Ste Letto
01-22-2003, 12:55 PM
1994 Part 2(b)
Maurice slumped to the floor in response to Courtney's fingers on the console outside his cell. He was deprived of the sight of the magnificent girl as she strolled into his cell. Courtney was 6ft2, with long, lustrous black hair, big brown eyes, a slender nose and a full, generous mouth. Her build was that of an athlete, with the broad shoulders of a swimmer and the abs of a weightlifter. Everythhing about her was toned and strong. She wore a uniform similar to that of Commander Moncrief, except that she wore skintight, stretchy cotton and lycra pants that hugged her bottom, thighs and calves.
Courtney strolled over to the slumped male, bent down, and hoisted him from the floor. She raised him in her arms until he was held high above her head. Laughing, she began to spin him like a cheerleaders baton. Maurice felt sick, dizzy and terrified. When Courtney dropped suddenly to one knee, letting Maurice fall, he felt like he was going to die. When his back impacted her thigh, and his upper body and his lower body bent across that thigh like a bow he would have screamed in agony if he could have screamed. He felt sure his back had snapped or broken. His spine sent urgent pain signals to his overwrought brain. His brain tried to make him pass out but the neuralizer would not allow it.
Courtney smiled at his agonized face and rolled him off her knee to thump against the hard floor. She stood up, then placed a booted foot on Maurice's belly. The weak muscles bent inward as the merciless giant let her full weight transfer onto that foot. His muscles shrieked in pain. His internal organs protested at the weight under her sole. His back was still spasming, and his kidneys felt like they might burst. Courtney raised her other foot, but remained on the one. Lifting up on her toe she bounced her weight onto the man's belly. After 10 bounces she accidentally on purpose lost her balance. Through foggy eyes Maurice saw the magnificent bulk of this girl come down, bum first toward his already punished stomach. He tried to tense his muscles but could not. He tried to scream, but could not. He tried to move, but could not. All he could do was close his eyes.
All went dark for a second, then came the impact. It was the single worst pain Maurice had ever felt. He thought his stomach might pop out through his mouth. He feared his sides might split and his innards pour forth. Her buttocks slammed into him with a shock of pain that yoou'd expect if a wrecking ball hit you. Maurice had been hit by a car once and this felt just like that. His head spun. In spite of his neutraliser he did pass out for 5 seconds.
He awoke to find Courtney ballancing on his stomach again. "Oh GOD Oh GOD Oh GOD" his mind screamed. He was wrapped in a blanket of pain. His stomach seemed to be on fire. Every part of him seemed to hurt. Courtney raised herself up on one foot again, grinned down at him, then started to bounce. Fot the first time she spoke. "Bouncy - bouncy - bouncy _ weeee!" she said mockingly. Maurice could hardly think straight. His mind babbled "Oh God NO, please NO, not again, not again. Mercy - Mercy - Mercy!" Courtney, of course, couldn't hear him, but even if she had, she would not have done anything differently. She enjoyed her job too much. She slipped, giggling and laughing aloud, letting her magnificent bum target Maurice's defeated and ruined abdomen. Time seemed to run in slow motion as the girl came down. Maurice screamed inwardly as her bum came closer and closer until "THUMPPPP!!" she hit him, letting all her weight slam down, sending shockwaves through his already damaged and hurting innards. Maurice passed out again. This time for ten minutes.
When he awoke he was laying on his back, face up, and Courtney was standing over his head. He saw up, past her booted calves, to her tightly clad thighs, to that awesome, beautiful and terrible backside; so plump, so full, so pert, and round, and firm. He cringed inside, remembering the devestating pain that gorgeous arse had brought him. That arse that was now getting closer. He watched, awestruck, as Courtney bent her knees and squatted over his helpless head. "STOP" his brain commanded, but the girl kept coming. "PLEASE - STOP!!!" it shouted again; but now she was little more than a foot away. "You'll kill me", he thought uselessly, with her cheeks inches from touching his face. "Help Me!!!" his mind screamed, but nobody heard and nobody cared.
Courtney settled her hot, broad cheeks onto Maurice's face. She let her full weight press down. She could feel his nose in her butt crack and his jaw under her cunt. She wiggled her hips to seat herself more firmly and reinforce Maurice's fear and recognition that he was powerless. She wanted him to know she could kill him if she wanted, with any part of her body. So she sat on his face until he had passed out. His cognitive function being one of many things his neutraliser monitored.
She stood up and let him come back to consciousness. Smiling, she raised her left foot, moved it under his chin, then pressed it down. Smiling sweetly, she deliberately trod on his throat, compressing Maurice's windpipe, just as she had so many men's before. Maurice panicked. He couldn't breathe. This girl was choking him with her foot. His throat hurt, his lungs were on fire and his brain buzzed. He slipped into unconsciousness.
When he woke, Courtney was sat to the side of his body, one leg over his face. Without a word she lowered her knee pit toward his nose and mouth. With a simple relaxation of her thigh muscle she sealed his nose and mouth under her knee. She could see Maurice's eyes rolling like a startled horse's. She waved goodbye at him and watched him pass out.
He woke again, his head banging in agony, to find Courtney kneeling on his chest, making it hard to breathe. She placed the big, fleshy palm of her right hand over his lips and used the finger and thumb of her left hand to close his nostrils. Maurice lay, resigned to his fate as his lungs burned, his vision swam and he fainted.
When he awoke Courtney was gone. Unbeknownst to him, she had typed the following onto his keypad "Psycho domination phase 1 complete".
Maurice slumped to the floor in response to Courtney's fingers on the console outside his cell. He was deprived of the sight of the magnificent girl as she strolled into his cell. Courtney was 6ft2, with long, lustrous black hair, big brown eyes, a slender nose and a full, generous mouth. Her build was that of an athlete, with the broad shoulders of a swimmer and the abs of a weightlifter. Everythhing about her was toned and strong. She wore a uniform similar to that of Commander Moncrief, except that she wore skintight, stretchy cotton and lycra pants that hugged her bottom, thighs and calves.
Courtney strolled over to the slumped male, bent down, and hoisted him from the floor. She raised him in her arms until he was held high above her head. Laughing, she began to spin him like a cheerleaders baton. Maurice felt sick, dizzy and terrified. When Courtney dropped suddenly to one knee, letting Maurice fall, he felt like he was going to die. When his back impacted her thigh, and his upper body and his lower body bent across that thigh like a bow he would have screamed in agony if he could have screamed. He felt sure his back had snapped or broken. His spine sent urgent pain signals to his overwrought brain. His brain tried to make him pass out but the neuralizer would not allow it.
Courtney smiled at his agonized face and rolled him off her knee to thump against the hard floor. She stood up, then placed a booted foot on Maurice's belly. The weak muscles bent inward as the merciless giant let her full weight transfer onto that foot. His muscles shrieked in pain. His internal organs protested at the weight under her sole. His back was still spasming, and his kidneys felt like they might burst. Courtney raised her other foot, but remained on the one. Lifting up on her toe she bounced her weight onto the man's belly. After 10 bounces she accidentally on purpose lost her balance. Through foggy eyes Maurice saw the magnificent bulk of this girl come down, bum first toward his already punished stomach. He tried to tense his muscles but could not. He tried to scream, but could not. He tried to move, but could not. All he could do was close his eyes.
All went dark for a second, then came the impact. It was the single worst pain Maurice had ever felt. He thought his stomach might pop out through his mouth. He feared his sides might split and his innards pour forth. Her buttocks slammed into him with a shock of pain that yoou'd expect if a wrecking ball hit you. Maurice had been hit by a car once and this felt just like that. His head spun. In spite of his neutraliser he did pass out for 5 seconds.
He awoke to find Courtney ballancing on his stomach again. "Oh GOD Oh GOD Oh GOD" his mind screamed. He was wrapped in a blanket of pain. His stomach seemed to be on fire. Every part of him seemed to hurt. Courtney raised herself up on one foot again, grinned down at him, then started to bounce. Fot the first time she spoke. "Bouncy - bouncy - bouncy _ weeee!" she said mockingly. Maurice could hardly think straight. His mind babbled "Oh God NO, please NO, not again, not again. Mercy - Mercy - Mercy!" Courtney, of course, couldn't hear him, but even if she had, she would not have done anything differently. She enjoyed her job too much. She slipped, giggling and laughing aloud, letting her magnificent bum target Maurice's defeated and ruined abdomen. Time seemed to run in slow motion as the girl came down. Maurice screamed inwardly as her bum came closer and closer until "THUMPPPP!!" she hit him, letting all her weight slam down, sending shockwaves through his already damaged and hurting innards. Maurice passed out again. This time for ten minutes.
When he awoke he was laying on his back, face up, and Courtney was standing over his head. He saw up, past her booted calves, to her tightly clad thighs, to that awesome, beautiful and terrible backside; so plump, so full, so pert, and round, and firm. He cringed inside, remembering the devestating pain that gorgeous arse had brought him. That arse that was now getting closer. He watched, awestruck, as Courtney bent her knees and squatted over his helpless head. "STOP" his brain commanded, but the girl kept coming. "PLEASE - STOP!!!" it shouted again; but now she was little more than a foot away. "You'll kill me", he thought uselessly, with her cheeks inches from touching his face. "Help Me!!!" his mind screamed, but nobody heard and nobody cared.
Courtney settled her hot, broad cheeks onto Maurice's face. She let her full weight press down. She could feel his nose in her butt crack and his jaw under her cunt. She wiggled her hips to seat herself more firmly and reinforce Maurice's fear and recognition that he was powerless. She wanted him to know she could kill him if she wanted, with any part of her body. So she sat on his face until he had passed out. His cognitive function being one of many things his neutraliser monitored.
She stood up and let him come back to consciousness. Smiling, she raised her left foot, moved it under his chin, then pressed it down. Smiling sweetly, she deliberately trod on his throat, compressing Maurice's windpipe, just as she had so many men's before. Maurice panicked. He couldn't breathe. This girl was choking him with her foot. His throat hurt, his lungs were on fire and his brain buzzed. He slipped into unconsciousness.
When he woke, Courtney was sat to the side of his body, one leg over his face. Without a word she lowered her knee pit toward his nose and mouth. With a simple relaxation of her thigh muscle she sealed his nose and mouth under her knee. She could see Maurice's eyes rolling like a startled horse's. She waved goodbye at him and watched him pass out.
He woke again, his head banging in agony, to find Courtney kneeling on his chest, making it hard to breathe. She placed the big, fleshy palm of her right hand over his lips and used the finger and thumb of her left hand to close his nostrils. Maurice lay, resigned to his fate as his lungs burned, his vision swam and he fainted.
When he awoke Courtney was gone. Unbeknownst to him, she had typed the following onto his keypad "Psycho domination phase 1 complete".