Broken by Brittany
I flew into LAX and when I came through the gate I saw Brittany standing there. She was even more beautiful than her pictures had allowed me to believe. I approached her and the closer I got to her the more intimidating she became. I watched her face light up in a smile that I interpreted as one which said, ‘this is going to be easier than I thought to break this one into little pieces.’ We hugged and I thought she was going to break my ribs or knock me out right there in the airport; but, she eased up and whispered in my ear, “that was just a little sample of my arm strength. I’m going to destroy you with them and then break you in half with my long, strong legs. You belong to my muscles.” I could only smile and respond as any male would when that close to a beautiful, powerful woman.
We walked down to get my baggage and Brittany made sure that she walked in front of me so I could watch the flex of those gorgeous legs of hers. We talked while waiting for my bags and she would verbally tease me every chance she got. My bags finally came out and I pulled them off of the conveyor belt. They were heavy and I suggested we find a porter to take them out for us. Brittany said, “don’t be silly, I’m stronger than any of them ever thought of being. I’ll carry the bag you think is so heavy; do you think you can manage the camera?” And she picked up my bag as if it were empty and off we went. When we had the bags loaded into the car she took my hand and placed it on her arm then she flexed. The muscle exploded and my hand could not fit around it. Brittany said, “this is what a real arm feels like and you are going to be feeling it a lot around your scrawny little neck and weak body as I crush you into unconsciousness.”
We arrived at my hotel, checked in and the bell man took us to the room. I had gotten a suite as Brittany had instructed me to. After the bell man had been tipped and he left Brittany walked over to me; wearing her 4″ heels she stood about 6’2″. I looked up into her smiling face as she raised her right arm and flexed her muscle in my face. She then grabbed a handful of hair and wrapped her arm around my neck in a headlock. “Put your hand on my arm and feel how hard my female muscle gets as I knock you out.” I touched her arm and the next thing I knew was Brittany straddling my body as I lay on the floor. When she saw me open my eyes she laughed and said, “You only lasted 3 seconds but I won’t put you out so fast from now on. I want you to squirm and cry and beg some. Now sit up and put your neck between my thighs. You may feel them as I crush you out again.”
She slowly began to squeeze and I was begging her to stop. “What’s the matter little man am I too strong for you? I told you how strong I was but you didn’t believe me did you? I’ll bet you do now don’t you? Well, can’t you talk? Do you want me to finish you off or continue this?” I couldn’t answer her so she just kept squeezing she kept me at the point near being knocked out and at the most pain until she was tired of toying with me.
Brittany reached down and placed one of my hands on each of her thighs and let me feel the rock hard muscle for a minute or so; she then put on more power and I sank into merciful unconsciousness. This time when I woke up she was dressed in her new turquoise bikini and 5″ heels. As I opened my eyes and looked up at her she flexed her arms and legs and really laughed as she heard my breath catch. She bent over and lifted me to my wobbly feet with a handful of hair. She wrapped her arms around my head and crushed my face into her huge boobs. “Kiss my chest wimp or I’ll crush your skull into pulp.” I frantically did as she had commanded and she released me. “Now lets sit down and I’ll take you on a tour of my muscles.” We sat on the couch and she allowed me to feel her arms, stomach and leg muscles. Then she wrapped her hands around the back of my neck and brought our lips together. As I felt her tongue flicker around my lips and into my mouth she tightened her grip on my neck and knocked me out with one hand.
Brittany then wrapped her long legs around my waist and destroyed me time and time again with this hold. Then she put me into a frontal head scissors she would squeeze me until I passed out, ease up until I came to then squeeze again. Brittany was tireless she knocked me out like this I don’t know how many times. Finally she had me crawl over to her and kiss every inch of her body from toe to head. As my lips would touch a muscle she would flex it for me. The entire time she was working me over she kept up a constant stream of verbal humiliation. She forced me to come as she placed my dick between her biceps and forearm and flexed and relaxed; flexed and relaxed. Finally she allowed me to rest before we went to dinner. During dinner Brittany kept up her verbal teasing. She would put my hand on her arm and thighs and flex as she would say things like, “feel the power? These are too much for you; You haven’t felt the full power of this muscle yet. I can snap your neck with my arms and bust your ribs too.”
After dinner were turned to the room; Brittany told me to strip down to my shorts as she went into the bath room. When she came out she had on a robe. She made me stand in front of her as she slowly untied the robe and let it fall to the floor. She stood there in her heels and once again flexed her entire body. My response to this was immediately evident and she laughed at me. Before I could respond she had grabbed me up in a bear hug and slowly crushed me into oblivion. I came to still being held in the arms of this beautiful Amazon.
When she was sure I was conscious she dropped me to the floor and scissored my neck between her powerful calves. “Now you strip off those pants little one – they don’t seem to be doing much good anyway.” I was trying to get them off as fast as I could as she was increasing the pressure around my neck; I got the pants off about the same time that Brittany shot a burst of power into the hold and knocked me out again.
This time when I came to she was laying on top of me with her huge boobs right over my face. “Lick these babies or I’ll break you in half right now.” I began licking and sucking like I was a baby at feeding time. Here I was a 44 year old male being made to jump at the commands of a 26 year old female for fear she would in fact break me in half.
Brittany rolled us over and wrapped her legs around my ribs and began to squeeze. I could feel my ribs bending and I begged her not to break them. She laughed and said, “I’m just going to soften you up a little for now but I am going to break some ribs for you before you go home. I’ll let you pick which muscle I use to do it with. Right now I’m going to make you cry for me.” And she did. She crushed with her legs and then placed a hand on each side of my head and began to squeeze in. I was crying like a baby when she finally stopped.
“Now little baby come over here and put your face between my legs and see if you can stay awake long enough to do anything.” I tried to last but her strength was too much for me. Brittany must have knocked me out 50 times before she allowed me to sleep. The next day she woke me up by hugging me to her until I was begging her to stop. We had breakfast and then she took me on a tour of LA still teasing me and flexing while I touched her arms and legs. And she made good on her promise. She broke two of my ribs with her arms in a bear hug. I was totally out-classed by this beautiful woman.
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anonymous author
