Turning a Z into an S

Turning a Z into an S 

By: Editor of Sexrealm - 09 

At my office there are all kinds of people, and then there is Zelina. I
am all for diversity in the workplace, but whoever hired that girl must
have been out of his or her tiny little mind. 

Zelina is a punk-rocker, and tries to hide it in a bad suit and long
skirt. However, she is still a punk-rocker, with short wavy black hair,
a contemptuous snarl on her lips, and enough muscle to topple a truck.
I mean, this girl has lovely curves, and muscles, loads of them. I am
guessing she does a lot of weights in her spare time, and she tries to
hide this fact as well, but I have seen the tone of her legs, and once
she shrug off her jacket trying to reach the top of a shelf, and I got
to watch her rippling back, shoulders and midsection through her blouse
as I was passing her office. 

She is an outspoken feminist, she has a girlfriend, and she never comes
to the company parties. She stays away from everyone else, eating on
her own, staying a lot in her office, that sort of thing. She is a
mystery, but a very very hot one. 

The company we work for is a big merchant bank, and we have our own
penthouse suite on top of the office building. We usually entertain
foreign guests up there, there are spaces for them to stay during their
visit, and we can hold company parties up there as well. It is also a
great place to fuck if you feel the desperate need to. Right now, it
was the only place I wanted Zelina Marx (yes, that's her name). I went
up to the penthouse, cleaned it and then called the front desk asking
them to get Zelina up here. 

A good ten minutes passed before I heard the elevator doors open out in
the penthouse lobby, and heard a knock at the door. 

"Come in!" I called, and the door opened. She was standing out there, in
her conservative dark suit and long skirt, her blouse buttoned up all
the way, and while looking exceedingly blasé she also conveyed the
utter contempt she felt for getting called up here. 

"Yes? Oh... it's you..." Now the contempt was visible on her face. We
had had a few run-ins in the past, she had caught me looking at her,
and I had attempted to chat her up, or just carry on a conversation
with her. It had not worked. She hated me. 

"Yes, I thought it was time you got to see this place. And I had an
offer for you." I walked closer as she stepped in, closing the door
behind her. I could only see some of her calf under the hem of that
long skirt, but even the small pivot into the room was enough to cause
the muscle under the smooth skin to flex. This girl had a lot more
going on that she let on. "This is the penthouse, and it is the place
where people can advance their careers very very quickly in this
company." Her brows knotted, watching me as she strode across the room,
to put some distance between herself and me. 

"Yeah, I have heard. Girls come up here as assistants, give some
traveling rep a blowjob and becomes a personal secretary. That's just
demeaning and stupid." I could see the fire in her eyes. Stuff like
that really got to her. She was a dyed-in-the-wool ultra-feminist, and
I had seen her with her girlfriend, so she was at the very least a bi,
possibly a lesbian. 

"Well, I had this thought..." crossing over to the other end of the room
I drew the big sheer blinds for the wide balcony door and windows,
lowering the room in a sort of soft noon mist of light. "You know how I
have been looking at you, and you know I want to see more of you, so I
have this challenge for you." 

"And what makes you think I am even remotely interested in anything you
have to offer, huh?" She put her hands to her hips, striking a pose,
not overly theatrical, but very aware of how powerful this made her
look. 

"If you succeed in this challenge you get my office." I saw her raise an
eyebrow at this. I had a grand corner office, one of the largest on the
floor. "However, if you are not interested..." 

"I am not above taking your office and sending you to the janitor's
closet they stuck me in. What do I have to do?" 

"It is relatively simple. This place is set up to handle almost every
activity you would want; there is a gym, a pool, a tennis court,
everything. So I propose a challenge. Best out of three. You pick an
event, and if you beat me at it then you get to pick the next one,. If
you don't then I get to pick. The winner of that one picks the last."
She made a face. Of course it was evident by me asking her up here that
I would challenge her to fuck me the first chance I got, but still, the
thought of that office was spurring her on. 

"And if you cheat and win?" She asked matter-of-factly while standing
over by a low table in a couch-pit in the floor. 

"If I beat you fairly you mean? Nothing. You don't put in a stake at
all. Unless you want to." 

"You are saying that if I beat you at... checkers, and then tennis, I
get your office, and if I lose I just walk away like nothing happened?" 

"That's the deal. Interested?" I could see her thinking it over. In her
dark outfit it was really hard to see, but I could imagine the body
under there, and it was enough to make me throb gently in my trunks. 

"Sure..." She sat in the couch-pit, looking at me. "Come here. First
event is arm-wrestling." I was a bit taken aback by how forward she
was, but I stepped over to the couch sunk into the floor and got down
into it, opposite of her. She had unbuttoned her jacket and slid it off
her, now just in her long skirt and white blouse, the outline of her
bra slightly visible through the material. She had ample curves, and
could easily turn a man's head if she wanted, but chose to keep herself
buttoned up. Her shoulders were wide, accentuated as she shrugged them,
and placed an elbow on the table, her hand up. "Come on, I have work to
do, I just need to beat you first." 

"Ready." I took off my jacket too. I wasn't badly built either, muscular
and fit, but still, the look of her, even covered up like this, was
enough to distract me. I placed my elbow on the table and reached up
with my hand to hers. We clasped onto each other, positioning
ourselves, our free hands gripping the edge of the table for support. 

"On three." I saw a hint of a smile on her lips. She had done this
before, and possibly done really well at it too. "One...... Two...
Three!" Her shoulder corded as she immediately applied pressure, her
hand squeezing mine as she tugged hard to get my hand down. My hand
gripped the edge of the table desperately not to get bowled over, as I
struggled to maintain my position. Slowly her hand was pressing mine
over, and the smile on her face, however concentrated, spread. Her
muscular shoulder flexed as she pressed her feet down under the table,
applying more and more terrifying pressure to get my hand down! I
grunted, pressing back to hold my hand up, not wanting her to get to
that critical angle where strength drains out of my arm, and I could no
longer hold myself up against her. Hauling at her arm I slowly pressed
my elbow down, twisting my shoulder over to slowly, slowly, straighten
our arms up to their original position! 

Her eyes were blazing now as we were on equal footing, as it were,
pushing at each other, shoulders flexing, the table creaking. Sweat was
forming on my forehead, as on hers, as we battled for supremacy in this
primal test of strength. I heard her draw for breath, saw her abs
shifting under her blouse as the grunted, throwing herself into the
contest now, applying more force to get me back into the position I was
in a moment ago. I was struggling to stop her from doing just that, and
with a gargantuan effort started turning her shoulder, her hand
twisting slowly, as I was pressing her over, slowly, ever so slowly. I
saw the blazing heat in her eyes as she pushed, felt the tension she
was putting into her legs as she pressed, hard, to maintain her
position, but slowly, inexorably, I was pushing her over. Her shoulder
shook, as did mine, until finally I pushed her over the line where she
could no longer press up, and her hand slammed down onto the table. 

"Hah!" Triumphant, I looked at her, seeing her face flush with effort,
sweat glistening on her skin as she made a face. 

"Fukker..." Her voice was low, defiant, as she slid her hand off the
table, massaging her wrist and shoulder. "So you won... and then you
get to pick the next event?" 

"That's right. And I think you might do even better in the next one. It
is a bit of a risk for me..." I saw a smirk on her face. She knew what
was coming next. 

"You're gonna ask me to fuckfight you right? See who can get the other
one off first? Well I have to warn you that you are nowhere NEAR my
type, and there is no WAY you can get me off." The smirk on her face
was evil. She felt she had an edge on me, and I knew it was true, but
how could I resist the opportunity of taking on a girl like this. 

"You are right Zelina. Sexfight, whoever cums first loses. Anything
goes. And yes, I may not be your type, but I have a few tricks up my
sleeve that will make you moan, I am sure." I got up from the couch,
unbuttoning the top of my shirt as she walked up to me, sliding in very
close, letting me feel the muscletone through her clothing as she
ground her hips at me a bit, then hooking her fingers to my shirt,
popping another button. 

"So... once I get you to cum, I get to pick the next event, and beat you
at that, and that office is all mine... mmmmhh..." she slid her hand
into my shirt, caressing my broad muscular chest. "I can handle you,
big boy, and you know it. Prepare to spurt." I slide my hands around
her waist, cupping her incredibly toned ass as she caressed my shirt
off, exposing my chest. She leaned in, her tongue flicking my nipples
as she cooed, very convincingly. "You wanna cum for me don't you big
boy?" 

I slid my hands up her ass, up to her lower back, tugging at her blouse,
and slowly she moved, allowing me to pull it off her, dropping her
hands to my belt as she did. Her waist was slim, abs contoured clearly
under her pale skin, and she had a massive set of tits, D-cups in a
heavy lace bra. She rubbed this lace bra against me now as she quickly
undid my belt, sliding it out and discarding it on the floor before
gripping the front of my pants. 

"Oh big boy is so hard... just wants my hand around it, and to cum so
haaard..." she mocked as she pulled my pants open, slipping her hand
down into my trunks, gripping my hard member. I had hooked my hands to
her skirt, and as she started stroking my cock I pulled her skirt down,
leaving her in her thong, her hand down my trunks, stroking my cock. 

"I will make you cry on my cock, until you can't handle anymore...
Zelina..." I pulled her to me, mashing her tits against my chest as I
grabbed her ass. 

"I'll milk you good" she hissed out. "We'll see who can handle who." I
moved one hand up, unhooking her bra, and she let it slip off as she
pushed me back into the couch, straddling my thick thighs, stroking my
cock. With one hand still cupping her tight ass, the other caressed her
face, slipping a finger between her lips to let her lick it, and then
caress her nipple, pinching it slightly, slick with her own saliva. I
rolled the pink nipple between my fingers, watching her muscular
shoulders roll with the sensations rushing through her. 

"Mmh... We'll see... Come on......" She rolled her tongue to the tip of
my finger before pushing down on my trunks, to fully stroke the length
of my cock, feeling the size in her grip. 

"You'll be begging me to stop" she hissed out as she kept pumping her
hand up and down my hard shaft. I slid the slick finger from her now
rock-hard nipple down her hard abs, feeling them flex, and onto her
thong, easily slipping in under them and fingered her gently heated
folds, feeling her body's heat. 

"You... urgh... think so? You sure you won't... urgh yeah... lose
concentration?" I fingered her gently, thumb rubbing her clit as I slid
a finger up and down her slick heated slit. 

"Ohhh!" Her hot tight pussy fingered, her nipples rock hard as she
panted, stroking my man-meat as she felt it stiffen. Her back arched as
I probed her wet slit, her fingers wrapping around my growing manhood.
She looked into my eyes as she slid up and down the veined shaft. 

"You're the one who will lose concentration" she hissed, moaning. I was
grunting as she pumped my rapidly hardening shaft, the smooth veined
member almost too thick for her to wrap one hand around, as I rubbed
her clit, tapping it over and over as I gently slid two fingers up into
her. I could feel her tight muscles spasming around the intruder 

"You... urgh... sure? I can see you... urgmmm... sweating allready." She
was stroking my massive meat, moaning. Her tits were shaking as she
slid up and down the length of the hard meat, rubbing the smooth vein,
stroking the nerve. Her pale skin was shining with perspiration as she
felt my fingers inside her tight cunt. 

"Ughhh yesss I'm sure!" She hissed out, flinging her black hair back,
panting. I was rubbing her clit with my thumb, rolling it under the
pressure as I slowly spread my fingers into a V in her, feeling her
gentle strong muscles spread around it, gripping at them but giving way
as I teased sensitive spots in her. 

"Fukk baby... you're tighter than I imagined." The grunted, feeling me
spread my fingers inside her, her muscles tightened around the invading
fingers. Her juiced coating them as she was feeling the size of the
hard meat swell in her grip. She kept stroking, not slowing down, just
taking long hard strokes as her ground her hips down onto my hand. 

"Uhhhh think you can stretch my hot wet pussy huh?" She spat out. 

"Oh I know it" I gritted my teeth as I moved my hand in her tight vice.
"First with my fingers..." pumping them slowly in and out of her,
rubbing her clit at the same time "and then... urgh yeah...
hmm...mmm... with my cock... you know I can... Or are you scared of
it?" She gasped out at the finger in her tight pussy, her juice rolling
down my hand hearing the wet squishy sounds. She was still stroking my
long shaft. She spat out in defiance again. 

"I'm not afraid of it...are you afraid my tight pussy will milk it dry
hmmm?" She was still panting. 

"Uurgh,... urgh... no... bring it bitch... let's see what you've got!" I
was fingerfucking her faster, rubbing her clit as her hand pumped my
now massively engorged cock. She pulled her hips back, sliding my
fingers from her wet cunt. She looked down at my size an through that
facade of cool I could see she was a bit worried., still confident she
could take it. 

"Bring it then" she hissed as she kneeled over my crotch pulling her
thong to the side exposing her shaven puffy pussy lips, siding them
over the shaft leaving a wet trail on it. I gripped her hips and gently
pulled her into position, pulling my knees up behind her as I started
pushing her down onto my upraised cock. The cockhead was almost the
size of her fist, now pressing up at her opening, threatening to truly
spread her wide! She grinned down at me, as I held her hips, her pussy
opening just over the cockhead. Her pussy muscles pumped, ready to
squeeze the hard meat as she lowered her dripping cunt onto the head,
massaging the tip. 

"Mmmm you ready to get milked?" she hissed out looking into my eyes. She
licked her lips, her pussy leaving my cockhead slick. 

"You ready to get stretched baby? Some women find it impossible to even
fit unless they relax utterly... I don't want to hurt you... much ..."
I countered. I pushed her down, and the massive cockhead started to
ease into her dripping snatch, indeed spreading her tightness wide. I
could see and feel her strong legs and abs shudder at the sensation of
this massive intruder now pressing up into her! A small gasp escaped
her lips as her pussy started stretching wider. She moved her strong
hips a little to put the cock in the best position as she tightened her
kegel muscles on the head pinching it in her tightening pussy. She put
her hands on my pecs as she pushed down, feeling it slide deeper. I
shuddered and groaned under her. The tightness was almost overwhelming,
and the smile on her face was corruptive. My hands on her hips dig
deeper into her strong flesh for a moment before I managed to focus. 

"You like it?" I groaned out, watching her strain to take the head of my
cock into her tightening pussy, feeling the muscles trying to not just
relax to allow the massive width into her, but also tighten around it
to milk me. I admired her efforts as I pushed up, my knees bent up so I
could gently thrust up into her tightness. The sensation was amazing,
and I felt my eyes flutter, as I had to struggle to keep my load, she
was so amazingly tight! She groaned and squirmed on top of me, my cock
not an easy thing to handle, even for her control. Her nectar was
coating it making it slip in easier as her pussy lips surround my
shaft. She lifted her hips up up so that only my cockhead was still in
her grip, then sliding back down, stretching open wide around it. Her
strong muscles were massaging me, stroking the nerves protruding from
the cock. I groaned, biting back the sensations, knowing I had to be
aggressive to get through this. 

"Yeah that's right... worship that cock!" I teased, pumping with my
hips, meeting her as she slid down, filling her quicker than she
anticipated, listening to her catch her breath in her throat. This was
the only way to keep her off balance so she could not work those
muscles on me. I held her hips, pulling her gently back up as I slid
almost all the way out, then pushed her down as I pressed up into her,
overloading her! 

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ughhh!" She gritted her teeth, feeling the hard cock
slide in and out of her tight pussy, her kegels gripping the shaft
again, squeezing the massive meat as I started to pump it. She wiggled
her hips as she sat and pressed down to take the entire cock feeling it
penetrate her womb I was grunting as I felt her powerful muscles
spasming around the massive member, as I pistoned it up into her over
and over, holding her hips still now so she couldn't move, controlling
the motion, depth and pace as I stabbed up into her, filling her, then
withdrawing, leaving her empty, then filling her again. I lifted my
face, lapping at her swat-dripping nipples, as her tits jutted out just
inches over my face. She was screwing up her face, feeling me piston
into her, her pussy stretches then gaping emptily as I slid in and out.
There was a pleasant wet sound as her pussy squisheed the hard cock
coated with her oozing pussy juice. Her eyes were rolling as she was
feeling me sucking at her nipple. She gasped. "Oh h!!" 

I grunted, doubling my efforts, setting an irregular and deep pace,
sometimes hammering my cock up into her four or five times, then
sliding out slowly, tortuously slow, then sliding up into her again,
slowly. Hammering her cunt with another six deep hard blows, then slow
again, keeping her snatch guessing, unable to anticipate what sensation
would follow next! 

"Uughhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" She was throwing her head from side to side,
gritting her teeth, grunting as I hammered in deep, her pussy trying to
swallow the entire shaft then slowly pulling out and pushing in. She
strained, leaning back, her firm heavy tits bouncing as she started to
bounce up and downn my cock, her pussy swallowing the entire shaft. 

"Yeah that's it!" I hissed, slamming into her over and over as I felt
her spasming, her strong thighs flexing and heaving, her abs and back
moving, arching, as the sensations washed in over her. I drove into her
tightness over and over, driving her towards the edge as I reached up,
lapping at her exposed nipples! 

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhh!Ggawd ughhhh!" She ground down hard on my shaft, the
head of my cock pounding inside her slick tightness. She shook her head
trying to milk the massive load from my balls. "Ughhh ... Come on!" she
hissed out. 

"You still think you can take me?!" I was grinning as I was in my
element now, holding her to me as I nibbled on her nipple, slamming
into her over and over, her muscles formidable, but without any control
she could only react, and I was pushing her limit with this irregular
pace, spearing into her, stretching her SO wide! 

"OHHHHHHHHH!!!" she gasped as her pussy spasmed, feeling my teeth
nibbling her rock-hard nipples. "Ughhh!" she slapped back down on me
swallowing the cock deep as she wiggled her hips making my cock twirl
inside her. She pumped her kegel muscles again, her pussy trying to
milk me, moaning out over and over, desperate now. "OHHHHH!" I lifted
her with my grip on her ass and hips, savagely thrusting up into her,
then a quick salvo of rapid shallow thrusts just passed her lips,
making her juices drip onto my hard abs and thighs. 

"Ughhhhhh GAWD!" she hissed out feeling me power into her. Her eyes went
wide, and she drew a long gasp and started to shiver as she came, hard,
spasming, squirting her juice as her pussy exploded over my cock!
"Aaarghhh fukkkkkk! Shhhhhiiiitttt!!!" 

"Ah yess... that's it... cum hard Zelina... your pussy can take a few
more..." I kept hammering, hard and fast, up into her spasming cunt,
holding her in place as I looked into her eyes, seeing her glaze over,
sweating. Her pussy was coating my cock with hot nectar, feeling me
hammer away 

"Uhhhh gawd uhhhhhhh!!" My cock was digging deep into her tightness as
she gyrated and wiggled. She was leaning forward now, panting in my ear
as I drove up into her. I tightened my grip around the small of her
back as I ground my hips up, completely filling her cunt, stretching it
so wide she almost cried out, before pulling out and giving her four
hard fast thrusts up into the spasming tightness! 

"Ughh gadwd!" she groaned out, feeling my cock stretch her. She gasped
as I held her ass thrusting up again. She again started to cum hard on
my cock squirting her juices over my thighs. I slid out, nearly all the
way, and as she started to cum I pushed back in, one long deep hard
stroke, filling and stretching her, feeling her cunt spasm and contract
uncontrollably around my hard shaft! I gripped hold of her throat,
holding her up as I saw her muscular abs and shoulders roll, crunching
and spasming. She kept groaning out, as I was not letting her come down
from this spiral of rapterous damnation. 

"Aarrghh you fukker! Oh gawd! Ughh gawd!" Her eyes were open now,
staring as I pulled out and shoving in her tight pussy, gasping. "Ohhh
your cock is so big!Oohhhh fuck!" she hissed out and swallowed it again
as her pussy tightened on my shaft. I tightened my grip on her throat,
looking up into her eyes as I drove her into higher climax, her pussy
spasming round my wide shaft, unable to stop! 

"Uuugghhhh!" She gasped. "Ohhh gawd! Cum in me! Give me your seed!" Her
pussy swallowing my shaft to the balls as she humped, feeling my
fingers around her throat. I looked up as I hammered up into her, hard
and fast. 

"You gotta cum once more, and scream for me." I hissed. On command her
pussy gushed out its juices and she shook violently over me, hammering
down, hard and slow as she came! I let go of her throat, looking into
her eyes, holding her back in place as I drilled up into her squirting
pussy, slapping her cheek to get her attention amidst all this chaos in
her brain. "Who beats your pussy bitch? Say it..." 

"Ughh your cock is winning! Ohhhh!" She gasped feeling it stretch her so
wide. In a long series of moans and whimpers, gasps and groans, she
shook over me, her eyes tearing up. I slapped up into her again. 

"Need me to stop before you pass out? Or can you take some more?!" I
slapped her face again as I drilled up into her over and over! She was
just crying out with every thrust now, feeling my balls slapping her
tight ass as she fell back, my cock pushing deep into her. 

"Yeah? Yeah?! You about ready to give baby?" I was smiling at her as I
hammered into her cunt, feeling her body convulsing over me, held in
place! 

"Not to you fucker! Uhh!" Her pussy was sliding up and down my shaft as
she fucked me back. "Cum in my pussy... uhhhhhhh!" I slapped her face
as I drove into you. 

"Oh yeah? You have some more gas left in the tank baby? I will run you
till you can't anymore!" I kept pistoning up into you! She was gasping,
hammering back down, slapping into my full ball sack. She pressed up to
me, wrapping those muscular arms around my head, pulling me in between
her big firm tits, her pussy was still fighting my cock. " 

"You fukker!! Uhhhh gawd!" She was shaking, sweating, fighting so hard.
I was looking up at you, sliding hard and deep into you, slowly now,
feeling her body arching over me. 

"Ahh yes, that's right... fight for it... let me hear you break." I
hissed at her. 

"You can't break my pussy!" she gasped feeling me slide deep and slow
holding it there as she gasped "Uhhh gawd! Noooooo! I can't let your
cock win!" Her pussy squeezed on it. I rolled her over, pushing her
strong muscular form down on the carpet, her strong toned legs hooked
to my hips, spread wide as I pinned her down, hammering down into her
pussy, deep and hard, stretching her so badly, filling you then pulling
off, almost leaving her gaping, empty, then filling her fully again,
again, again! "Ohhh gawd!" she gasped, feeling my cock stretch her
tight pussy. She was panting hard as I pulled out to the fat head and
pushed in, stretching her pussy lips again. "Uuurrgghhh!" She groaned
out, feeling me hold her down, driving in deep. "Ohhhh gawd
nooooooooooo!" 

"Yessss!" I hissed out as I drove into her over and over, feeling her
entire body stretching and flexing under me, so ripe for a submission
to my cock now! She flexed hard under me, screaming out, over and over,
drawing deep ragged breaths then exhaling in a scream! "Yeah! That's
it... How much you got left now Zelina? One more? Two? Or are you about
done?" I slapped her tits as I fucked her hard, driving down, filling
and stretching her. 

"Ohhh gawd!" she panted, my cock beating her tight pussy, screaming as
her pussy juice coated my cock. "OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Her legs hooked high,
flexing, unable to protect herself from the torrent of orgasms I was
subjecting her to. I was smiling down at her as I saw the light about
to go out of her eyes. 

"Who just beat your pussy baby?" 

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Shaking under me, gasping and crying out over and
over. "Your cock won! Its so big! Ohhhhhhhh!" I slapped down at her,
watching your body arching and tensing under me, over and over 

"Yess... you're done ..." I pulled my now rock-hard glistening cock from
her spasming pussy, her body collapsing back down onto the carpet. 

She was laying there, short black hair sopping wet from the proper
fucking she just received. Panting. 

"Goddammit." That was two out of three, she knew. There was still a fire
in her eyes. I rose off her, grabbing her by the arms and shoulders to
get her to her feet, feeling her muscular legs bit unsteady. I looked
into those fiery eyes as I wiped some sweat from her face 

"Now, it seems that you are losing out. If you lose one more then it is
all over." Then again, I mused, if she kept losing out like this her
mind might just snap into a new delicious shape. 

"Lose one more? Wait, you already won two out of three... is... is this
a trick?" She was starting to try and regain her bearings, glancing for
ways out, objects to use as weapons, a weak point in my grip. Nothing
seemed to come up. She bit her lower lip. I turned her away from me,
pulling her back so that those flexing strong shoulders rested against
my broad pecs, my hands running down her sides, then up the hard belly,
cupping her firm breasts, hissing in her ear. 

"You didn't think I was going to just let you lose out so perfectly then
let you run, did you?" She chuckled darkly. 

"You beat me. You fucked me. What are you going to do now, hm?" She
gritted her teeh, feeling me baring down on her. I slid my hands over
her bare breasts, feeling them slick with sweat, pinching the dark
nipples, twisting them, slowly, until I felt her shoulders roll. 

"I think I will keep it up. Somewhere under this rock-hard exterior
there is a true little slut that just needs to be fucked out of her
shell. Wouldn't you like that, Z?" I whispered, kissing her neck,
tasting the sweat. She growled and tried to tear away by sheer
determination, failing pretty quickly in her shattered, exhausted
state. 

"Fuck you, I'm no man's slut, ass hole..." She fell back into my arms,
my hands grabbing her body, her nipples reacting despite themselves. 

"No, that's true. However.." I was playing her nipples, slowly kicking
her legs spread as I moved behind her. "I think that you WILL be...
once we are done here. Ah yess..." I hissed as I felt her body reacting
to the sensations those firm wonderful tits were being subjected to.
She could barely even push anymore as her legs were kicked out, spread,
losing her balance, falling forward, feeling more helpless than ever. I
pulled her back up, my hands hard on her firm soft tits, kneading them
as I pinched and played with those lovely nipples, relishing her
weakened state. 

"You are not getting away... you might as well enjoy it. It is not like
you can resist it forever." 

"You want to fucking bet, you bastard..." She hissed, letting out a half
cry, half moan as the nipples are tweaked in a particularly sensitive
spot. "Look, you've won, ok? You won the damn contest. Just let me go
and you won't have to see me again." I slid a hand off a firm tits,
feeling the barest hint of a moan through the hard body as the stream
of pleasure-mixed pain stops emanating from that orb, the other still
being manhandled. My hand slid down, over her sweat-slick and hard abs,
down to her throbbing sex. 

"Why would I let you go? When something this perfect drops into my lap
it has to be taken for a spin..." I hissed, palming her pussy slowly,
as I moved behind her, the familiar hard prod of my cock now evident on
the back of her muscular thigh, moving up. 

"Ahhh ahhhh... aghhh you... bastard..." I could feel how she hated this.
Why was she reacting? Feeling my cock pressing, close now to fucking
her for the second time today. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to
deny reality. I was rubbing her pussy slowly with one hand, her tit
with the other, as I move slowly behind her, guiding my cockhead up to
her opening, kissing her neck. 

"And yet you are going to cum so hard Z... Right here... in this grip...
and scream." 

"No no no... it's not true... can't be..." She felt the cock lingering.
She hated that, hated that I was stretching this moment out nigh to
eternity. And yet, was that a trace of new wetness forming in her
pussy? Was it readying to take something deep in...? I was moving
slowly, purposefully, pressing my hips up, feeling her tight ass mashed
up against my lower abs as my cockhead started stretching her pussy
WIDE again. 

"You sound like such a hard case Zelina... I think... urhg" I grunted,
sliding deeper into her. "I think you will need a new name when you are
properly tamed." 

"New name? New name?! FUCK YOU!" She cried out, and yet, in her
struggles to escape, she ended up slamming back into the massive cock
impaling her. Her eyes went wide (and so did her pussy) as it filled it
up. "Oh... fukkk..." 

"Aahh yes... That's the warrior spirit... that's what I want to.. urgh
yeah... feel." I smiled, my hand sliding to her clit, rubbing it slowly
as my other hand held her in place, kneading and pinching at a dark
nipple. She was pounding down against my cock, viciously, as if her
pussy was a weapon, growling and gnashing like a beast gone mad as I
roughly manhandled her, nipples erect under my hands, whole body wired,
slamming down on the cock again and again. I smiled as I thrusted up
into her, my fingers rubbing at her sensitive pearl, making her sweat
as she fuck back hard. 

"Oh good... let's see who destroys who huh?" I moved my hips back,
pistoning up into her, eliciting a flexing arching of that muscular
body as I rubbed her clit! Bent like a bow she continued to slam down
hard, almost in a frenzy, shrieking in pain/pleasure/fury, as if her
personality was throwing everything it had at me, pouring sweat, her
pussy getting drilled raw as I bored into her. I slid my hand off her
tit to the throat, closing my fingers around it as I let her lean
forward, using the arching in her muscular back and the tensing of her
legs and ass as a weapon against her as I held on to her hips, rubbing
her clit, and now around her throat as I SLAMMED into her! Her air
supply being drastically reduced, her strength fading now, she slammed
harder than ever back, with a power out of sorts even for her muscular
body... one last blow, as she was beginning to almost black out. One
last blow and the dam burst... she came. Hard. Again, but far, far
harder than the last time. Erupting, spasming as she fell back into me,
sloppy wet, moaning, hot angry tears rolling down her cheeks. I rolled
my arm up around her throat as I hooked her up to my chest, the strong
sweat-covered back spasming against my chest as I rubbed her clit,
feeling her up on her tip-toes, flexing and shaking as she came so hard
around my cock, the best the warrior had to throw out and now
vanquished, whispering in your ear. 

"That's right... cum Salinda." She shot into another orgasm, Salinda's
first, erupting too. 

"Ohhhhh, ohhhh fuck yes. Yes, yes yes YESS!!!" She was losing it again,
but falling back into me once more, but a different noise. Not of
defiance now, almost a purr, a luscious, warm, pleasured purr. 

"Good girl" I was holding her still now, rubbing her clit as I felt her
body writhe and squirm in my grip, not to get away, but to get more...
so much more. "Salinda likes cumming on my cock doesn't she?" She was
settling back from her orgasmic peak into the pleasure of my fingers on
her clit. 

"Y... yes..." Something in the voice had cracked, it was more sensuous
now. 

"Salinda? You want to cum sitting in my lap... let me play with your
tits and make you cum again?" I kiss at her strained neck, holding her
up as I rubbed at her clit, still moving my cock in and out of her
stretched pussy, 

"Yesssss..." almost an animal hiss, she reclined back into my lap,
beginning to gently rock against the cock that had just conquered a
piece of her soul as I handled her warm, slick tit and clit. I put her
firmly back onto the carpet, feeling her legs sway as I slid from her
pussy, feeling her lower abs tensing at the loss of the sensation as I
let her stand on her own, going over to the couch, sitting down. 

"Come here Salinda." She turned, and there was a look on her face, how
she missed the feeling of the cock in her pussy. She walked --
tottering all the way -- over to me. She was smiling like a great
weight had lifted. I smiled back as she approached, the difference in
stance and motion is evident, and the look on her pretty face, the calm
little smile, almost coy, and yet so lustful. I sat back, my cock hard,
pointing straight up. "You can sit on my lap if you want... but then
you have to kiss me first Salinda." Something, in the back of her head,
memories of kissing her girlfriend after a feminist rally, but it
didn't disturb her enough. She wondered at the thought for a second,
then leaned in for a kiss, lips opening. We kissed softly, my hands
caressing her sweat-dripping waist, hips, tongue lapping at hers before
breaking it softly, looking at her. 

"Come here Salinda... I have heard that you have the nicest tightest
pussy in the office. Care to give me a demonstration?" She was melting
into the kiss like warm butter. The words about the office triggered
something. 

"Wait, Salinda sounds... different. Z... Zel... something. Is that my
name?"She turned around, wet pussy descending onto the hard cock. I
guided her hips down, my cock pressing up against her pussy, slowly
pushing her wide around it, so slowly now. 

"Oooh that is... so warm and tight Salinda...Can I... touch your
breasts?" 

"Mmmm... oh yess... but you don't have to ask... just touch them...
rawr..." Her brow furrowed again. "Zelina? Was that my name?" I moved
my hands up, caressing her sweat-covered tits, pushing them together,
slowly rubbing them as she sank down further on my cock 

"Salinda? You really should use your wonderful tits more... Give
titfucks to the guys at the office... You look so magnificent, I am
sure they would love it." 

"Mmm, thank you... oh yes, that feels so good, i love it when my tits
get fucking handled like that... sooo good..." Yet something about the
tit-mauling brought up memories too. "One of them tried to touch them
earlier... was it this morning? But i think i was rude to him... he
called me "that damn dyke Zelina" or something. OH, but I don't like
office clothing. It's so boring..." I moaned softly as she sank down on
my cock, feeling her hips moving slowly as I caressed her tits. 

"Oh don't worry about it Salinda... If you just smile pretty I am sure
you can wear whatever you want and noone will stop you..." I moved her
up a bit as I moved my hips under her, feeling her pussy tighten around
my cock. "Oh... are you going to cum on my cock now, Salinda?" I saw a
sparkle in her eye as she smiled. 

"Yes Sir." And cum she did. Almost on command, like I had won the war
over her pussy and now it was a loyal soldier. Another gushing wetness
came down from her pussy. I smiled as I felt her sink back against my
chest again as I caressed her tits, feeling her heaving and sweating,
amazed at her stamina. 

"Salinda..." still feeling her cum, her mind breached wide open. "You
really should grow your hair long and blonde again... To be pretty for
the boys in the office" 

"I don't think so." She made a face, nose wrinkling, an old gesture of
Zelina's. "I don't really like blonde, or long..." I felt her
resistance, quickly pushing her off my cock, turning her so that she
straddled my lap, gently positioned over my cock, letting her sink down
again, her pussy gushingly slick now, heated and oh so sensitive from
the torrent of orgasms she had already endured. 

"Oh of course you do. Long flowing platinum-blonde hair to make the boys
happy." I hissed to her as I looked up at her face, seeing the
expression pained, conflicted. 

"Ahhhh..." she moaned as it sank into her raw, battered pussy. "No. I
just don't like blonde hair, especially platinum. Ick. Ick. Too many
women do it just to make random guys happy or some shit." While still
far more docile, she did start blinking, like there was something she
couldn't quite recall. I looked up at her as I slid my hands in under
those muscular arms, gripping her shoulders from behind and slowly,
slowly bending her over backwards, her legs trapped straddling my
massive thighs as she was bowed over backwards, her proud tits sticking
up as I violently shoved my hips up, impaling her completely on my
cock! 

"Ahhh! What are you doing?!" She called out, surprised. She was fucking
like I had asked. I could see that Salinda thought she was being good,
if a little bratty. I just grunted as I pulled her down, arching her
harder, my cock slamming up into her battered pussy. 

"Urgh... Salinda WANTS long platinum-blonde hair!" I called out,
slamming into her again, again, hard as I twisted her almost over! "She
enjoys men looking at her like a simple piece of fuckmeat!" She
wriggled, though not resisting nearly as fiercely as Zelina had done. 

"No no no! You'll have to cut it all off me... I won't do it! I've been
good. Fucking you like you said..." Hiking my shoulders forward, I
latched my lips onto her upturned nipple, biting down hard into the
dark nub as I slammed my hips up into her, then releasing with a hard
Pop! 

"Yes, shave your head, wear a long flowing wig until it grows out... and
you will love it!" I hissed as I kept slamming up into her as her
muscular body was turned into a pretzel in my lap. 

"Argh! No, you can't! Not my hair! You beast!" Bent over, body rendered
totally, painfully immobile, she was still crying out. 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Each word gets a long hard thrust up into her, feeling
her legs trying to unknot themselves but I hooked her feet under my
thighs, locking her into position before I returned to torturing her
nipples, nibbling, lashing and then biting and blowing on them! 

"AGGHHH!!!" She screamed out, then collapsed, limp, as she had one last
orgasm, pussy by now horrifically raw. I slowly pulled her up, her
sweat-drenched chest mashed up against mine, feeling her body spasming
slightly as I whispered in her ear. 

"Salida wants her long platinum-blonde hair... halfway down her back, so
the boys will think you are pretty, right?" 

"Yess..." More tears now, her face relaxing. "Yes... whatever you
say..." Knowing that soon her locks would be gone, replaced with a wig.
One more part of her stripped away, replaced, changed forever. She came
again, her body convulsing gently in my lap. I smiled, feeling her
pussy spasming weakly around my cock, unable to contain herself or her
reactions as her mind was being picked away. I kissed her gently. 

"Salinda is such a lovely slut, never says no to giving a blowjob,
handjob or titfuck in the office. You like that don't you?" I caressed
her exhausted body, feeling that she was nearing the end of her rope,
wits and endurance now. She was close, almost blank, ready for the
leash, almost droning out her response, like in a trance. 

"Salinda is just meat... only womanmeat for their pleasure... only
purpose is to obey...... Obey and be good..." 

"She loves it when they call for her, wanting to please them, see them
enjoy her...... Salinda is such a nice girl... A good girl. " I held
you close to me, kissing her gently, feeling how her breaths are
ragged, uneven. Had she not been in such marvelous shape this might
have given her a heartfailure, due to the strain. Now she was strong,
strong enough to take it. 

"Yesss... a sultry, lusty slut..." she whispered as her mind approached
zero. Open, malleable, ready. I slowly lifted her off my cock, placing
her on her back on the couch, hooking one strong leg over its back, the
other hanging limply to the floor as I kneeled between them, licking my
lips 

"There is one more thing I need you to do Salinda. Will you be a good
girl and do it for me?" I caressed her sweat-covered body, feeling it
heaving and twitching, so broken and battered. 

"What is your will?" her voice was almost distant now. I leaned down,
tongue flicking at her clit, causing the hips to jerk, the body
wracking with the sensation. 

"I want you to cum, hard, and scream out "Good night Zelina" when you
do... Can you do that for me?" Then I returned to lapping softly at her
clit. I felt after a moment she had it in her, one last cum as my
tongue soothed and aroused badly battered flesh for one last go. 

"Good night ZELINA!! She screamed it at the top of her lungs, with one
last explosive spasm! I kept lapping at her clit, amazed she had it in
her to cum so hard, and how fast she got to her breakingpoint with this
simple application. I rested the tip of my tongue on her clit, feeling
how her entire body was heaving and quaking, letting her ride our every
delicious moment of the orgasm, until the muscular frame slumped, weak,
into the couch, her eyes fluttering, rolling back into the skull,
closing. 

She was blank in that void, all that ferocious energy poured out. A
tabula rosa. Ready for use and remaking. I was sitting beside her,
watching Salinda stirring on the couch, the sun having long set over
the city outside, the building empty now apart for the two of us. I
smiled, watching her, having gotten dressed and collected some things
from a friend, waiting for her to awaken. Her eyes slowly fluttered
open. The halflight of the city coming in through the wide windows. 

"W... Where am I?" Her body was sore, her pussy in particular. "What
happened?" I handed her a towel and a wet sponge. 

"You and I played a little game Salinda. Congratulations. You won!" I
caressed her cheek slowly. "Now you can clean your self off a bit and
then I can show you what you won, ok?" I gave her a big fluffy white
robe, Zelina's clothes long gone. She nodded, wanting to obey at a
deep, deep level, smiling. 

"Oh my. That sounds great. I like winning things..." Her lips curled up
further. She sponged herself down thoroughly, flesh already glistening
to start her first new day. Drying off, her short black hair sticking
out at odd angles. She tied up the fluffy robe, which still left her
curves amazingly unhidden. 

"Yes, you were very good. First of all, there is this..." I reached into
a bag, pulling out a long platinum-blonde wig, giving it to her. "I am
not sure we can get it to fit though. Try it out." She did, but it
failed, handing it back. 

"Yeah, I think you're right. Plus it'd just be itchy with all this wet
hair underneath." 

"Yes, That's what I thought too, but we can fix it." I said, taking out
an electrical clipper and shaver from the bag. "Just lean back in the
couch and I can get rid of your wet hair, and you will look great with
this instead." I saw her hesitating for just one second, but obedience
took over, she leaned back on the couch, hair wet and ready. Still
smiling. It would feel good to have a clean scalp, ready for that
gorgeous wig. I walked around the couch and caressed her cheek gently
before thumbing the trimmer to life, letting it slide up the back of
her neck, and the buzzing changes pitch as it dug into her black hair,
letting it drift to the floor in wet chunks. It left clean, pale scalp
underneath. The last vestige of her old life leaving. A blank drone,
ready to be re-dressed, dolled up as its owner sees fit. I turned the
clipper over to the shaver, the buzzing a low drone, the vibrations
buzzing into her head as I carefully cut away any black stubble. The
steady hum lulling her, she felt peaceful, content. Soon even the
stubble was gone, the scalp completely shaven. I gently caressed her
shaven head, then helped her fit the long blonde wig on her head. It
fit perfectly, she felt it, pale blond as metal, straight down to her
waist, snug over her fresh, new flesh. She already felt like a
different woman. I slid my hand down her cheek, as I circled back
around. 

"You look very good Salinda. Open your robe for me. And here, take this"
I handed her the fast-acting painkiller, only good for fifteen minutes,
but I wouldn't need more. She swallowed it down easily, robe opening,
D-cup tits perking up. It felt good, so good, to obey. 

Slowly kneading and caressing her breasts I knelt between her legs,
taking out the object from my bag, looking like the bastard child of a
scissor and a heavy metal clamp, fastening something to its inner
working as I leaned in, kissing her left nipple. She looked surprised
for a moment, but offered no resistance. Salinda was obedient and
anything done to her must be for the best. 

Feeling her nipple perk up in my mouth I pulled my lips off it with a
wet plop. 

"Now Salida. This will sting, but that just makes you wet, right? You
like it when it hurts just a little?" I pinched the nipple slightly as
I brought up the clamp to rest on her warm titflesh, the metal cold and
alien-looking 

"Oh yes. Hell, Salinda likes it when it hurts a lot." She purred. I set
the clamp around the nipple, looking into her eyes. 

"You can rub your pussy if you want." Seeing her hands instantly settle
over her clit I adjusted the clamp, a slow cold pressure on the nipple,
then a sharp metal CLICK! and the piercing pain of the guidewire being
shot through the nipple, the cold hemming the bloodflow as the ring is
threaded on. It dangles, prettily, from the nipple, an instant
piercing. She moaned deep as the beautiful ring took its place, forever
planted on her nipple. Her fingers were toying with her pussy.	"Oh
yesss, please do the other one..." she moaned. I slid the heavy clamp
to grip the other nipple, watching her eyes. 

"I am sorry I can't fuck you right now... you look so hot Salinda." I
let the clamp settle on the dark hard nipple, and then trigger another
sharp metallic CLICK! and she now had a ring in each nipple, sparkling.
She moaned again as her nipples were turned into a beautifully matched
pair. So delicious now. Ringed like a good girl. 

"It's ok, Sir. we can't fuck all the time." She tried to sound soothing
as she rubbed her pussy. 

"Good girl. I just wanted you to know that I think you could have made
me cum with your pussy if we had the chance to do it... now. " Smiling
I played with her nipples, feeling her draw for breath with the sharp
sensation. "Stick out your tongue for me." I watched her as I adjusted
the clamp.  Instantly her tongue flicked out like a serpent, eyes
glancing up lusciously, ready for the tongue stud. She realized at some
level that this would impede her speech for a bit. But mouths were
primarily for other things anyway. I leaned in to suck on her tongue
for a moment before sliding the clamp in place, and then seeing her
shoulder wrack with the quick pain of the CLICK! as the stud is
fastened in the middle of it. After a second, it withdrew back in the
mouth, as she felt the stud take its new spot. Silent now, but her eyes
did the talking, along with her wettening pussy. 

"Spread your legs. One left." I slid down on my knees between her strong
legs, adjusting the clamp, lapping gently at her pussy. "You like what
you won huh Salinda?" She just smiled, legs spreading. Wet pussy flesh
loving the feel of cold metal. Slowly I fastened the clamp over her
clit, watching her, then triggering the device, the sharp CLICK! making
her hips jerk as the stud is shot through the aching pearl! 

"Ahhhhh!"A sharp inhale/exhale as her much-battered clit got its
improvement. She settled back in, almost cumming right there. I looked
up at her  as I rubbed her now so sore and over.-sensitive clit,
forcing the new sensations into her. 

"That's ok Salida. I know it hurts. You can cum... and it will feel a
lot better. You still have two prizes to go." 

"AHHHH!" The very words were magic to her ears, as she let out a brief
but shuddering orgasm. The clit felt so, so painful, but so, so good.
"Mmmm, still two more? I'm getting curious." She moaned out. I reached
into my bag, slowly taking out what looked like a small leather thong.
I lifted her legs slowly, sliding it up her calves and thighs. 

"Now... I know you want to, but you are not ready to fuck everyone just
yet Salinda". I grinned as this immediately made her pout. "So to help
you I will put this on you. You can still do a lot of other fun stuff
though, like blowjobs and titfucks, ok?" 

"What is it, Sir?" I could see in her eyes that she was feeling the
mysterious new piece of attire, with some... parts... on the inside,
slide up her legs. She did pout a bit, but curiosity was even more
overwhelming. I slowly adjusted it as I slid it in place. 

"It is your chastity-belt, just to let other boys know you are not quite
ready to fuck them. Yet." Sliding the leather and latex thong in place,
with it slight slit over ass and pussy allowing her to visit a
bathroom, but with a small hook which hooked into her clitstud, and a
small bump resting against her opening. She looked down, seeing the
lock that attached to the hook, the only way to release it. Feeling it
not slide at all once it's in place. 

"But won't that mean I'm just horny all the time while they're getting
off?" 

"Yes, but that's ok... I will let you take it off. Oh yes..." Caressing
her long strong legs as I clicked the lock closed, securing the garment
in place, the stud hooked to the inside of the garment,  the straps
slug into her hips and crotch. "I am the only one with the key, so if
you feel... overwhelmed you can come to my office. Or my flat. Here is
the key to my home." I hung it by the hook holding her clitstud, so
that it rests like a decoration on the garment. "One more now" 

"Oh! What's the next one?" Excitement overcoming her brief dismay at
getting her pussy locked up. The key dangled on front of the
leather/latex thong, undulating her hips, so that it gently bumped into
the material, over and over, lewdly stimulating herself. I watched her,
the robe open, her body aflush with sensations, a slight sheen of sweat
from the sensations the piercings caused, still moving slowly, as she
rubbed herself against the chastity-thong. 

"The next one is the big price. It is a true honor for you to wear, and
it is ok if you cum when I put it on. It shows everyone what a really
good girl you are, and that they must respect you for your skills and
attitude from now on. Noone will question it." I took the collar from
the bag, showing it to her as I slid the cold metal decorations on it
up her abs, over her tits, towards her slender neck, kissing her skin
as I leaned up after it. She was purring, whole body awake now, ready,
so ready for it. 

"Want to kiss me before I put it on? Your last kiss as a free woman,
Salinda?" I smiled, watching her, feeling her hips undulating softly
under me as her body revved itself up She leaned in, kissing me deeply,
tongue dancing with mine. Eyes closing, ready for the collar to close
too. I kissed her deep, drinking in the taste and smell, heat as I slid
the collar around her slender neck, clicking it in place, feeling her
stiffen under me, shuddering as the kiss becomes insistent, the entire
body heaving under me as she was brought fully into my service. A
massive, wracking orgasm shakes her to the core, losing herself
completely. Zelina the warrior was gone forever. Salinda the obedient
slut had taken her place. 

End.

• Tigress to Kitty
• The tease by: carmenica diaz