Mary gets rear ended By Christa email me at Christa352@hotmail.com Things get a little hot and nasty after a car accident She moved towards his desk and chose a large ripe juicy orange from the crystal bowl that was laden with fruit and began rolling it in her hand. She gripped it between her strong fingers and began to squeeze. The skin of the Orange started to break open and juice started to splurt out of the orange as it disintegrated in her strong grip. Joe's eyes were bulging at this sight. He was a well built man and a well known Lawyer with a ruthless reputation. How had he ever managed to get himself into this situation? he wondered. He wearily eyed this huge woman who stood before him wearing nothing but her bra and panties. Her physique was incredible. She looked amazing. She was tall. Approaching 6 feet he would guess and she had to be at least 220 pounds. All of it rock hard ripped muscle. Her breasts were enormous. They looked as inviting as juicy melons. He was sooo tempted to reach out and touch them. He could clearly see her erect nipples through the lace of her bra. They only detracted slightly from her face. She was georgeous...Deep brown eyes, set against golden brown skin with honey blonde hair framing her oval face. Her eyes were flashing angrily at him. He couldnt't quite figure out what he had done to cause this beautiful strong woman to barge into his fancy office in this way. "Imagine this orange is your left testicle, can you picture my fingers gripping you, squeezing you in this way? Because thats what I intend to do with you I'm gonna BREAK YOUR BALLS!!" She promised him, her eyes gleaming. "The thing is you're gonna love it, and your'e gonna beg me for more." She heard an involuntary gasp escape from Joe as she explained this to him and to her delight she saw his penis swell before her eyes, and she could clearly see the outline of his erection through his trousers. "My God..." Joe whispered. He could feel his balls tighten and cock harden listening to this womens threats. He could almost picture her doing that with his testicles and it was turning him on something terrible. It had dawned on Joe exactly who this incredible woman was that stood before him. This was the very same lady he had abused outside his office not 15 minutes earlier. After he had reversed into her old beat up car in his brand new Mercedes, 'well, what the Hell was she doing parked there anyway?' He mused. Except, when he had last seen her she was wearing an ankle length coat and she'd had her hair tucked into a baseball cap. Even with the coat on he had noticed her 'huge rack'. He had been so annoyed and frustrated about denting his car he had flung a tirade of abuse at this woman. He had told her she was a good for nothing cow, a Mere woman. A FAT UGLY BAG who should never been on the road in the first place, but at home in the kitchen, cooking and cleaning and picking up after menfolk. "Shit" had he really called this woman a FAT UGLY BAG?!?!? Nothing could have been further from the truth. She ran her finger over the engraved name plate that sat on his desk "Joe Taylor huh? I will allow you to call me Mary. Didn't your Mama ever teach you to treat women with respect Mr Taylor?? You think women are there to be used and abused and trod on like doormats, there for the sole purpose to do your bidding and to be used for your own selfish pleasure. You think women are there so you can feel superior and strong and tough. This time you picked the wrong woman to mess with. Believe you me!!" All this time she had been massaging and squeezing the orange in her hand until there was nothing left but a mass of pulp in her palm. Joe had not uttered a word during this demonstration. His face was blotchy red his eyes wide and mouth slightly open. Beads of sweat had appeared on his forehead which had little to do with the warm July summers day, but more to do with his fear but also his admiration of this huge Amazon before him. He was transfixed by the sight of her strong biceps and he could clearly see her purple veins swollen against her golden skin. She was truly magnificent and she was effecting him in oh so many different ways. He could feel his penis straining to be released from his trousers and he had to restrain himself from stroking it. Mary's eyes were shining. her body was taut, and flexed and hard and strong. Her senses were reeling. Her nipples strained against the lace of her tiny bra she wore that barely covered her huge breasts. Her pussy was tingling, her panties were damp and she felt like she was on fire. She could see the effect she was having on Joe and found it was a real turn on to have this Asshole in awe of her. "Lost your tongue Mr Taylor? Not such the strong man now are we? Do you find my size and strength intimidating? I have only just begun to show you a little of what this "Fat" body of mine can do. By the time I have finished with you, you will be screaming and begging for mercy. You will rue the day you were ever born, I can promise you that." Joe mentally shook himself from his reverie and finally managed to gather a semlance of his composure. "Ha!, your'e just a woman! OK, I admit you are an exceptionally well built, strong woman, but a woman nonetheless. You don't scare me. I can handle the likes of you no problem." Mary let the orange pulp slip from her hand and she moved closer to Joe and slipped her hands underneath his armpits and proceeded to raise him off the ground about 6 inches with ease. "JUST A WOMAN AM I?" She continued to move him up and down the length of her body rubbing her nipples against him, enjoying the friction his body created against them. Grinding his erection into her groin. She was lifting him effortlesssly up and down, lifting him as though he were as light as a feather in her arms. A few minutes of this and she could hear Joe's breathing increase and see how flustered and aroused he was becoming. "I am going to teach you a very valuable lesson Mr T, your'e going to learn how it feels to be treated like dirt. Im gonna hurt you, humiliate you and you aint ever gonna feel disrespectful towards the fairer sex again. I'm gonna Kick your Ass!!" With this, she released her grip of him and he fell to the floor with a thud. "OOOohhhhh, Mary, dont hurt me too bad..." He groaned, his eyes all glazed over. "Shaddap, you hear?" Mary snapped..."I'm in control here, and I think we should make ourselves a little more floor space, so , we can see whether there is any trace of manliness under that suit of yours at all. I'm going to examine YOUR body, and I will let you know exactly what requirements I expect from you. I will be also most interested in what YOU can do with that mouth of yours, imparticularly your tongue!!" She moved towards Joe's desk and took a moment to catch her breath. She took some deep long breaths of air, letting her body relax, while she breathed in the air, she then tightened all of her body, rubbing her hands over her beautiful muscles. Letting her eyes wander over her beautiful frame. Admiring her pecs, her abs, her biceps. Then she bent her knees and gripped his desk and heaved it across the room. Joe's mouth dropped wide open at this show of strength. "Now get your ass over here wimp, I want you out of those threads. I want to see that weak puny body of yours. I want to see exactly what a little wuss of a man you are" Mary demanded. "Mary...do you realise who you are dealing...." before he could finish Mary slapped his face with one hand, and grabbed his wrist with the other and wrenched it behind his back and twisted it upwards towards his neck. "AAaaaahhhHHH" Joe yelped. "Shaddap, you baby, YES! I know exactly the type of person I am dealing with Mr Taylor. You are nothing but scum. You don't intimidate me. Men like you are good for nothing but to hurt and to practise my amazing powers of strength on. Now are you going to remove those clothes or am I? Oh, don't bother answering" she ripped his shirt off "that colour doesn't suit you anyway" she yanked the fabric hard, popping all the buttons "You really ought to go more for Navy blue" then tore off his tie "And that tie" RIP "Is disgusting. Your dress sense obviously needs some work. Now, lets have a look at that cock of yours" UNZIP "Hmmmm, not too bad, definitely one of your more appealing muscles" "And, I can see how very, very much you are enjoying my attentions on you" She said eying his engorged member. In fact the sight of him naked and vulnerable, with his clothing in shreds around him, his pecker hard and throbbing in nothing but his shoes and socks, nearly made Mary want to burst out laughing. There was a perverse pleasure for her to be in such a controlling position. To know that she had the potential to really HURT this man. She continued twisting his arm and his face was screwed up in pain. He was groaning and begging her to stop. "You weakling, just a boy arent you. Not even gonna try and fight back are you? Just gonna let me, yes me, A MERE woman hurt you!. Come on, fight me like a man. Come on you gutless spineless piece of dirt. You can't do it can you, can you?" She taunted him. "AArrrrrggHH YOU BITCH, YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" Joe yelled at Mary "Your'e nothing BUT A FUCKING CUNT!!!" and he brought up his knee forcefully into her stomach. Mary was ready for this, had hoped for this, had deliberately tried to egg him on, knew he had a bit of spirit in there somewhere, wanted him to fight her. Truth was, she loved these situations, thrived on them, even created them with her boyfriend. Although with him, it was more playful. She tried not to get too carried away, and she hardly ever left bruises. Oh, except for that time....oh well, he's OK now, thats the main thing...Oh, and this morning of course...well, that was intentional, he never should have fooled around on her..He deserved the 2 broken ribs and cracked skull. Her stomach muscles were so hard that his knee had no impact on her at all. She grabbed his knees and flung him down on the ground straddling him, crushing his chest with her thighs,his arm still twisted behind him. "Don't you know how rude it is to curse in front of a lady Mr Taylor? My, Oh My your Mama really ought.." and she squeezed her huge thighs around his body, her knees digging into his ribs "to have taught you a few more manners.." squeezing, crushing his chest harder with her huge thighs, seeing his face screwed up in pain, hearing him groan between clenched teeth "probably not entirely her fault though..." feeling his rock hard cock twitching against her buttocks "An ignoramous like probably treated your Mother like dirt!!" With this she pressed her entire upper body weight into his stomach, hearing his breath expel from his lungs. Then she reached behind her and slapped his cock back and forth with the palm of her hand. Hearing the stinging sound her hand made slapping against his tender skin. His eyes were rolling backwards and his face was an unnaturally pale shade, with red blotches on his cheeks. He was gasping in short, sharp breaths. "Now, Now Mr T, don't pass out on me, pull yourself together. I still need to see what you can do with that mouth of yours" She released her grip of his arm, and expertly slipped her tiny panties off. Explosing her neatly trimmed pubic hair, that had tiny drops off moisture visible. Evidence of the excitement that she was feeling in her vagina by treating Joe this way. "Hmmmmm, you got me so HOT Mr Taylor, my vagina is aching. Hard to believe a mere boy like you could get the juices of woman like me flowing isn't it? But you have Mr Taylor...my fanny needs a good tongue bathe" She reached behind her and unclasped her tiny lacey bra, letting her magnificent breasts spill out. "See, these nipples? these breasts? Yes, I do have a 'Nice Rack" don't I?" and she puffed out her chest and used her pecs to make her breast swell. "they also need the administrations of your tongue, they need to be kneaded with those slender boyish fingers of yours, they surely do. You better do it to my satisfaction Mr Taylor or...." her eyes twinkled mischieviously "I will be the one giving you the licking and I won't be using my tongue!" She clenched her fist and flexed her arm, letting her eyes drop to her bicep admiring her muscles. Then she slammed her fist into his stomach, and pulled him into a sitting position and once again sat on him wrapping her thighs around his waist locking her ankles together behind him. Her fingertips almost casually rested on his shoulders, and she pulled his head into her beautiful breasts "Lick me, Lick me good..." He hesitated, he could barely breath with the weight of her breasts around his face, she dug her fingertips into his shoulders and commanded him once again "Lick me...boy, Lick me!!" and she squeezed his shoulder with her hands with all her might. Automatically his tongue flicked faster and faster over her nipples... "Now, thats more like it Mr Taylor, yes, thats much better" she breathed. "ooooh aaaaah" She could just hear his barely audible groans coming from the depths of her breasts. She kept her grip around his waist and whenever she felt him slowing down with his tongue movements she just squeezed him between her thighs and he soon got to realise that she preferred the faster rhythum. Her eyes were half closed, her own tongue was licking her lips, scraping her teeth, her breathing had quickened and in her aroused state, she didnt realise that her huge bosum was just about suffocating Joe. The pleasure coursing throughout her caused her body to spasm, her grip to tighten on both his shoulders and the pressure around his waist from her legs was enormous. Somehow Joe, hardly noticed all this anymore, he too was beyond caring, almost, not quite, but almost beyond the pain. He was so intent on pleasuring this woman, this woman who had hurt him, humiliated him. This woman who had him more aroused than he had ever felt before. "Oh God..." Mary groaned "Not bad, Mr T, Not bad at all..." She felt waves of tingling sensations spiralling through her body. She manourvered her body so that her pussy was above his face her ankles around his neck, her legs wide open while she squatted above him. "Now, I want you to do the same with my vagina, bring me to climax with your tongue. I want you to lick my clit, lick my clit as though your life depends on it. I want you to tongue me, deeply, I want to feel your tongue in the dark, warm, wet depths of my vagina. Now, get to work on me scumbag" and she tightened her grip around his neck with her ankles. "Thats it.." and she pulled his head closer to her body by the hair "faster..." then she grabbed his arms and raised them to her breasts "deeper.., Mr T deeper.." and she squeezed his arms with all her might "harder..." gripping his neck with her ankles and crushing him. "Thats it, thats it...good boy, Mr Taylor, good boy...your Mama, would be proud.." and her breathing increased and once again her orgasm rippled throughout her body. She reached behind her and gripped his cock with her hand and proceeded to jack him off. Three strokes and he came, and shoots of hot white cum splurted onto his stomach. "You didnt deserve that you asshole, but I'm not selfish, maybe you could learn some lessons!" she lifted herself off him, and he lay crumpled on the floor in a heap. Sticky cum on his belly, his arm lying at an unusual angle, and his she could already see black bruising appearing around his chest and ribs. His hair was wet with sweat and was plastered to his forehead, he looked like a beaten, weak man. She laughed at the sight of him laying there all pitiful and helpless. "Next time you reverse into a MERE woman's car you might want to be a bit more of a gentleman about it" and she donned the long coat she had been wearing glanced at the clock on the wall and continued "Now, Mr Taylor, you've made me run very late for my gym workout, I will be back in an hour, by then you had better have made the appropriate arrangements about getting my car fixed or..." and she nudged him in the balls with her foot "I will not be very happy!" and she tucked her hair back into her cap and casually walked out the door without another glance in his direction.