed at least 250 pounds. Tyler paused at seeing all of the testosterone in such a small and enclosed area. He had been working out for the last few years and thought he knew his way around a gym, but this was on an entirely different level than anything he'd ever encountered.

Lilly noticed that Tyler was dragging behind. "Hey dipshit, why are you slowing down?"

Tyler answered, "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Those guys look very territorial and I don't think they like outsiders."

Lilly scoffed at Tyler's cowardice. "Are you afraid of these meatheads, dork?"

Tyler shuffled his feet in shame. "Well, actually I am."

Lilly bore down on Tyler with her hand and increased the grip on his fingers. A fresh wave of pain overwhelmed Tyler. He looked into Lilly's angelic face, which showed not even a hint of strain. She actually looked bored.

"Well, slave, are you more afraid of those goons or of me?"

Tyler looked at the men lifting weights. There were probably 2 tons of the most incredible muscle and strength that the city would ever see inside a space that wasn't much larger than the home gym in his basement. Then he looked at Lilly. At thirteen-years-old, she stood 5 feet tall, with long blonde hair down to her shoulders. Her baggy clothes didn't reveal any of her true power.

Tyler shuddered as a wave of fear came over him. "I'm definitely more afraid of you, Mistress," he answered.

"Good answer, dipshit," sneered Lilly. "Now let's go inside. And make sure to open the door for me."

Emboldened by the fear of repercussion from his teen tormentress, Tyler walked to the entrance of the muscle gym and opened the door. Immediately the twelve behemoths stopped what they were doing and stared at the seventeen-year-old boy and the tiny thirteen-year-old girl who stood behind him at the entrance. The closest man to the door stood up from the bench where he had been pushing 350 pound weights up and down with ease and loomed over Tyler.

"Get the fuck out of here, kid. Now."

Tyler involuntarily took a step backward into an unmovable object – Lilly.

Lilly grabbed Tyler, pushed him out of the way, and walked up to the bodybuilder who stood 6 feet 7 inches. Lilly looked comically mismatched next to the massive male. Tyler knew better.

"He's with me, meathead," said Lilly.

The bodybuilder let loose a laugh that rumbled from deep in his belly. "Oh, he's with you? Well in that case, get the fuck out of here little girl."
Then he flexed his biceps which grew to inhuman proportions. Tyler couldn't help but notice that his biceps were practically double the size of Lilly's.

Lilly just rolled her eyes and then reached out and poked the behemoth in the chest. "Get out of here? Who's gonna make me? You?" And then Lilly began to giggle like the bratty teenager that she was.

The giant looked at Tyler and in a deep voice growled, "Listen you little shit, you're going to get your ass kicked in about 5 seconds if you and your little sister don't get the fuck out of here."

Lilly stepped forward and poked the massive man in the chest. "What's the matter, stud? Are you afraid of a little girl? And I'm not his little sister, shithead, I'm his owner and he's my slave." She looked at Tyler. "Isn't that so, slave?"

Tyler didn't hesitate to lower his eyes and respond, "Yes, Mistress."

Now the bodybuilder seemed confused and he hesitated. What in the world was going on here? Who was this little girl and why did a teenager who was a foot taller than her agree to be her slave? But then he remembered that he outweighed the two children all by himself and that he could break the both of them in half with ease. The bodybuilder crossed his arms and smiled.

Lilly stepped forward again. "I'll tell you what, dim-wit. That sign over there says 'Only the Strong Survive'. Let's you and me have a test of strength and see which of us can stay and who has to leave."

At that challenge all the rest of the men in the cage began to hoot and holler and a few of them happily gave each other high fives at the notion of a challenge between one of their own and a thirteen-year-old girl.

The giant looked down at Lilly and said, "And just what do you have in mind, you little brat?"

Lilly pointed over to the weight on the bench that the man had been lifting. "How much is that? 350 pounds? I'll bet I can lift that weight more times than you can. If you win I'll leave and take my boy with me. And if I win you leave and let me work out without your ugly face distracting me from the weights."

The giant laughed and slapped his leg and then smiled. "You've got a deal little girl." Then he jumped onto the bench and proceeded to bench the 350 pound weight 45 times. He finished, racked the weight, and then marched around giving a high-five to every other bulking weightlifter in the room.

Lilly stepped up and said, "Okay big boy, now it's my turn." She laid back on the bench and placed her tiny hands on the bar. She struggled and her arms shook but the bar didn't budge. "This is so heavy, it weighs more than 3 times what I weigh," cried Lilly.

"Okay, you little runt, you've had your fun," said the giant. "Now it's time for you and your little pipsqueak friend to hit the road." He stepped forward to remove Lilly from the weight equipment.

"Oh, wait just a second," said Lilly. "I can't believe you fell for the oldest trick in the book you stupid oaf." Then Lilly proceeded to smoothly bench the 350 pound weight 50 times.

Lilly stood up and walked up to the huge man who was in shock. "Now get the fuck out of my gym, fucker."
The giant shook his head in disbelief and finally gasped out, "How the fuck did you do that? What kind of trick is this?"

"It's no trick, asshole," replied the bratty powerhouse. Lilly then ripped the sweatshirt off and flexed, revealing a microscopic bikini top and flexing her shredded biceps and her ripped physique to all of the men in the gym as well as to the growing crowd gathering outside the cage. People inside and outside of the gym gasped in awe of Lilly's pumped up pecs, her shredded biceps, and her outrageously bloated delts and traps. Lilly put on a flexing montage, showing off every inch of teenaged superiority in her upper body from her vascular neck all the way down to her hyper-muscular lower back.

"I'm stronger than every last overbloated he-man in this place!" screamed Lilly. Now all of you can either kneel down to my superiority or get the hell out of MY GYM!"

The men in the gym all stood with their mouths agape. Each of them worked out all day, every day to build their muscles to obscene levels. And now this little girl had waltzed into their territory and was showing off a physique that any of the men could only dream about having. Her delts and traps were like large boulders starting at just below her shoulders and building up to insane mountains that went up her neck. Thick peaks and valleys of jagged striations traveled along her muscles and her veins showed prominently. Lilly's pec muscles throbbed and rippled with just the slightest of motions from the little girl and every breath she took caused them to swell in power. Her abs proudly showed an 8 pack, each segment having been carved out of granite. Her obliques showed row after row of power and beauty starting at her abs and working around to her generously wide lower back. Every man in the gym felt a simultaneous amount of awe and jealousy at the perfect physique which was now prominently on display in front of them. Lilly looked around and saw that she was now in command of the entire scene, just as she was meant to be. She was the biggest alpha in the place and she knew it and her face showed her supreme confidence, knowing that she was calling all of the shots from here on out.

Lilly went back to the 350 pound weight and began to curl it with ease. The men all stood in place, unable to move, unable to believe what they were witnessing. Lilly then walked over to the man who she had defeated and bent the weight bar into a pretzel as if the bar was made of taffy. Then she launched the mangled weight forward into the giant's stomach who collapsed in a heap against the cage which acted as a barrier between the gym on the inside and the onlookers on the outside. She looked over at Tyler for the first time since entering the arena and winked at him. "This is the good part, slave. I hope you're paying close attention." She stepped up to the mangled man who she had bested in the contest and who was now coughing and shaking from the impact of the heavy weight against his stomach.

"Now I'm going to make an example of you. You're a big giant with big muscles. You're also nothing but a nothing little bitch and you're going to kneel for your new Queen, loser. Kiss my perfect feet, you little shit."

Lilly kicked off her sneakers and stuck her dainty little feet in front of the giant. At that moment two of the other men grabbed Lilly, one by each arm. They were both bigger than the giant collapsed in a heap against the cage. "No little girl can come into our gym and push one of us around," said the larger one.

Lilly suddenly crossed her arms and grabbed one of each man's hands with her own and began to squeeze. The two men immediately fell to their knees and began to scream. Lilly looked around the gym menacingly and said in a growl, "If any of the rest of you fuck with me, you'll get it much worse than these two." Then with a further squeeze she broke every finger in both of their hands with her own tiny but powerful grip. A moment later she launched a powerful kick to the side of one man's head which instantly knocked him out along with several of his teeth. The other man she put into a head lock, knocking him out in a matter of seconds.

She looked back once again at the first man. "Now where was I, bitch boy? Oh yes." Lilly began to giggle. Kiss your Queen's feet. Show me who your ruler is you pathetic little fuck." Lilly smiled her cockiest smile yet as the man, who had been so confident just a short while ago now groveled and kissed and licked her feet and toes. She surveyed the gym and saw that the other men remained frozen in awe of the powerful little girl who had taken over. She then reached down and grabbed the muscleman by his shorts and picked him up like a suitcase, the veins in her arms and neck proudly standing out from the added effort of hoisting his weight in one of her tiny hands. She ordered Tyler to open the door for her and then she tossed the man out of the arena like the piece of trash that he was.

Then the thirteen-year-old terror strutted over to the biggest man in the gym, who stood at over 7 feet tall and weighed over 300 pounds, all of it muscle. He looked down at the tiny powerhouse and gave a sneer. "Maybe you used to be the king of this gym, shithead, but I'm the Queen, and I'm in charge now," she boasted to the Alpha-Male of the group.

The man looked down at Lilly and said, "I don't kneel for anyone you little bitch." With that he picked up a 500 pound weight, hoisted it over his head and threw it crashing down across the room.

"I don't think you understand," said Lilly. "Every man in this gym will bow down before me."

With that, she walked over to the dumbbells and picked up the lightest one, which was only 50 pounds and held it out in front of the Goliath.

"What are you going to do with that baby weight?" teased the man. "I can lift that much with my pinky!"

"I'm going to do this!" answered Lilly with a maniacal grin. Then she grabbed onto the dumbbell with both of her little hands and pulverized it with an unstoppable force. Opening her hands she revealed that the dumbbell had transformed into nothing more than a pile of dust.
The Goliath began to sob at the unreal display of power by the teenaged dynamo and he immediately fell to his knees in front of her. "I'm sorry, Your Highness" cried out the huge man.

"This is much better," Lilly responded, "but the fact remains that you called me a bitch and now you're going to have to pay." With that, Lilly reached down and pulled off the baggy shorts and the tight pants underneath them, revealing a thong bikini bottom which matched her top. Her enormous quads and her awesome calves stood out, pumped and proud with each step that she made towards the much larger man who now kneeled in front of her, openly crying. Lilly then grabbed onto his head and placed it between her thighs and slowly began to squeeze.

The Goliath immediately started to scream in agony. The men in the arena all began to sweat as the teenaged muscle Queen revealed the true power held within her mighty quads. Lines of definition and separation showed between the various muscles which made up her titanic legs. Her calves sprang into action, swelling to the size of softballs, with insane vascularity running up and down each leg. As Lilly slowly increased the pressure on his head his screaming turned into gurgling and his face turned first red, then crimson, and then a peculiar shade of violet before he finally passed out, unconscious on the ground. Lilly reached down and picked him up like a burlap sack and pressed him up over her head. "Open the door, Tyler," she sang and then she tossed the huge man out of the arena as he landed 15 feet away.

The Queen of the gym turned back around to face her new subjects. Standing barefoot, all of 5 feet tall in a tiny bikini, her arms hung easily at her sides. Unflexed, the muscles in her calves, quads, lats, pecs, delts, tri's, and bi's still stood out from the recent display she had just put on. Her pecs in particular were pumped to a degree which Tyler had never seen, even when Lilly had destroyed his uncle's car the previous evening. Row after row of female muscular power showed across her chest, evidence of her ability to warp or even pulverize steel. Even with only the slightest amount of actual breast tissue, the power of her pec muscles made her chest stand out proudly as ringlets of sweat dotted the muscular cleavage running down to her 8 pack abs. Also evident were that Lilly's nipples were fully aroused as evidenced by the bullet points showing in the centers of each side of her bikini top.

Addressing the rest of the (still conscious) men in the gym, Lilly spoke. "Okay bitch-boys. Now you can line up and kneel before your Queen." The men didn't hesitate to rush forward and fall to their knees before the thirteen-year-old conqueress with the mighty muscles and unstoppable power. Lilly stood before the remaining musclemen, kneeling before her in submission, and raised her arms, doing a double bicep flex that brought all of them to tears. Her dominance and superiority was something that none of the men would have ever imagined from a woman, let alone a thirteen-year-old girl. As if to emphasize her point, Lilly grabbed a 45 pound plate, neatly folded it in half, and tossed it to the ground in front of the semi-circle of men on their knees before her.

Lilly turned to Tyler, her biceps still flexed, and fixed him with a green-eyed stare. He gulped and quickly fell to his knees in the corner of the cage. She smirked at him and said, "You should have kneeled for me in the first place, at your pool. Your life would be so much easier now, shithead."
Tyler felt a lump in his throat at the sight of the tiny girl who had conquered a dozen of the strongest men in the city with her muscles. And she barely broke a sweat.

"Yes, Mistress."

[Jeremy Lightning]

Damn that was hot, Lily is so freakily strong, easily overpowering men much bigger and heavier than her! The displays of strength and muscle she put on were awe inspiring, I wonder if she actually showed all of which she was capable of, or if she was holding back? Perhaps one of those losers decides to take her on using a weapon of some kind and pays for it with her destroying his car. Anyway, I loved this and look forward to more! k+!

[bolt21]

Thanks for the feedback Jeremy, and everyone else who has commented. Right now I've got 2 more entries on tap which I've written... after that we'll see how far this goes. So far I don't have any repeat visits by any of the guys from the gym, or any more cars getting wrecked... so far

[bolt21]

Her domination of the muscle beach gym now complete, Lilly put her sweatshirt back on, turned around and sashayed out of the cage, her slave Tyler following meekly behind her. She took his hand and led him further down the boardwalk. After several blocks, they came to a scene where a street artist was performing an elaborate production with drums and a harmonica and they sat down to watch the show. Lilly looked over to Tyler and said to him, "I'm getting thirsty, bitch-boy, why don't you go find me something to drink?"

Tyler looked back and meekly answered, "Yes, Mistress." And he stood up to go get her a drink.

Lilly grabbed onto Tyler and said, "And what else do you have to say to your Queen, slave?"

Tyler stood frozen for a moment and then answered, "Thank you, Mistress, for letting me buy you a drink."

"That's better," replied Lilly. "You may go now."

Tyler walked over to a concession stand and purchased a lemonade for Lilly, stopping at a water fountain to have a drink for himself as well. He was walking back through a small playground when he heard his name called, "Hey, Tyler!"

He turned around and his heart sunk when he saw that it was the Martin brothers, Jimmy and Johnny. They were notorious bullies at his high school and they loved to steal lunch money from their victims or to just beat up wimps for their own amusement. Jimmy was the older brother and outweighed Tyler by 40 pounds while Johnny was Tyler's age and was the younger brother but he was actually taller and heavier than his older brother. Tyler looked around desperately but discovered that there was no one else around to see or hear what was going on. Finally he stopped and said to the brothers, "Hey guys, what's up?"

Jimmy spoke. "What's up is that we haven't seen you since school let out so you haven't given us any money in a while. I think you'd better pay extra to make up for the lost time. Don't you agree, Johnny?"

Johnny nodded his head in agreement with his older brother.

Tyler took $10 from his wallet and offered it to the brothers. "Uh, no problem, guys. Here's $10. Now can I be on my way?"

Both brothers laughed at Tyler. "No, dummy," said Jimmy, "how about you give us all of your money. And the lemonade too."

"Listen," pleaded Tyler, "I'll give you all of my money. Just let me take the lemonade and be on my way."

"I have a better idea," laughed Jimmy, as he approached Tyler. "How about you give me all of your money and the lemonade and me and Johnny take turns beating the shit out of you?" His brother Johnny grabbed onto Tyler from behind while Jimmy grabbed the wallet and the lemonade. Then he drank most of the lemonade at once and let out an obnoxious belch right in Tyler's face. Then he passed the drink to his brother who finished off the rest of the cup and let out an equally obnoxious belch towards Tyler.

Johnny then held onto Tyler from behind while Jimmy swung freely, knocking the wind out of Tyler and then peppering his face with jabs, splitting his lips open and making him bleed. Eventually Tyler slumped to the ground and then both brothers advanced on him, kicking him in the ribs, the stomach, and even in the groin for good measure. Tyler felt dizziness, then nausea, and then the entire Earth began to spin in front of him. He was moments away from passing out.

Suddenly a voice rang out. "Hey!" It was Lilly, walking with purpose directly up to the two brothers. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

The two brothers looked at the tiny thirteen-year-old girl approaching and began to laugh. She was wearing her baggy shorts and an equally baggy sweatshirt. They did have to admit to themselves that she was really cute, however.

Jimmy spoke up. "Listen kid. As you can see we're kind of busy here. Now why don't you be a good little girl and run along." Then he laughed and gave Tyler another brutal kick to the stomach.

Lilly gave the brothers a stare that made both of them pause. Her face showed a mixture of contempt, complete confidence, and anger, but it was all contained within an entirely cool composure. "You two don't understand at all," she said. "You are fucking with my property, and I simply can't allow that."

"Your property? What are you talking about you little brat? Now run along," said Jimmy.

"What I'm talking about," explained Lilly, "is that you two are about to discover that today is the worst day of your life. And he," she said, pointing to Tyler, "is my property. I own him."

At that, Lilly threw her arms and shoulders down and went into a most muscular pose. Her traps and delts ballooned to an obscene size as her formerly baggy sweatshirt suddenly became skin tight. Then, just as quickly, the two brothers heard, and then saw the garment rip down her shoulders. Lilly then flexed her biceps and the sweatshirt continued to rip all the way to her elbows as her massive muscles finally revealed themselves to the stunned bullies. Next she placed her hands on her hips and flexed her chest, making the sweatshirt rip down from her neck all the way to her powerful abs. Finally, Lilly grabbed on to what remained of the sweatshirt and simply ripped it off in a single motion. Just as quickly she reached down to her calves and ripped off her tights and her shorts in an instant. Now the teenaged musclegirl stood barefoot in her microscopic bikini. The top covered only the smallest bit of her chest, even as her nipples stood straight out, testing the strength of the fabric. The bottom was nothing more than a string, revealing all of the power contained within her bulky diamond shaped quads, working up to her perfectly round glutes.

The brothers watched all of this as if it were in slow motion, transfixed by the unbelievable sight before them. They were frightened, but more than that they were stunned. Their brains practically froze and they were unable to move, watching the events unfold before them as if they were watching a movie.

Lilly grabbed onto a pole which the playground had installed for kids to play tetherball. Made of solid steel, it was nearly 8 inches thick. She pressed her fingers against the steel pole with both hands and locked eyes with the older bully.

"Nobody." She began to strain against the pole. Her delts and biceps began to pulse.

"Fucks." She pressed against the pole with one hand while pulling at it with the other hand. Her forearms and triceps began to join in the effort, swelling to previously unimaginable dimensions.

"With my property." Lilly braced her legs against the ground, her calves jumping out of her skin like two softballs. The steel pole gave in to the unstoppable strength of the tiny girl and bent over in half.

She continued to bend the pole until it looped upon itself and then she pulled the entire pole out of the ground, along with the cement base in which it was imbedded. The entire piece of equipment weighed over a ton and the tiny teenager was handling it as if it was made of paper and Styrofoam.
Lilly tossed the pole aside and approached the brothers. Both of them were first frozen with fear. Then both of them began to urinate in their own pants. Sweat dotted their foreheads and they began to shake and tremble.

It was Johnny who spoke first. "Listen, we'll give you all of the money that we took from Tyler. Here!" The tone of his voice gave away his desperation.

Lilly answered, "Yes, you will give back all of the money." She continued to advance.

Johnny quickly added, "And we'll give you the rest of the money we have too."

Lilly continued to slowly close ground with her deliberate steps. "Yes, you will give the rest of what you have. And what about the lemonade?"

At this, Jimmy lurched and vomited. The contents of his stomach emptied out onto the ground before him.

Lilly's face gave up a dark, foreboding smile at this. "That's not exactly what I meant." She crossed her arm across her body and then as if she was throwing a frisbee, pivoted and unleashed her hand forward. The muscles in her quads leapt forward, having been called into action, followed by her abs, which rippled and flexed, then her delts, and finally her triceps, launching her tiny hand through the air as she hit Jimmy with a backhand across his mouth. The thirteen-year-old musclegirl's open hand pulled across with a whipping motion, followed by 6 of the boy's teeth and then a spray of blood. The battered boy fell forward and began gagging and vomiting once again.

"It's like I said," commented Lilly. "You two are going to have a really, really bad day."

Johnny fell to his knees in front of the 5 foot tall destroyer standing in front of him and frantically took out his wallet and tossed it toward Lilly. She looked at it, stuffed with bills stolen from the boys' victims and shook her head. "It's really too late for that, boy. And frankly I'm a little bit disappointed in you. I was looking forward to forcing that out of you."

Johnny began to sob. Jimmy continued gagging and coughing up blood.

Lilly advanced to just a few inches away from Johnny. Standing barefoot in a bikini so small that she might as well have been naked for all of the protection it offered her, her bronze skin glistened in the sunlight. Every move she made, no matter how slight, made her perfect muscles ripple. Her abs rolled up and down with each breath she took, as her beefy pecs pulsated with each heartbeat of the mighty musclegirl.

"Stand up." She ordered the bully, who kneeled on the ground in front of her crying uncontrollably.

Jimmy only began to sob louder.

"Don't get me wrong," she explained to the frightened boy, "I really do enjoy it when boys kneel in front of me. And I absolutely love it when I make boys cry. But I insist that you stand up. It will only be worse if you refuse me. Although it's going to be pretty awful for you either way."

Jimmy slowly rose to his feet, standing more than a foot above the little girl.

"Do you know what the largest bone in the human body is?" asked Lilly.

Jimmy sobbed louder and shook his head.

"I didn't think a meathead such as yourself would know the answer," she replied. Lilly turned her attention to Tyler for the first time, who was recovering on the ground, a few feet away. "What about you, my little slave? Do you know the answer?"

"It's the femur, Mistress." Tyler answered.

Lilly favored Tyler with a genuinely affectionate smile. "That's right, my smart little boy."

Lilly turned back to Jimmy and explained, "The femur is also known as the thigh bone. That's why the quadriceps are such a big muscle." As she spoke she twisted and turned her own mighty leg, making her muscles bounce and jump. Then she did a little twist back and forth, making her quads shake, before suddenly locking her leg in place and letting her massive quads stand out in all of their glory before the frightened boy standing in front of her. Then in a blur, Lilly turned to the side and lifted her bare foot, powering it through the air and down through Jimmy's thigh, snapping the boy's femur in two. At the moment of impact there was a deafening crack and then the boy toppled to the ground, writhing in agony.

Lilly returned her attention to Jimmy. The older brother somehow found the composure to stand up and put up his hands in front of him as a defense mechanism. "Please, please, Miss, don't hurt me anymore. I'll never disrespect you again."

"Lilly offered the boy a sad smile." Oh, I have no doubt of that. But the fact remains that you fucked with my boy. And now I'm going to make you pay. And pay. And pay." She leaned forward and thrust her tiny fist into the boy's gut. He fell to his knees with the wind knocked out of him, gagging and trying to catch his breath. Lilly took a step forward and wrapped her powerful arms around the boy and began to squeeze. Jimmy pounded at Lilly's back with his arms but she barely noticed. She simply ratcheted up the pressure, slowly squeezing harder and harder. Already fighting to catch his breath, Jimmy started to choke. Lilly squeezed harder. Jimmy's face turned red, then purple, then blue, and then white. She squeezed harder. Finally there was a pop, as one of Jimmy's ribs gave in to the vice like grip of Lilly's dominant muscles. This was followed by another pop, and then another, and another, and another. After breaking five of Jimmy's ribs with her relentless strength, Lilly let the boy fall to the ground at her feet.

The boy continued to cough and gag, wincing from pain with every deep breath that he took. Lilly gave the boy a sadistic smile. "Oh, good. You haven't passed out yet. I'm really quite pleased about that." She reached down and grabbed onto the boy's hand and lifted the boy up onto his knees without letting go of him. "Tyler, do you know what these two bones are, leading from the wrist up to the elbow?"

"They're the radius and the ulna, Mistress" answered the boy.

"That's very good, boy. I'm really quite impressed," she replied. Then she grabbed onto Jimmy's arm with both of her tiny hands and pressed down on it. Two more audible pops were heard as she broke both of those bones. "And what about this bone, up to his shoulder?" she asked Tyler.

"It's the humerus, Mistress."

"Correct again, my good little slave. I'm going to have to reward you later on." Another pop as she broke that bone as well.

"What about these bones here, boy?" she asked Tyler as she moved to Jimmy's shoulder.

"Um, I know it's the collar bone, Mistress, but I'm not really sure of the exact name."

"Well pay attention, boy. This is the scapula here." A pop. "And this is the clavicle." Another pop.

At that, Jimmy's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he collapsed, unconscious, and unmoving. Lilly let go of the broken boy and he fell in a heap on the ground.

Lilly turned back and returned her gaze to Johnny, who remained collapsed on the ground, his leg shattered above the knee. "Oh, good, you're still here. I thought you might try to run away." Lilly laughed at her own joke. "Now remember this, asshole. Tyler's mine. I own him. And nobody fucks with what is mine. Got it?"

Johnny nodded his head through his tears of agony.

Lilly grabbed onto the boy and propped him up on his good knee. She reached back and uncoiled another of her mighty punches. Tyler watched as her obliques bunched together on one side and spread out on the other, as she twisted her hips, rotating her shoulders and showing a landscape of muscular perfection across her back, unleashing a seismic blow into the boy's chest. Two of his ribs broke from the single collision. Then she lowered her body and swung an uppercut at the boy's mouth, breaking his jaw and shattering several teeth from the impact. She let go and he collapsed, unconscious at her feet.

She looked over to Tyler and nodded her head. He slowly gathered himself up to his feet. Lilly gestured toward the wallet on the ground and Tyler rushed to pick it up. Addressing Tyler, she asked, "So what did you think of my little show?"

Tyler looked into the beautiful blonde's dazzling emerald eyes. "I think you're amazing, Mistress. You're absolutely incredible. That's the most exciting thing I've ever seen. Thank you for saving me."

Lilly favored Tyler with a genuine smile and then let her gaze drift down to Tyler's crotch. She could see that he was aroused. "Did you get that way from watching me?" she asked him.

"Yes, Mistress, your dominant muscles and strength in action is the sexiest thing I've ever seen."

Lilly stepped forward and ran her tiny fingers across Tyler's crotch. "Interesting," was all she said, with a faraway look in her eyes. Then she took his hand and told him, "Let's go home."

[Jeremy Lightning]

Wow! That was an incredible show of power, muscle and cruelty from Lilly, I quite enjoyed that, even though I'm not really into violence on the level that Lilly delivered to the brothers, they deserved it for picking on her property. I like that it's almost obvious that Lilly enjoys showing off for Tyler and therefore for us as the readers. And I think it also points out that she actually cares for him, in the very least as a valued worshipper of her superiority. I look forward to more! k+!

[bolt21]

Tyler was in his old bedroom at home. It had been his room, once, but now it, like everything else he'd ever owned, belonged to Lilly. That included his body, mind, and soul. And, he had realized, his heart. He was on the floor, and kneeling. Lilly had told him to wait for her there while she showered. She was taking her time, but Tyler was content to wait for as long as she might take.

He thought back on the events of the last few days, since Lilly had crashed into his life and how his world had turned upside down because of her. He'd initially thought of the thirteen-year-old girl next door as an insignificant brat. A pipsqueak. And now he realized that she was the most powerful, dominant, and exciting person he'd ever known. There was always a risk of danger about her, knowing that he would never be safe with her. But then he relived the events with the Martin brothers and realized that she would never let anyone or anything hurt him. It was confusing and overwhelming and very, very exciting for him to think about.

Plus, she had the most incredible body he'd ever seen. Muscles upon muscles upon muscles. A beautiful face. Long, flowing blonde hair. Bright green eyes that could pierce his soul. And an ass to die for. And unimaginable, terrible strength that seemingly knew no limits.

Lilly stepped into the room and stood over Tyler. She was wearing another of his bathrobes. Like the one before, it was loose on her and it betrayed not a hint of her muscles or her curves. Looking at her in the bathrobe, he didn't see the most powerful person he'd ever met. He saw a beautiful, tiny young girl. The pixie addressed him by name. "Tyler."

"Yes, Mistress," he answered immediately. Pixie or not, he knew what was underneath the robe and he wasn't going to be fooled by the image in front of him. This pixie could bend steel bars in half. She could lift unimaginable weights. And she could beat Tyler to a pulp without breaking a sweat, and without using her arms or legs to do it.

"Do you think I'm pretty, Tyler?" It was the first time that Tyler ever saw a hint of vulnerability from the powerful teen.

"I think you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen," Tyler answered.

Lilly treated Tyler to a smile. Then she reverted back to her natural confidence, and spoke to Tyler in a cocky, yet teasing tone. "Do you like my muscles, Tyler? Does my body turn you on?"

"Your body is perfection, Mistress. I can't imagine that it could be possibly for a body to ever be as perfect as yours is."

"Did you like watching me beat up those bullies, slave?"

"It was the most incredible, sexy, and arousing thing I've ever seen, Mistress."

Lily stared into Tyler's eyes, her own green eyes piercing into his soul. "Are you aroused now, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Show me."

Tyler gingerly pulled his t-shirt over his head, careful not to make any contact with his swollen lip. He took off his shoes and socks. Then he stood up and removed his shorts and underwear. He stood, naked, before the thirteen-year-old girl who could bend steel and reduce a gym full of grown men to tears.
His manhood was fully aroused, standing straight up, and twitching slightly.

"Do you like me, Tyler?" asked Lilly.

"I love you," he answered.

Lilly giggled at that. Then she gave him a hard look. "Do you fear me, slave?"

Tyler looked into her eyes and spoke in an even voice, to show that he was speaking from the heart. "Yes, Mistress. I fear you. I fear your mighty strength. I fear your dominant muscles."

"Do you fear me more than you love me?"

Tyler took a moment to think. "Yes, Mistress. As much as I love you, I fear you even more than that."

Lilly smiled. "Good answer, slave. Never forget that I own you. And that I can hurt you in terrible ways that you can't even imagine."

Tyler nodded.

Lilly stepped forward and held Tyler's face in her hands. "But you love me?"

"I love you, Mistress."

Lilly took a step back and shrugged the bathrobe off of her shoulders. It fell to the floor. She stood before Tyler completely nude. "Show me."
Tyler stood, mesmerized by the beauty in front of him. He had seen Lilly's body before in the tiniest of bikinis and thought that he knew her figure well, but nothing could have prepared him for this. As always, Tyler was transfixed by the juxtaposition of Lilly's angelic face and her model-good looks with the massiveness of her physique which began with her neck and trapezius muscles. Lilly's was a body that was built for power, for strength, and for dominance. Her trapezius muscles flowed seamlessly into chiseled rocks of deltoid muscles on her shoulders, with line after beautiful line of striations. The vascularity, which began in her neck and went all the way to her powerful fingers all gathered in bunches of thick cords in her incredible delts. Her biceps and triceps were nothing short of breathtaking. Her arms hanging freely at her sides, unflexed, her biceps and triceps flexors were still poised and at the ready. There could be no doubt that these arms could do incredible things. The vascularity of her biceps in particular was out of this world, considering that there was no doubt that Lilly wasn't flexing at all. Nonetheless, Tyler could clearly see the definition there, with clear separation of her powerful muscles all contrasting each other in such a beautiful and simultaneously threatening shape. Her forearms and wrists showed line after line of veins, and her forearms in particular were feminine and smooth, and yet simultaneously they were dense and thick. Only her fingers could be described as "tiny" and yet Tyler had seen and felt firsthand what terrible destruction Lilly was capable of with just her grip.

Lilly's pecs were absolutely shredded. Row after row of striated power lined her chest. With every breath she took in, her chest pumped full of power. At the young age of thirteen, Lilly's naked breasts were beginning to hint at the adult woman that she would one day become but it was her pec muscles that dominated her chest, creating a deep chasm of cleavage. And capping off the perfection of her chest were two bullet-sized nipples, each pointing directly forward, no doubt the result of the excitement of the moment as well as the excitement of Lilly's self-confidence at being completely nude and still completely in control of her body, the situation, and of Tyler. Her abs were a clearly defined 8 pack of rolling hills. He had been on the receiving end of the damage that Lilly could do with her abs and he had punched them over and over as hard as he possibly could and knew that they were indestructible.
Lilly had tiny tufts of hair adorning her pussy, which was glistening wet. He let his stare linger for a moment and felt his penis twitch with a renewed excitement. Her quads were simply magnificent. If he had to chose, her quads or her delts were probably Lilly's best feature. Or was it her pecs or her biceps? Or her abs? Or, and he gazed downward, it had to be her rock hard diamond shaped calves. He looked back up and made up his mind. Her best feature was her bright green eyes that could go from light and full of mirth to dark and full of terrible implications in an instant. Her feet, like her fingers, were dainty and ultra-feminine. Perfectly shaped and manicured, and the best place to begin his worship of his teen-Goddess.
Tyler fell to his knees and began to kiss and lick and suck each toe, taking his time to savor every moment. Her toes were so dainty, so feminine, and so perfect.

"This is where you belong, boy," Lilly swooned, "on your knees, groveling at my feet."

"Yes, Mistress. I worship you."

"Worship a little bit higher now, slave."

"Yes, Mistress." He moved up and began to caress and kiss the thirteen-year-old's impossibly hard calves. They were cut from granite – no, they were chiseled diamonds. Each calf the size of a softball on the tiny girl. She stood up on her tip-toes, making the definition of her exquisite calves stand out even more, and giggled. Tyler groaned in ecstasy.

"Higher, boy." He began kissing the front of her quads, letting his tongue explore ever crevice where dense muscle met dense muscle. The bulk and thickness of Lilly's legs made him dizzy. Without thinking, he grabbed onto Lilly's ass with both hands, causing the musclegirl to purr, and emboldening him to kiss, suck, and lick her massive thighs with more vigor. Her ass was spectacular – a true work of art. Rock hard, a testament to her strength, and velvety soft and rounded, a testament to her female perfection.

"Worship my arms, slave." Tyler leapt to his feet in an instant.

"Thank you, Mistress." He instinctively reached out and caressed Lilly's mammoth shoulders and delts with both hands as he rubbed his lips, his tongue, and his entire face all across the teenager's biceps and triceps. She stepped onto the bed.

"Hang on, boy," she ordered Tyler, and flexed her bicep muscle. Tyler grabbed onto her bicep with both hands and dangled from the air, suspended by Lilly's strength in one arm. He gingerly bounced up and down. Lilly's strength didn't waver by even a fraction. She lowered him back onto the mattress, on his knees.

"My abs." Tyler buried his face into Lilly's stomach. Her 8 pack of muscle provided irresistible to his mouth and lips, with their rolling crevices of strength and beauty. Tyler was fascinated by how hard Lilly could be all over her body. He'd thought he was in shape, but his own stomach had plenty of give. Lilly's presented 8 impenetrable bricks of thick muscularity.

"Tyler." He looked up at his Mistress longingly. "My pecs."

Tyler groaned from lust. Then he seized upon the opportunity, rubbing both of his hands along the thick boulders of muscle across her chest, each with a perfectly shaped, and rock hard pointed nipple, like a bow on a present. His mouth circled one of her nipples and then he began to lick, suck, and caress it with his lips and tongue. Lilly grabbed onto Tyler and pulled him in tighter. Tyler knew that Lilly could destroy him without a thought and that he was completely vulnerable in this moment. He didn't care. He continued to lick, suck, and caress, while his other hand circled and teased her other nipple, just as hard as the one inside his mouth.

"Lick me, Tyler." Tyler pulled back and began to lick her nipple. Lilly pushed him away, and guided him back down to her thighs. "No, slave. Lick me."

Tyler blinked back tears of joy and then gingerly approached the perfection of Lilly's titanium muscular thighs. He began to lick, higher and higher. The scent of Lilly's arousal was overwhelming. Like everything else about her, it was delicious, perfect, and dangerous. Tyler drew closer. He felt a nub with his tongue, and instinct told him to focus on it. Lilly began to moan in arousal. He let his finger slip inside Lilly. Her feminine muscles gripped Tyler's finger and squeezed it. Tyler felt pain but he ignored it and continued to lick and suck with abandon. After an eternity, Lilly grabbed onto Tyler's head with her hands and pushed him close into her. His tongue pressed against the nub, his finger locked inside her, his head pressed against her abs. She grinded her crotch against Tyler as her moans got louder and louder and became shrieks of pleasure. Tyler began to get dizzy from arousal and from pain.
Lilly screamed out, "You're mine!" as she experienced an Earth shattering orgasm. Tyler heard the words as if they were from miles away. He succumbed to the pain and the dizziness and passed out on the bed, once again the victim of Lilly's awesome strength.



Tyler awoke on the bed and looked up to see Lilly standing by the dresser. She'd put on a pair of sweatpants and a matching sweatshirt and her back was to the bed. She looked into the mirror to adjust her long, blonde hair and noticed Andy in the reflection. "Oh, you're awake. Did you enjoy yourself?"
Tyler gave the beautiful teenager a smile. "I'll never forget that, Mistress. I love you."

Lilly turned around and walked to the bed. "I know you do. Now I'm going to the basement to lift some weights." Then she grabbed onto Tyler's neck with her fingers and gave a slight squeeze. Go get my fucking dinner ready you stupid wimp." Then she gave Tyler a shove and he toppled over on the bed.
Tyler hurried down to the kitchen and prepared a dinner fit for a Queen with steak, asparagus, potatoes au gratin, and a loaf of garlic bread. As he prepared the meal he could hear the clanking of metal down in the basement and imagined the thirteen-year-old girl from next door throwing unimaginable weights in the air as if they were made of hollow plastic and not thick metal. Her workout went on for over an hour, and Tyler frantically put trays into the oven to ensure that nothing that he'd prepared would get cold. Eventually, Lilly's voice came from the dining room. "What have you prepared for me, slave?"

Tyler rushed out and gasped in awe. His Mistress was wearing a tight pair of shorts and a miniscule sports bra. Her muscles glistened, suggesting a light workout and not an hour long weight-fest that he knew Lilly had just endured. All of her muscles were jacked and shredded beyond belief. Her 8 pack abdominals showed thick distinct ridges that made him drool. Her pec muscles were more shredded and denser than he'd ever seen before. And her angelic face was completely placid and suggested that not a single worry or stress had ever crossed her mind. Tyler presented the dinner and was met with approval by his owner. She savored every bite of the steak, ate every last bit of the potatoes au gratin until the pan shined brightly with only a few crumbs left behind. She ate the asparagus in a sensual way that Tyler never could have imagined, tilting her head and dropping the stalk to her mouth, nibbling at the pieces until they were gone. And the garlic bread was finished with a gusto.

Lilly sat back from the dinner table and gazed at Tyler. He immediately fell to his knees in front of his teenaged Mistress. "You've outdone yourself, slave-boy. That was an outstanding meal, and worthy of a perfect being such as myself." Tyler blushed from the praise. "There's just one problem, boy," she continued, "and that is that you've done nothing wrong at all. There's nothing for me to criticize. And for that, you need to be punished. Don't you agree, boy?"

Tyler was at a loss for words and near tears. Finally he whimpered, "Yes, Mistress."

"I want you out of my house, boy. You can sleep on the grass outside for all I care."

Tyler hung his head dejectedly and began to cry. Lilly reached down and grabbed Tyler by the belt and lifted him up with ease with one of her muscular arms, carrying him like nothing more than a worn out suitcase. She walked him to the door and tossed him onto the grass. "Just think about me, all warm and comfy in your former bed tonight, loser. I think I'll sleep in the nude tonight." Tyler's sobs grew louder and more uncontrollable. Why was she treating him this way? He loved her so much. He would do anything for her. "I'll tell you what, little boy. How about if I send you to dreamland?" Lilly bounded onto the defenseless boy and placed him in a chokehold, her shredded biceps pressing painfully against his cheeks. She reached under his chin with her forearm and began to pump it up. "Nighty night, wimp," she sang. Tyler felt his vision go gray and then he collapsed on the grass, unconscious.

[Jeremy Lightning]

While this wasn't quite up to the other chapters you have done strength wise, I still enjoyed the way you described her muscular body, so that was pretty good. I guess I am not a huge fan of the way she treated Tyler here, making him sleep outside, for no other reason than he treated her too well. That seemed a little harsh, but I guess she wanted to emphasize that she could do whatever she wanted, no matter how people acted around her. But I am still looking forward to seeing more of what she is capable of, so keep up the great work! k+!