You agree to her terms

“Ok,” you plead, “I’ve had enough. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“You’re sure,” she questions you.

You nod obediently.

“That’s a good little boy,” she laughs at you while ruffling your hair to underscore her total dominance. “This way will be much less painful for you, and much more pleasant for me.”

She climbs off of you. “Don’t you dare try anything sneaky,” she warns you. You lay obediently on the floor as she strips off first your shirt, then your shorts and then finally your boxers.

“Now it’s my turn she laughs.” Seductively she takes off her sports bra, revealing a magnificent pair of breasts. Then the bottom half comes off as well. “It’s OK to look this time, I’d be insulted if you didn’t.”

You don’t need any prompting. You’ve never seen such a beautiful woman. Everything is in perfect proportion, and you can see even more clearly her impressive strength. She sits hard on your stomach, facing away from your face. She begins to aggressively stroke your now very erect member. Just before you are ready to explode, she stops and turns around.

You start to protest, but she slaps you hard across the face. “First the champion gets served,” if you do a good job, maybe I’ll finish what I started.

You put all your efforts into making her happy, and by the time your done, she certainly seems pleased by the result. After taking a few moments to recover, she resumes her position on top of you.

“Now, if you apologize, I will finish you off,” she promises.

You waste no time in apologizing. “Good boy,” she laughs again, as her long fingers move down taking control of your body. It takes her little time before you are shooting a load, which embarrassingly flies up and lands on my face.

“Ha Ha, bullseye!” she laughs.

Before you can recover from the experience she gave you, she pulls you up to your feet. “Want a rematch,” she asks you, quickly placing you in a headlock.

“No, no,” you groan. “You’ve proven your point. You win”

“Are you sure,” she inquires. “I’ll go easy on you.”

You shake your head no. You know you can’t take any more of this amazing amazon.

“Well then, here’s one last thing to remember me by.” With that she plants a fist square into your gut. You double over to the floor falling at her feet, straining for air between her toes. She placed her foot on your face and pumped her biceps.

“I’m so bad ass,” she laughed down at you. With that she picked up your clothes and left you lying on the ground, completely defeated.