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Halloween Muscle
By Steve (address withheld)

***

A guy gets more than he bargains for when attending a 
party and scares a little girl. (Fdom/M, nc, v, huml, 
ws, alcohol) 

***

Jeannine, the blonde with the smooth skin, great ass 
and the born again personality asked me if I wanted to 
go to a pumpkin carving party. Jeez, who does that girl 
think I am, Mr. Rogers? She's always trying to get me 
to stop my drinking, cursing and all around fun to hang 
out with her and her wholesome friends. The thought of 
it makes me wanna puke, but I was anxious to get into 
her pants so I told her I would swing along. I made 
sure that I had finished a pint of my buddy J Daniels 
before she picked me up, it was the only way I could 
deal with all this sweet boredom. 

So she picks me up about 7, looking real sweet. I 
wanted to do her right there in the card but figured it 
might be easier if I sat through the pumpkin party 
first. So we get there, and the crowd made me more 
nauseous than any booze could. Whole families of church 
going, charitable types. There was one babe there who 
really made my eyes open, however. She was this blonde 
(of course) about 35. She was maybe 5'7" or so, but 
this babe was built, big time. 

I mean, you could see her great butt through her jeans, 
and she had this real nice flat stomach and real firm 
looking tits, like rocks, but she had arms man, I mean 
real muscles, like a construction worker or something. 
Every time she moved you could see her shoulders swell 
and her triceps and biceps dance. She had a nice face, 
too. Nice skin, and her hair was parted in the middle, 
real youthful like. 

I was blown away. I never saw a babe like this one 
before but she was a major turn on! I wanted to take 
her in the back yard and do her right there!! So I tell 
Jeannine to carve her pumpkin herself and I decide to 
meander over to the foxy muscle babe who was carving a 
pumpkin with a young girl, about 12. Must be her 
daughter, a fox in training, I thought. 

By then the Mr. Daniels was taking effect and I had to 
bounce off some furniture to get to the babe, but I 
made it and gave her a big, "Hi how are ya!" and she 
just stares at me. Alright, so maybe my speech might 
have been a little slurred, but that's no reason for 
her to ignore me. Hadn't she ever seen a drunk before. 
I wanted this bitch real bad. 

"Thas a nice pumpkin you doin there," I said. 

Finally she looks at me, real annoyed like and says 
"Thanks" which is okay, but then she says "Are you 
feeling all right sir? Maybe you should sit down for 
awhile, okay?" 

I couldn't believe this bitch. Here I am trying to be 
friendly, maybe show her a little good time later and 
she treats me like I'm some street drunk or something. 
I figured maybe if I said something nice about the 
pumpkin she was carving with her lil girl, maybe then I 
could score some points. So I go to pick up the 
pumpkin. 

Then the bitch shouts "NO!" like I'm her fucking dog or 
something and the little girl actually starts screaming 
some bullshit. So I figure I gotta just take the damn 
pumpkin, so I go to grab it from the mother's hands, 
and sure enough it slips and goes flying halfway across 
the room, splattering across the linoleum. A real 
fucking mess. 

"You drunken bastard!!!" The big blonde was actually 
screaming at me now. The veins in her neck were tense 
and you could see these great chest muscles tighten, a 
MAJOR turn on. 

I was gazing at her shoulder muscles which were 
positively ripped now as adrenaline or something was 
moving through her body. I was really getting into it 
when she interrupted me, still screaming "I was working 
on this pumpkin with my little girl for 45 minutes and 
you just ruined it. Why couldn't you mind your own damn 
business!" 

Man, this babe was really fired up now. I swear, I was 
getting a hard on just being near all that fired up 
female muscle. 

Suddenly, the little girl runs out of the house crying. 
The babe just looked at me with contempt and ran after 
her. Suddenly, my girl Jeannine was in my face, saying 
"This is it for you! You have embarrassed me for the 
last time. We are going home now. I am taking you home 
and then I never want to see you again. Lets go." With 
that she started walking towards the door. 

So I figured I better follow her If I wanted a ride 
home. Besides, the half dozen other people at the party 
were staring at me like I was some sort of criminal or 
something, so I followed them out into the street. 

Then more shit came down. The muscle babe was out there 
trying to get the girl to stop crying, but the kid sees 
me and starts crying all over again saying "Mommy, 
there's that man again, I'm scared! He scares me," and 
then the kid goes ballistic, like I'm a frigging 
monster or something. 

I had had enough of this shit, was pissed that I wasn't 
gonna get to feel her muscular butt, and took the 
opportunity to tell the kid to shut the fuck up. The 
mother just looked at me with this "What the hell 
should I do" look. Jeannine says, "Don't worry Ma'am, 
we're leaving, I'm taking him home, I'm very sorry for 
the trouble." But that wasn't enough. 

The big bitch gets up and actually starts walking 
towards me, still really pumped, you could tell. She 
turns and says to the daughter, "Don't be scared, 
honey, he can't hurt you, look, I'll show you." And 
then she comes up right in front of me, and by this 
time I don't know WHAT to expect. She turns sideways 
and pulls back one arm. That's all I remember. 

Well, Something hit me. The bridge of my nose felt like 
it had been crushed by a fastball and my head swung 
back. Did this bitch hit me like that?? Could any 
woman, even a muscular one, hit that hard?? Boom! I 
never saw anything, but suddenly my chest felt like it 
was crushed in and I couldn't breathe. 

I started to slump down. WHAM! I saw a tight jean clad 
knee come up and crush whatever was left of my nose. I 
went down on my back like a sack of potatoes, trying to 
breathe. As I looked up the bitch was standing over me, 
venom squirting from every victorious pore. 

I was dizzy but I heard her say something like, "See, 
honey, you don't have to be scared, mommy is taking 
care of the bad man!" and I could also hear my girl 
Jeannine saying, "Stop it, please, you're hurting him." 
But she was ignored. 

But I wasn't gonna ignore what the cunt had done to me. 
Busted my nose with a sucker punch, got lucky and 
knocked the wind out of me. Woman or no, she wasn't 
gonna get away with it. I started to get up. She was 
saying something to me like, "If you were smart you 
would stay down there." 

I wasn't about to listen. I got to my feet. I figured I 
would hit her maybe twice and she would fall apart. So 
I swung with my right. My good cross. Nothing but air. 
She had ducked. Man, she was fast. So I decided to come 
up with a left jab. Slow her down a bit. I lunged 
towards her, trying to put something extra into it to 
repay her for the broken nose. 

She didn't duck this time, but I wish she had. She did 
some weird kung fu shit stepped to one side and bent my 
incoming arm back like a pretzel. I tried to go with 
it, but she was bending it in a way that it just 
couldn't go. As I fell to the ground I heard this loud 
cracking noise and I felt intense pain all the way from 
my shoulders to my fingers. 

The bitch could fight, she had busted my left arm. As 
soon as I was down she got on top of me and put her 
left arm around my throat and her right arm grabbed 
mine and again started twisting. Now I couldn't 
breathe, I had a broken left arm and she was about to 
break the right. This was a bad scene. I had started 
messing with the wrong person. This bitch not only had 
muscles, but she really knew how to use them. 

I was in deep ship. All thoughts of revenge had left 
me. It was now a matter of survival, plane and simple. 
Her mouth was right next to my ear now, and she started 
speaking in an authoritative voice, "Listen you pile of 
piss. You come over to me, you ruin my daughter's 
Halloween and then you curse us out after she starts 
crying. So I broke your nose and one of your arms and 
I'm ready to break every other bone in your body and 
choke all the air out of you if you don't crawl over to 
her on your hands and knees and apologize so that she 
can see that you are in weak pile of crap that couldn't 
threaten anything." 

She got off me, loosened her grip around my neck so 
that I could breathe for the first time in minutes, but 
continued to twist my arm, dragging me towards her now 
silent daughter as I limped along on my battered knees 
and my fractured left arm. I hurt like hell all over 
and was really feeling sick. 

We get to the little girl and the bitch just throws me 
down on the ground on my face and shouts, "Apologize to 
her!" I'm staring at the girl's feet, not knowing what 
to do. I saw a blur coming from the right side and 
suddenly my ear felt as if a freight train had hit it. 
My head snapped back and when I was able to look up the 
bitch was staring down at me, lying flat on my back 
writhing in pain and gasping for air. 

"Stop it, you're hurting him!" I heard Jeannine yell. 
This time the bitch turned to her and told her in no 
uncertain turns to shut up. "I got some business to 
finish with this whimp. He had this coming to him." 
Then she turned to me and put her foot on my already 
damaged chest, "You wanna pologize to my little girl 
now or do I have to cripple you?" I didn't doubt either 
her ability or her desire to do that. I told the little 
girl I was very sorry for ruining her Halloween. 

"Mommy, he should be spanked! He's a bad boy." The 
little girl, obviously a bitch in training said. My 
conqueror laughed for the first time. "That's a good 
idea, honey. He's a bad boy, he should be spanked and 
she got down on one knee and rolled me over. I was too 
scared to resist. Then, she unbuckles my belt and rolls 
down my pants, exposing my bare ass! I couldn't believe 
it. And then she starts smacking it, laughing, "I'm 
spanking the bad boy, Hon, see?" 

It wasn't the paid as much as the humiliation. Being 
spanked on the bare ass by a powerful mom for her 
little girl's amusement, while my girlfriend watched, 
chastised by my conqueror into keeping her mouth child. 
It was then that I realized that the other party guests 
were still in the house. Maybe they would help. I 
craned my neck to look at the front of the house, even 
as the bitch was smacking my helpless bare ass and 
counting, "...eleven...twelve...."

I was able to see the front of the house, but wished 
that I hadn't. They could see me, sure, but they 
obviously weren't gonna help. In fact they were all 
crowded around the front window laughing and drinking 
champagne, about a dozen of them, men women and 
children, interrupting their Halloween to laugh at my 
humiliation. "...nineteen...TWENTY..." Finally, she 
stopped. I felt that my ordeal was finally over. I was 
wrong. 

The girl spoke up, "Now make peepee on him Mommy! Make 
peepee on him!!!" The muscle babe gave a hearty laugh. 
"No, honey, we've done enough. He's learned his lesson. 
Lets go home." 

"No Mommy!! You should make peepee on him!" The young 
one had a one track sadistic mind. The muscle babe 
stood up and looked down at me, then at the kid. She 
turned to me, "DON'T MOVE OR YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE, 
MOVE AND I'LL BREAK ANOTHER LIMB!" She needn't have 
bothered. I was to beaten to move for awhile anyway. 

The bitch got up, walked into the house, said something 
for a few minutes and came out. I noticed as she came 
out that the guests had moved away from the window and 
the drapes closed. She walked towards me, but looked at 
the girl, "Okay honey, just for you, for your 
Halloween, I'll make peepee all over the bad man." 

Jeannine was crying by this point, but knew that there 
was nothing she could do to prevent this powerful woman 
from completing her physical conquest of her data. The 
bitch stood over me and actually pulled down her pants. 
So this was why she had gone into the house, to ask 
them not to watch while she pissed on her victim. 

I could see her cunt now, something that I had longed 
for so much only an hour ago, but something that seemed 
so far away now. It was humiliating just that she could 
feel free to expose herself that way, knowing that I 
was now no threat whatsoever. She squatted over me, by 
now smiling triumphantly. 

She looked down at me and said, "Okay, jerk, I'm gonna 
piss on you to please my little girl, and then you can 
go get your arm set. Just a few more minutes." It was 
as if she had sympathy for me already, as I was 
thoroughly defeated and humiliated. 

Her warm piss squirted all over my face and shirt as 
she laughed at the little girl squealed with delight 
"Mommy is peeing on the bad man! Mommy is peeing on the 
bad man!!!" 

Well, mommy finally stopped and got up, zipping her 
fly. "I enjoyed that," she said smugly. 

She went over and hugged the little girl, who now 
seemed to feel great. Before she left she turned to 
Jeannine and said, "Look, I'm sorry, but he scared my 
little girl. I beat him pretty badly. You should get 
him cleaned up and to a hospital. Tell him to be more 
careful and respectful next time!" 

I could hear them laughing as they drove away. they had 
quite a Halloween after all. 
 
END

Thanks. Hope you enjoyed. Things like this "happen" to 
me all the time. Happy Halloween!

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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