Updated September 27th, 2019
Amazing Value!
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Amazing Value!
***This site and the books are intended for 18+***
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Go to Amazon Kindle and look at the Ken Phillips books. A few are available through Apple, Barnes and Noble Nook and other providers of ebooks.
Updated August 20th, 2019
Eve
5’8 ½” 164lbs
I was adopted when I was just a couple months old. I was brought back to Northern California and China was in the rear-view-mirror. When I was six-years-old I began taking martial arts and now I am twenty-six and have only taken brief breaks. When I turned eighteen I trained to fight in the ring. I first worked to be the best kick-boxer possible and then I had some boxing opportunities.
I was introduced to Female Superiority, Mixed-Gender Wrestling and related activities gradually through the years. I had a few guys tell me very directly about their love for getting their ass kicked by a woman and others that seemed to always want to be near me and ask me things about my lifting and about my fighting. I was also making observations about men when I’d train with them. In very serious situations it seemed to make men simmer and sometimes even rage when they’d get the short end of the stick against a female. As I got older I saw this happen more and more often and I started to become the female that was causing their angst. I became a careful observer of everything involved in this sort of situation but my first time really crossing over to the point-of-no-return was on Spring Break in Texas.
I had just turned twenty-one and I went with three female friends and two male friends for a much-anticipated Spring Break party! Well, initially it didn’t seem as festive as I imagined, but things did start to heat up. One of my friends noticed “oil wrestling” and we decided to check it out. Well, we were there for about forty-five minutes before I was convinced to wrestle another girl while in my bikini. How did this happen to an otherwise traditional young Asian lady? LOL!
Well, the oil made it weird and hard to do the things I’d normally do but I was still The Boss! I realized that oil actually assures everyone that it won’t be a simple ass-kicking. Well, I finally put the finishing touches on this fun-loving female opponent of mine. We hugged and kissed just like everyone wanted us to! But then, I looked up and saw this guy who was maybe an inch shorter than me, probably about my weight and handsome enough but wayyyy too inked up! The referee said “how about one more match”. Well, what the hell, right?!
Well, my opponent, Vlad, was in for a whole different experience. In my first match I was care-free, but I would never, ever be care-free vs a man! No chance! So basically Vlad was fighting for his life and I spent about three minutes whipping his ass! I was also more used to the oil at this point which helped a lot. At the end of the three minutes Vlad was face-up, exhausted and crushed. I stood over him with my foot on his chest, face and then on his balls. I had my victory in a match I never saw coming!
I was an instant celebrity and people kept recognizing me the next few days. It was actually really cool! One of the two guys we were with, Gil, was pushed into wrestling against me in the hotel room the day before we left. Gil was about 5’10” 170lbs so pretty much an average man. Well, Gil was an absolute fish out of water! In an act that I never imagined myself doing I kicked Gil’s ass, removed his shorts and undies and paraded him around by his sexy-as-hell-C&B. I then took him to his room and all of our friends knew that I was bitching him around and would eventually slap a condom on him and have my way with him. Well, they were right but they didn’t anticipate the severity of what would happen.
I led Gil through the hallway by the balls, risking getting in big trouble! Apparently I was on some sort of estrogen or girl-power high! When we got to his room I demanded that he fight back, which ended with me literally knocking him out with a head-scissors. I had, by the way, also flipped him a half-dozen times and put him in horrifying moves including a back-breaker and a Boston Crab (pro move). By the time I wanted to have sex Gil had his hard-as-hell-dick in tip-top-shape, but everything else was beaten and crushed. As I got myself in position to finally give this poor bastard some much-desired-sex, I saw his eyes flutter and I soon found out that he lost his load. His condom was full with his premature-business and his dick went soft as can be. I mounted his head and face anyways, rubbed on him and got him back a wee-bit turned-on again. I learned a valuable lesson that day….Powerful women are truly what men want. They don’t want to be just bossed around, they want to be beaten up too lol!
I remained friends with everyone from the trip but was closest to Gil. We ended up being friends-with-benefits until he moved to Europe. I had a hard time picturing him as a boyfriend even though I wanted him ALL the time. Gil was very attracted to me when he was horny and while he was always nice to me, he wasn’t as nice to me after sex. It just wasn’t a good fit for a relationship but we had a great time together.
In college I had my first group of Asian friends which was great. I also had a lot of Caucasian friends as well at a few friends from Mexico and a few African-American friends. My Asian friends included two Korean men who were mesmerized by me. Mac and Henry were very smart, very kind guys and they were extremely agreeable. They seemed amazed that an Asian woman (or any woman probably) could be as tall and as muscular as me. Mac is about 5’6” 150lbs and Henry is about 5’4” 135lbs.. Henry was the first one that asked me if I could “kick a man’s ass”.
When Henry asked me that question I was twenty-years-old and I had already defeated a good number of grown men (Mr. Becker was my favorite, more about him later). I told Henry that I’d feel guilty wrestling with him because he’s such an adorable little man. Henry jokingly told me he’d kick my ass and when I looked sternly at him he apologized and asked if him and Mac could go two-on-one!
Henry was excited to wrestle with me and he said he was glad it was in my private dorm room with only Mac watching. Well, I got Henry down to his undies and t-shirt quickly and a feeling of mass-humiliation began to set-in. I would do very humiliating things to Henry like putting him over one shoulder and spanking him, squeezing his shoulder with one hand, which brought him near tears, holding his torso down with one hand and teasing him about the size of his penis. To my surprise I had him pinned and was going to lift him to his feet when I noticed that Henry was crying. He had a full erection, but he was also crying. I felt terrible and cuddled him as he apologized for getting so scared. He insisted that he wanted to see Mac wrestle with me and he wanted to wrestle me again “another day”.
Mac got a tamed down experience because I didn’t want another crying man but I also realized I didn’t know my own power. Mac was secure in my reverse headscissors with his face planted in my ass. I thought I was giving him a little love-squeeze when I felt him go limp. Mac passed out on me. He also apologized for not holding up as well as he wanted to. I am the consummate ‘pleaser’ and I didn’t want my two sweet male friends to leave with any bad feelings. It was for this reason that I held them both in my hand (their you-know-whats) and gave them a nice time. I knew that from that day on I had two very willing servants. Both gentlemen now have very small wives and I am pretty sure these women don’t beat them up lol.
Mr. Becker, who I mentioned previously, worked out the same place I did when I was a senior in high school. I joined the day I was eighteen and about four days later he was creeping on me. He was a Special Education aide in middle school but I barely knew him. Well, apparently he remembered me and this forty-one year old creep told me that I had the sexiest body he had ever seen. He told me I should never have any self-esteem problem. ALL of this was totally unwelcome and unsolicited. This creep literally told me that he could “give me some experience”. Well, that was the last straw and I told this 5’7” 170-180lb man that the only thing I want to do with him is kick his ass. Becker laughed and I told him that I’d love to do it anywhere, with rules or without. Well, he apparently liked my tough talk and he came right at me and grabbed my ass.
I pushed Mr. Becker back and wanted to make sure he could feel my power. He then told me to “take it easy” which upset me more. I came at him and pinned the jerk against the wall which pissed him off quite a bit. He reversed the situation which ended up with me against the wall. I bent down quickly got out and when tried re-capturing me I kicked the side of his knee before crushing his chin and then his nose. I sent a kick to his ribs, a punch to his jaw and literally caught him by the balls on his way to the floor. I got right in his face and squeezed his balls until he looked like he was going to puke.
I walked away with a nervous, angry feeling, not with joy. I was also worried for several weeks that he’d find me and shoot me. I certainly wasn’t worried about him approaching me without one! But it really isn’t until now that I can look back on that whole incident and laugh and be proud.
Q and A with Eve
Q) Eve, do you have any man-servants or male Slaves?
A) No, I do not. I have dated a couple guys and I’d wrestle them to the ground, kick their ass and basically be their “Dominatrix” but that’s as much as I’ve done. I am very weary of men in general and I am not a social butterfly so the opportunities haven’t come up. Basically when I was in high school I knew a lot of people and the same with college but now I am not really all that comfortable with new people. I am now happy to meet you in a couple months, Ken, and I look forward to showing you what I can do. I am sure you’ll find me to be quite strong and skilled but I may not be as verbally intimidating or as much as an expert at those things as some of the other women you’ve been laid out by!
Q) So you don’t think you’ll have much trouble with a 5’6” 144lb man?
A) No, I don’t anticipate any problem at all. I just hope you don’t cry or feel too emasculated during our match, Ken. I am bigger than you and obviously much stronger and more skilled. I am glad you sent me your picture and will you look nice and clean cut, you do not look like the type of man that will cause me much trouble. Are you sure you’ll be okay with a woman almost twenty-years younger than you kicking your butt? I know I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover but I just can’t see much reason to worry in this one.
Q) Do you mind when men get aroused when wrestling with you?
A) Why are you asking? LOL! I expect it. You are a middle-aged man and you will be woman-handled by a beautiful young woman so I assume that your gear-shaft will rise. Then I suppose you’ll have to hope that I don’t mind or that I’m not in a she-devil-bitchy mood that day, right? If I were you I’d pray that you are viewed as a kind, benevolent, harmless old man and that you can avoid any sort of a shot t the balls. I think if you handle yourself properly you should be okay…but no guarantees.
Eve vs Me (Ken)
From Ken;
Eve made me feel like a little twerp right from the start. First off, she’s a couple inches taller than me and she’s clearly got twenty-five-or-so pounds on me. Part of it must have been intangible because she isn’t huge but I felt so small! Eve is also about fifteen years younger than me and that is becoming a factor. I first began connecting with muscular women when I was in my early-twenties and at that time some of the women I’d meet were twenty or thirty years older than me. They were like powerful motherly figures to me. Now it seems like I meet a few females or more each year that are almost a generation younger than me. Eve simply looked to have every advantage over me and soon I’d find out that this really is the case.
Eve moved into flexing and posing pretty quickly but she did it in her regular clothes. I wasn’t sure if she’d flex in less clothing but I soon found out she would! Eve then took her clothes off and flexed in her spandex. But then she shocked me again and flexed/posed in her string bikini. I was allowed to feel her softball calves, thick powerful thighs, round glutes, luscious hips, amazing abs, powerful shoulders, sexy traps, intimidating arms and a thick, gorgeous back! Even made no mention of my erection until the end of her flexing. Then she said “play time is over, boner-boy, time to get your ass kicked”.
We were at my hotel suite and there was plenty of room so Eve remarked “you got a nice suite to get your ass kicked in, Ken”. I didn’t know what to say so I stayed quiet which was a big mistake. Eve felt that I ignored her and she gave me a strong, solid open-hand-slap right across the face. I immediately apologized and I wasn’t even sure initially what I was apologizing for. Eve had established herself as the Alpha-in-the-room and I was extremely intimidated.
Eve began our match with three judo tosses followed by a choke-out. She didn’t say a single word until I woke up from her choke-hold. Even then squeezed my nose with her toes and said “whipped in a few minutes old man. Get up and I’m going to show you the rest of my arsenal. Your little beady eyes and your cute nose are going to be smashed and pressed up my ass, bastard-boy. As you lay helpless under me I’m going to pull your cock out and hopefully bring tears to your eyes. You’ll cry right as I’m ass-sitting you. And if you’re a nice boy I’ll face-sit you instead and wipe your pathetic tears with my pussy. Then I’ll have a nice surprise for you.
Well, sure enough Eve made no idle threats at all. She did everything she telegraphed ahead of time with no trouble at all. It was a hard-core ass and face-sitting and she gave off a very dominant vibe and viewed me as little more than a nearly-useless little old runt that she was smoking out. But Eve took things to an even higher, more brutal level.
Eve brought out a heavy pair of hand-cuffs and put them around my wrists. She then did the same to my ankles. To my horror Eve cut off my shorts, shirt and undies. I was naked when I looked up and saw a razor in her hand. The normally stoic Eve smiled and it was an evil grin. She splashed water on my private area and shaved my pubic hair. I had no idea what lie ahead, but I’d find out very soon.
Eve got an unusual and special looking glue stick out of her bag. She put a thick layer of glue on my upper lip and I finally figured out what was next. She gave me a “pubic hair moustache”. To my embarrassment but not to my total surprise, she had me get on my alternate pair of clothes and I took her for a drink at the bar. It was her ideal….dark and secretive. I sat next to her, aroused with my pubic hair moustache as I was also terrified.
Eve had me buy us drinks and she sat by me asking me about how I felt. I told her that I find her to be absolutely gorgeous and also much more powerful than I imagined. She dipped into my underwear and gave me a series of pleasure/torture grabs. She then asked me “do you love me”? I told her I do love her and she replied by saying “you’re not deserving. You’re not deserving to be allowed to jerk off to me”. I apologized to Eve and she told me not to apologize because this is how God made me…Helpless.
Eve began slowly becoming much more sweet and tender with me. After our drinks she actually carried me out of the elevator and back to my room where she said something I was dying to hear; “Ken, you may lotion up and do your favorite adolescent hobby. Here you are, a forty-plus-year-old man whacking your rod for me”.
I got right down to business and Eve reminded me not to blow my wad too early. I wanted to take a while and show some stamina but I barely made it to the five-minute mark. Before leaving Eve grabbed my now inch-long-penis and applied a painful hold as she kissed me on the cheek and said “you’ll hear from me soon, mister”. It was all a dream come true for me except for when she left…that was a nightmare!
Eve
5’8 ½” 164lbs
I was adopted when I was just a couple months old. I was brought back to Northern California and China was in the rear-view-mirror. When I was six-years-old I began taking martial arts and now I am twenty-six and have only taken brief breaks. When I turned eighteen I trained to fight in the ring. I first worked to be the best kick-boxer possible and then I had some boxing opportunities.
I was introduced to Female Superiority, Mixed-Gender Wrestling and related activities gradually through the years. I had a few guys tell me very directly about their love for getting their ass kicked by a woman and others that seemed to always want to be near me and ask me things about my lifting and about my fighting. I was also making observations about men when I’d train with them. In very serious situations it seemed to make men simmer and sometimes even rage when they’d get the short end of the stick against a female. As I got older I saw this happen more and more often and I started to become the female that was causing their angst. I became a careful observer of everything involved in this sort of situation but my first time really crossing over to the point-of-no-return was on Spring Break in Texas.
I had just turned twenty-one and I went with three female friends and two male friends for a much-anticipated Spring Break party! Well, initially it didn’t seem as festive as I imagined, but things did start to heat up. One of my friends noticed “oil wrestling” and we decided to check it out. Well, we were there for about forty-five minutes before I was convinced to wrestle another girl while in my bikini. How did this happen to an otherwise traditional young Asian lady? LOL!
Well, the oil made it weird and hard to do the things I’d normally do but I was still The Boss! I realized that oil actually assures everyone that it won’t be a simple ass-kicking. Well, I finally put the finishing touches on this fun-loving female opponent of mine. We hugged and kissed just like everyone wanted us to! But then, I looked up and saw this guy who was maybe an inch shorter than me, probably about my weight and handsome enough but wayyyy too inked up! The referee said “how about one more match”. Well, what the hell, right?!
Well, my opponent, Vlad, was in for a whole different experience. In my first match I was care-free, but I would never, ever be care-free vs a man! No chance! So basically Vlad was fighting for his life and I spent about three minutes whipping his ass! I was also more used to the oil at this point which helped a lot. At the end of the three minutes Vlad was face-up, exhausted and crushed. I stood over him with my foot on his chest, face and then on his balls. I had my victory in a match I never saw coming!
I was an instant celebrity and people kept recognizing me the next few days. It was actually really cool! One of the two guys we were with, Gil, was pushed into wrestling against me in the hotel room the day before we left. Gil was about 5’10” 170lbs so pretty much an average man. Well, Gil was an absolute fish out of water! In an act that I never imagined myself doing I kicked Gil’s ass, removed his shorts and undies and paraded him around by his sexy-as-hell-C&B. I then took him to his room and all of our friends knew that I was bitching him around and would eventually slap a condom on him and have my way with him. Well, they were right but they didn’t anticipate the severity of what would happen.
I led Gil through the hallway by the balls, risking getting in big trouble! Apparently I was on some sort of estrogen or girl-power high! When we got to his room I demanded that he fight back, which ended with me literally knocking him out with a head-scissors. I had, by the way, also flipped him a half-dozen times and put him in horrifying moves including a back-breaker and a Boston Crab (pro move). By the time I wanted to have sex Gil had his hard-as-hell-dick in tip-top-shape, but everything else was beaten and crushed. As I got myself in position to finally give this poor bastard some much-desired-sex, I saw his eyes flutter and I soon found out that he lost his load. His condom was full with his premature-business and his dick went soft as can be. I mounted his head and face anyways, rubbed on him and got him back a wee-bit turned-on again. I learned a valuable lesson that day….Powerful women are truly what men want. They don’t want to be just bossed around, they want to be beaten up too lol!
I remained friends with everyone from the trip but was closest to Gil. We ended up being friends-with-benefits until he moved to Europe. I had a hard time picturing him as a boyfriend even though I wanted him ALL the time. Gil was very attracted to me when he was horny and while he was always nice to me, he wasn’t as nice to me after sex. It just wasn’t a good fit for a relationship but we had a great time together.
In college I had my first group of Asian friends which was great. I also had a lot of Caucasian friends as well at a few friends from Mexico and a few African-American friends. My Asian friends included two Korean men who were mesmerized by me. Mac and Henry were very smart, very kind guys and they were extremely agreeable. They seemed amazed that an Asian woman (or any woman probably) could be as tall and as muscular as me. Mac is about 5’6” 150lbs and Henry is about 5’4” 135lbs.. Henry was the first one that asked me if I could “kick a man’s ass”.
When Henry asked me that question I was twenty-years-old and I had already defeated a good number of grown men (Mr. Becker was my favorite, more about him later). I told Henry that I’d feel guilty wrestling with him because he’s such an adorable little man. Henry jokingly told me he’d kick my ass and when I looked sternly at him he apologized and asked if him and Mac could go two-on-one!
Henry was excited to wrestle with me and he said he was glad it was in my private dorm room with only Mac watching. Well, I got Henry down to his undies and t-shirt quickly and a feeling of mass-humiliation began to set-in. I would do very humiliating things to Henry like putting him over one shoulder and spanking him, squeezing his shoulder with one hand, which brought him near tears, holding his torso down with one hand and teasing him about the size of his penis. To my surprise I had him pinned and was going to lift him to his feet when I noticed that Henry was crying. He had a full erection, but he was also crying. I felt terrible and cuddled him as he apologized for getting so scared. He insisted that he wanted to see Mac wrestle with me and he wanted to wrestle me again “another day”.
Mac got a tamed down experience because I didn’t want another crying man but I also realized I didn’t know my own power. Mac was secure in my reverse headscissors with his face planted in my ass. I thought I was giving him a little love-squeeze when I felt him go limp. Mac passed out on me. He also apologized for not holding up as well as he wanted to. I am the consummate ‘pleaser’ and I didn’t want my two sweet male friends to leave with any bad feelings. It was for this reason that I held them both in my hand (their you-know-whats) and gave them a nice time. I knew that from that day on I had two very willing servants. Both gentlemen now have very small wives and I am pretty sure these women don’t beat them up lol.
Mr. Becker, who I mentioned previously, worked out the same place I did when I was a senior in high school. I joined the day I was eighteen and about four days later he was creeping on me. He was a Special Education aide in middle school but I barely knew him. Well, apparently he remembered me and this forty-one year old creep told me that I had the sexiest body he had ever seen. He told me I should never have any self-esteem problem. ALL of this was totally unwelcome and unsolicited. This creep literally told me that he could “give me some experience”. Well, that was the last straw and I told this 5’7” 170-180lb man that the only thing I want to do with him is kick his ass. Becker laughed and I told him that I’d love to do it anywhere, with rules or without. Well, he apparently liked my tough talk and he came right at me and grabbed my ass.
I pushed Mr. Becker back and wanted to make sure he could feel my power. He then told me to “take it easy” which upset me more. I came at him and pinned the jerk against the wall which pissed him off quite a bit. He reversed the situation which ended up with me against the wall. I bent down quickly got out and when tried re-capturing me I kicked the side of his knee before crushing his chin and then his nose. I sent a kick to his ribs, a punch to his jaw and literally caught him by the balls on his way to the floor. I got right in his face and squeezed his balls until he looked like he was going to puke.
I walked away with a nervous, angry feeling, not with joy. I was also worried for several weeks that he’d find me and shoot me. I certainly wasn’t worried about him approaching me without one! But it really isn’t until now that I can look back on that whole incident and laugh and be proud.
Q and A with Eve
Q) Eve, do you have any man-servants or male Slaves?
A) No, I do not. I have dated a couple guys and I’d wrestle them to the ground, kick their ass and basically be their “Dominatrix” but that’s as much as I’ve done. I am very weary of men in general and I am not a social butterfly so the opportunities haven’t come up. Basically when I was in high school I knew a lot of people and the same with college but now I am not really all that comfortable with new people. I am now happy to meet you in a couple months, Ken, and I look forward to showing you what I can do. I am sure you’ll find me to be quite strong and skilled but I may not be as verbally intimidating or as much as an expert at those things as some of the other women you’ve been laid out by!
Q) So you don’t think you’ll have much trouble with a 5’6” 144lb man?
A) No, I don’t anticipate any problem at all. I just hope you don’t cry or feel too emasculated during our match, Ken. I am bigger than you and obviously much stronger and more skilled. I am glad you sent me your picture and will you look nice and clean cut, you do not look like the type of man that will cause me much trouble. Are you sure you’ll be okay with a woman almost twenty-years younger than you kicking your butt? I know I shouldn’t judge a book by its cover but I just can’t see much reason to worry in this one.
Q) Do you mind when men get aroused when wrestling with you?
A) Why are you asking? LOL! I expect it. You are a middle-aged man and you will be woman-handled by a beautiful young woman so I assume that your gear-shaft will rise. Then I suppose you’ll have to hope that I don’t mind or that I’m not in a she-devil-bitchy mood that day, right? If I were you I’d pray that you are viewed as a kind, benevolent, harmless old man and that you can avoid any sort of a shot t the balls. I think if you handle yourself properly you should be okay…but no guarantees.
Eve vs Me (Ken)
From Ken;
Eve made me feel like a little twerp right from the start. First off, she’s a couple inches taller than me and she’s clearly got twenty-five-or-so pounds on me. Part of it must have been intangible because she isn’t huge but I felt so small! Eve is also about fifteen years younger than me and that is becoming a factor. I first began connecting with muscular women when I was in my early-twenties and at that time some of the women I’d meet were twenty or thirty years older than me. They were like powerful motherly figures to me. Now it seems like I meet a few females or more each year that are almost a generation younger than me. Eve simply looked to have every advantage over me and soon I’d find out that this really is the case.
Eve moved into flexing and posing pretty quickly but she did it in her regular clothes. I wasn’t sure if she’d flex in less clothing but I soon found out she would! Eve then took her clothes off and flexed in her spandex. But then she shocked me again and flexed/posed in her string bikini. I was allowed to feel her softball calves, thick powerful thighs, round glutes, luscious hips, amazing abs, powerful shoulders, sexy traps, intimidating arms and a thick, gorgeous back! Even made no mention of my erection until the end of her flexing. Then she said “play time is over, boner-boy, time to get your ass kicked”.
We were at my hotel suite and there was plenty of room so Eve remarked “you got a nice suite to get your ass kicked in, Ken”. I didn’t know what to say so I stayed quiet which was a big mistake. Eve felt that I ignored her and she gave me a strong, solid open-hand-slap right across the face. I immediately apologized and I wasn’t even sure initially what I was apologizing for. Eve had established herself as the Alpha-in-the-room and I was extremely intimidated.
Eve began our match with three judo tosses followed by a choke-out. She didn’t say a single word until I woke up from her choke-hold. Even then squeezed my nose with her toes and said “whipped in a few minutes old man. Get up and I’m going to show you the rest of my arsenal. Your little beady eyes and your cute nose are going to be smashed and pressed up my ass, bastard-boy. As you lay helpless under me I’m going to pull your cock out and hopefully bring tears to your eyes. You’ll cry right as I’m ass-sitting you. And if you’re a nice boy I’ll face-sit you instead and wipe your pathetic tears with my pussy. Then I’ll have a nice surprise for you.
Well, sure enough Eve made no idle threats at all. She did everything she telegraphed ahead of time with no trouble at all. It was a hard-core ass and face-sitting and she gave off a very dominant vibe and viewed me as little more than a nearly-useless little old runt that she was smoking out. But Eve took things to an even higher, more brutal level.
Eve brought out a heavy pair of hand-cuffs and put them around my wrists. She then did the same to my ankles. To my horror Eve cut off my shorts, shirt and undies. I was naked when I looked up and saw a razor in her hand. The normally stoic Eve smiled and it was an evil grin. She splashed water on my private area and shaved my pubic hair. I had no idea what lie ahead, but I’d find out very soon.
Eve got an unusual and special looking glue stick out of her bag. She put a thick layer of glue on my upper lip and I finally figured out what was next. She gave me a “pubic hair moustache”. To my embarrassment but not to my total surprise, she had me get on my alternate pair of clothes and I took her for a drink at the bar. It was her ideal….dark and secretive. I sat next to her, aroused with my pubic hair moustache as I was also terrified.
Eve had me buy us drinks and she sat by me asking me about how I felt. I told her that I find her to be absolutely gorgeous and also much more powerful than I imagined. She dipped into my underwear and gave me a series of pleasure/torture grabs. She then asked me “do you love me”? I told her I do love her and she replied by saying “you’re not deserving. You’re not deserving to be allowed to jerk off to me”. I apologized to Eve and she told me not to apologize because this is how God made me…Helpless.
Eve began slowly becoming much more sweet and tender with me. After our drinks she actually carried me out of the elevator and back to my room where she said something I was dying to hear; “Ken, you may lotion up and do your favorite adolescent hobby. Here you are, a forty-plus-year-old man whacking your rod for me”.
I got right down to business and Eve reminded me not to blow my wad too early. I wanted to take a while and show some stamina but I barely made it to the five-minute mark. Before leaving Eve grabbed my now inch-long-penis and applied a painful hold as she kissed me on the cheek and said “you’ll hear from me soon, mister”. It was all a dream come true for me except for when she left…that was a nightmare!
Updated June 25th,2019
Carrie
5’5” 213lbs
I wrestled in high school, freshman year with the guys and then they made a girls team which had six participants. Freshman year I was 11-3-1 after going 26-8-1 in junior high school. It certainly wasn’t a problem for me to go up against the boys! The issue for the guys was the fact that I am not an athlete and was always considered to be kind of nerdy. In other words, not only were they losing to a girl, they were losing to a nerdy girl.
When I attended college I saw that there was a wrestling club and since this was 2010, I assumed that men are women were both allowed in. I assumed that some women wanted to wrestle. Well, there were three of us and all three were first-timers. We were allowed to train but the guys were dismissive of us. After about six weeks they set-up an open mat time and we’d record results. I listed my weight, 197 at the time, and was set to go. The guys running this felt it was “appropriate” to have me go against a 142lb man.
This small man, Daryl, was about 5’5” 142 and he looked like he had a big image of himself. For me, I didn’t really care who he was or about any details at all. I was ready to kick his ass. Daryl came at me with ALL he had. He was actually overly enthusiastic because I caught him and used his momentum to send him over my hip. I tried keeping control of him but he was very active and was back trying to head-lock me. Instead of locking my legs around his torso I locked my killer-big legs around his chest. I made sure that he was totally immobile and if I wasn’t such a bitch I would have felt bad for him. I had done this to guys before and it always led to a long, painful ending. This time, however, it led to a quick finish. I was being tapped on the hip after just a little while because Daryl was finished. My first match was an unusual victory because I didn’t even apply a great submission or pinning move.
I began beating bigger men and more skilled men. Every so often a guy would defeat me, but not usually. My low center of gravity, great knowledge of grappling and my freakish strength allowed me to crush most men in decisive fashion. And I won’t pretend for one second that it was no big deal. It was a very big deal and a LOT of fun! I loved seeing the guys around campus and how they’d either hide from me or be extra-nice to me. I knew that the last thing they wanted was to be with their girlfriend and have me tell her about how I beat her boyfriend! And my signature finishing hold was a head-scissors. Once my thighs get around a man’s head or neck he’s a dead-man and he’s MY dead-man.
I had one man get mad at me after losing. He said that I may know how to wrestle, but he could still kick my ass. I confidently said “try it”. He came at me and tried to push me up against the wall. I sent him against the wall and ended up sitting on his chest. I bounced on his stomach knocking all of the wind clear out of him. He never gave me any trouble after that.
There was also a beautiful male bodybuilder who was about 5’6” 140lbs and NO body fat at all. I wrestled him and absolutely crushed the little, muscular guy. He got an erection and since this was an informal match (at my apartment) I reached in, grabbed his cock and balls and twisted them like crazy. The more I hurt him the harder he got and stayed. He begged me for sex, but I ended up pulling his penis a bit too hard causing him to wet himself with cum. No sex.
I met a guy named Antonio and he was really turned on by my muscles and my power. He admitted to me that he’d like nothing more than to get his ass kicked and then to get raped by that same woman. He was a little bit off-beat, but I appreciated his honesty. Antonio introduced me to the world of online “Schmoedom” as he called it. It was like an underground or slightly different place on the web for terms like; Mixed Wrestling, Female Domination, Fem Dom, Intergender Wrestling, Dominant Women. There were also tie-ins to female bodybuilding, power-lifting and arm-wrestling.
Like many young people, I was struggling financially and in the Spring of 2013 to the Spring of 2014 I put my name in a few places with pictures and descriptions in hopes of having men pay for “wrestling sessions” with me. There would be no sex, so would men really pay to wrestle with a strong woman? What I was seeing online told me ‘yes’, but I had my concerns. Well, over the course of my thirteen months doing sessions I wrestled with eleven different men and had twenty-eight total sessions. And for the most part it was a real hoot!
Sessions with Alex:
Alex was one of the first guys to contact me to schedule a session. We exchanged a half-dozen emails and everything was on track. Alex was twenty-seven years old and about 5’3” 130lbs and a former high school wrestler.
I had Alex pegged as a small guy who was fighting dual concepts. On one hand, he wanted to be bigger or at least get the respect that a large man would get. On the other hand, he had a massive desire to get bitched around by strong women. Alex’s desires included being physically handled and being bossed around.
I got a really nice hotel room and gave Alex all of the specifics. I had also arranged a session two hours after the end of my scheduled time Alex. He texted just at the right time and I gave Alex my room number and told him to come up for our session.
When Alex walked in he looked nervous but he also looked just like his pictures which is always a relief. He told me that I look beautiful and strong. I didn’t feel that it was sincere. First off, I am not pretty and second of all, he couldn’t yet tell that I was strong. But I wasn’t upset or anything like that because I understood why Alex would be nervous. Scheduling a session to wrestle with a woman is nerve-racking, I get that. I figured that the sooner we got going the better. I told Alex to get himself changed and I would do the same.
I wore a sexy sports bra and matching black sports shorts. Men love my chest and my legs and my butt are far more appealing the less I am wearing. Alex had a white tank-top on and a pair of small short-shorts. Alex looked cute, but not really in a “wow I want him as my boyfriend” kind of way. He looked cute in a mini-man kind of way. NOW, Alex was sincerely praising me!
He said something like “Wow, Carrie, this is, wow, Carrie. Your shoulders are so strong. Your legs, oh my God. Oh my God”. I interrupted him and said “I am glad you are impressed. Now wipe the drool off your face, little man”.
Alex wanted to do semi-competitive wrestling, which is how most men want to start. Sometimes they want to go from there to muscle worship, domination or fantasy wrestling. Alex simply said that he wanted semi-competitive wrestling and then “boss me around”. I figured that I’d do what came naturally after defeating him.
We had a nice wrestling area and I figured that after defeating him I might keep him pinned on the bed. I had a sheet down in the wrestling area and it was great at preventing carpet burns. As soon as Alex and I began I knew that the nearly-100-pound weight advantage I had would certainly come in handy. Alex tried to knock me off balance but he couldn’t. I could feel some force on his part but I laughed and asked him if he was SURE that he was giving it his best. I looked at Alex and I could tell that he was doing everything he could to get me off-balance.
“Alex, I am going to give you another thirty or forty seconds here. Keep at it. Then I’m going to whip you to the ground and you’ll have a 220+ pound woman on top of you. And dear, I won’t get off of you until you are breathless, scared, flattened and entirely crushed. If I were you, small-man, I’d fight for my life these next thirty seconds………………..Oh, dear, Alex. Is this IT? Oh, you are in big, big trouble, cutie-pie. You are going to get flattened, son”.
I told Alex that he needed to brace himself and he did. I got my arms around his rib-cage, bent my knees, connected my fingers around him, lifted him and deposited Alex and his little ass right on the ground. I settled my hips over him, sat on his stomach and smiled down at my hard, erect male opponent. True to my word I put a grapevine hold on Alex. He is SO small that I could wrap my legs so easily and firmly around his. I then sent a few thrusts into his mid-section. Next it was the heaven-hell experience of my breast smother. Sure, he got my pair of DDD’s in his face, but he also couldn’t breathe. I raised/stretched his arms over his head and I had my man motionless and crushed.
I then put my 30+-inch thighs around his left leg and squeezed. He tapped. I repeated this with his right leg but for the first time I mentioned his hard penis; “Oh, Alex, I see you have at least one hard muscle. Don’t worry, dear, I won’t damage your best buddy. Well, I won’t damage it as long as you do as I say and are a good little boy”.
I stayed on top of Alex but I had to spread my weight out. I sat on his torso and he began to tell me how sexy I am. Seeing his face and feeling how erect he was excited me. I had complete, total control of this pint-sized-fella. He was genuinely shocked at how easily I beat his ass. During our correspondence I could tell that he wasn’t totally sold on the fact that I could legitimately kick his ass. Well, he was a true-believer now. He had wondered about my training and he’d always remind me that he had wrestled in high school. This was a good time to tease him about that; “Dude, Alex, do you have a letterman’s jacket? If you do you should bring it to me next time and formally present it to me. Maybe then we should send some pictures to your coach and ask him why he never taught you to defeat a woman”.
I immediately ordered Alex to crawl to me and kiss my feet. As soon as he did that I ordered him to suck both of my big toes. I then grabbed the little boy by the back of his neck, brought him to his feet and lifted him over my left shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes. I pulled his shorts and undies down just enough before spanking his bare ass a dozen times. Some of these strikes obviously hurt which pleased me greatly. I then put him over my other shoulder and gave him another dozen spanks. When I threw Alex on the ground he was wide-eyed and still fully erect. I face-sat Alex and ordered him around for a while before suggesting that we arm-wrestle. I wanted to prove to him that I am stronger in EVERY way. Sure enough Alex’s little arm couldn’t hold up. I beat him right and left handed. After defeating him I kissed the guy on the cheek and told him that I genuinely feel bad for him. He really is a helpless weenie.
I ended up having three sessions with Alex and we formed a genuine friendship. While he is very typical of a session guy, they usually aren’t quite as much fun as Alex. While there was some role-playing and acting, overall I was just being “me”…just a little different part of me.
Sessions with Ronnie:
Ronnie is a 5’11” 175lb African American business-owner. He is in his forties, married and has children. He also carried this desire to wrestle a woman with him. Ronnie had wrestled four women before meeting me. He said that he gave into the temptation about every five years. He enjoyed facing these bigger bodybuilder-type women but was super-excited to face a big, strong, capable lady like me who is not a bodybuilder.
In a sense, it was nice to set-up an appointment with a ‘session veteran’. He knew what he wanted and he knew how things worked. Ronnie was less nervous than Alex and was very matter-of-fact until he saw me in my bikini. Can you imagine a 5’5” 220lb woman who barely has a belly? It’s a LOT of muscle and that fact was not lost on Ronnie. He looked tall, skinny and ready to get his ass kicked. Ronnie had stressed that he wanted a very physical match-up with me and he wanted me to really break his ass! Well, he gave it all he had which was remarkably little. Here was yet another untrained man that is a genuine pussy. I literally threw him around and beat the hell out of Ronnie for over an hour. He wanted to be laughed at and verbally eviscerated and he got his wish.
Ronnie was also the first man that wanted to be “ball-busted”. His dick looked enormous throughout the match and somehow, fortunately, I knew exactly how hard to ‘flick’ his balls and his penis. Ronnie went down with the small kicks but insisted (once he could talk) that he liked it. After those few small kicks I wanted to see how he’d handle having his testicles squeezed, twisted, pulled, slapped and pinched. I have never seen a man so tortured and happy at the same time. What an interesting psychological situation this was! He sessioned with me several times and I will credit him for having resilient balls and for knowing what he likes!
Q and A with Carrie
Q) Carrie, have you ever defeated a man who couldn’t handle that reality?
A) I have but not when doing sessions. After my freshman year in college I had a summer job at a local swimming pool. One of the lifeguards was a guy I graduated with and actually knew all the way back in kindergarten. One day this other lifeguard was saying that he noticed I have big, strong muscles. This guy I graduated with, Jamie, said that he was being silly and I wasn’t that strong. Jamie always thought he was so cool and he generally just ignored me. It was odd that he seemed so offended that anyone would say that I am strong. Jamie is about 5’7” 140-150lbs and while he looked like he had no body-fat, Jamie also looked unintimidating and weak. Well, when you’re a strong 220lb female a lot of guys look unintimidating and weak.
I jumped into the conversation and said “I bet I’m stronger than you”. Jamie was uncomfortable and he wasn’t going to let me say that without getting upset and trying to prove himself. I was a little unsure about this because all we could do right then and there was arm-wrestle. I knew I could kick Jamie’s ass, but I wasn’t so sure I could beat him at arm-wrestling. We got in position and one female lifeguard and the one male lifeguard who liked my muscles watched as we had a hard-fought match. It took me just over one-minute to defeat Jamie. He was totally and completely humiliated! He made every excuse in the book and was dead-set on staying to his story…I cheated. Two days later Jamie and the other guy, Elden, were together in the staff room when I walked in. Elden immediately asked Jamie if he was “scared” of me. Elden wasn’t going to stop until he saw me wrestle with Jamie. We had fifteen free-minutes so Elden brought Jamie and myself into a grassy area adjacent to the pool area.
Jamie was totally out of his element when it came to wrestling. I head-locked him initially, took Jamie to the ground and grinded away on the head-lock. I did nothing else except clamped down my hardest and waited for Jamie to tap out, which he did after about twenty seconds. I stood up and said “stand slowly, you’re probably light-headed”. Jamie stumbled when he tried standing and did not look at me face-to-face. I smiled at him and said “Elden, I don’t think he wants to try again”. I was basically just working him over psychologically at that point. Jamie said he wanted another try and that was fine by me!
This time I sent Jamie over my hip after we had briefly locked-up. I got right on top on Jamie and laid across his shoulders. He tried pushing me off and kicking or squirming his way out, but it was to no avail. Truth be told, he was hopeless. I then held his shoulders down with my hands and hopped up on Jamie so I was sitting on his chest. I spread my weight out, looked down at Jamie and said “are you convinced yet? Or should I beat you again? Damn, you should have kept your mouth shut. If you would have none of this would have happened. Now you got beat at arm wrestling and got your ass beaten-up twice. Bitch”.
Elden, once again, teased Jamie. He got under Jamie’s skin and we ended up wrestling again about one week later. That time I remember finishing him off with a body-scissors and then, in the final time I’d ever wrestle Jamie, I fit his pathetic little head between my legs and squeezed. I applied a perfect head-scissors! Jamie got SO red and he even punched my thighs hoping to break free. I simply laughed at his pathetic efforts as well as his attempts to dig his nails into my skin. I squeezed until Jamie tapped furiously. There was NO coming back from this. Jamie was flat and I was almost worried about him. He said nothing to me and I told Elden not to tease Jamie anymore. Jamie is a piece of garbage and I’m glad I kicked his ass and deflated his ridiculous male ego.
Q) You had mentioned to me initially that you defeated a man you knew from high school. Can you share that experience with us?
A) Yes, and this was a session with a guy I knew a little bit in high school, but not really well. He is about 6’2” 220lbs.. He is also a football player and very, very strong. We didn’t wrestle but he definitely wanted to feel my muscles and be put in holds. He was surprised that he couldn’t get out of any of my scissor-locks. He was surprised at how much power I have in my head-scissors especially. I was thrilled and a bit surprised that I got him to tap-out with a few body-scissor variations. I wasn’t sure initially if I could get my legs around him and exert enough pressure. He also wanted some ball-busting and he had been ‘busted’ once before by a Dominatrix. I was more than happy to slap his balls and I really enjoyed squeezing them very hard. What worried me was the kicking. He really wanted to be kneed and front kicked at nearly full-force. For one thing, he had an erection and I wasn’t sure how that would work. Fortunately a 40% thigh-shot to the balls just about did the trick. It at least made him realize that a nearly-full kick or thigh shot would be more than he can handle. I gave him a series of quick, solid thighs to his balls and after about eight of them he was satisfied. He seems to have a high pain tolerance, but not man can handle all that I can dish out. I am too big and too small for any man to want a full-force not shot.
Q) Did it matter to you if a guy was young or old?
A) Not really. The one thing with older men was that they were surprised to genuinely get their ass kicked. Most of them thought they’d need to let me win or hold back. I would give them plenty of chances to legitimately defeat me and when they couldn’t I would get quite cheeky; “Hmmm, so you didn’t think I could really beat your old-man-ass did you? You’re a lucky bastard and I hope you understand that. Not only can I beat you, I could knock your ass out if I wanted to. Don’t mess with young, strong women because a lot of us can leave you right there on the floor feeling like a hapless, helpless, weak old jack-off. Now come over and lick my ass cheeks. Either that or you can refuse and I can kick your ass again. This time, however, it will be far more punishing for you. I will give you a beating beyond what you want. You will wish that you never had balls and that you never met me grandpa”.
Update with Carrie June 2019
First off, yes, I had to change my listed weight from 205 to 213. I’ve added some size on my hips and thighs. It has not been intentional as I have just been doing my thing with martial arts once a week, MMA twice a week and lifting three times a week.
I used my strength once in an interesting ways since we connected about ten months ago, Ken. I did a dating site and met a guy for a drink right around New Years. I didn’t really get to know him enough beforehand and paid the price. Art wasn’t the 5’10” 175 he claimed to be. He is more like a sloppy 5’10” 190 with bad posture. Art managed to get on my nerves really early. He contradicted me a few times and is a total know-it-all. I decided that I would talk about my weightlifting because I got sick of his bragging and I wanted him to know that I could kick his ass. Yup, he was that annoying! As I figured, Art was acting like he knew more than me about lifting and fighting. I looked at his forearms and his upper arms and I knew I could beat him at arm wrestling and I wanted to! As much as it would have been fun to kick his ass also that would mean I’d have to spend considerably more time with him. So arm wrestling it was!
With my patience dwindling and my desire to prove him wrong, shut him up and leave hitting a record-high, we got our arms up on the table and positioning was fairly easy. Before we began I said “in no way is it ever good to lose to a girl at arm wrestling”. Keep in mind the fact that I generally prefer to just leave and not get into conflict with people. Well, for some reason the kind of people that draw me into bitterness are always guys like this. We joined hands and I was glad to see that he seemed a little edgy, unhappy or at least ready to try to win. I told him that he could say ‘go’ and he did. I pushed at the start, got him down a little and then let him get back to even. Art then pushed his hardest and I had to work to hold him still. It wasn’t a cake walk but it was going according to plan. I then slowly but without ever stopping pushed his arm down to the table. I smiled and for the first time since this date started I was happy. Art was embarrassed and finally was at a loss for words. He asked me if I lived at the gym and if I competed in arm wrestling. He then really did me a favor by saying “would you ever seriously date a guy that you beat at arm wrestling”? I half-smiled and said “No”. It was a lie but I wanted him to know that it was absolutely a one and done kind of thing!
Carrie
5’5” 213lbs
I wrestled in high school, freshman year with the guys and then they made a girls team which had six participants. Freshman year I was 11-3-1 after going 26-8-1 in junior high school. It certainly wasn’t a problem for me to go up against the boys! The issue for the guys was the fact that I am not an athlete and was always considered to be kind of nerdy. In other words, not only were they losing to a girl, they were losing to a nerdy girl.
When I attended college I saw that there was a wrestling club and since this was 2010, I assumed that men are women were both allowed in. I assumed that some women wanted to wrestle. Well, there were three of us and all three were first-timers. We were allowed to train but the guys were dismissive of us. After about six weeks they set-up an open mat time and we’d record results. I listed my weight, 197 at the time, and was set to go. The guys running this felt it was “appropriate” to have me go against a 142lb man.
This small man, Daryl, was about 5’5” 142 and he looked like he had a big image of himself. For me, I didn’t really care who he was or about any details at all. I was ready to kick his ass. Daryl came at me with ALL he had. He was actually overly enthusiastic because I caught him and used his momentum to send him over my hip. I tried keeping control of him but he was very active and was back trying to head-lock me. Instead of locking my legs around his torso I locked my killer-big legs around his chest. I made sure that he was totally immobile and if I wasn’t such a bitch I would have felt bad for him. I had done this to guys before and it always led to a long, painful ending. This time, however, it led to a quick finish. I was being tapped on the hip after just a little while because Daryl was finished. My first match was an unusual victory because I didn’t even apply a great submission or pinning move.
I began beating bigger men and more skilled men. Every so often a guy would defeat me, but not usually. My low center of gravity, great knowledge of grappling and my freakish strength allowed me to crush most men in decisive fashion. And I won’t pretend for one second that it was no big deal. It was a very big deal and a LOT of fun! I loved seeing the guys around campus and how they’d either hide from me or be extra-nice to me. I knew that the last thing they wanted was to be with their girlfriend and have me tell her about how I beat her boyfriend! And my signature finishing hold was a head-scissors. Once my thighs get around a man’s head or neck he’s a dead-man and he’s MY dead-man.
I had one man get mad at me after losing. He said that I may know how to wrestle, but he could still kick my ass. I confidently said “try it”. He came at me and tried to push me up against the wall. I sent him against the wall and ended up sitting on his chest. I bounced on his stomach knocking all of the wind clear out of him. He never gave me any trouble after that.
There was also a beautiful male bodybuilder who was about 5’6” 140lbs and NO body fat at all. I wrestled him and absolutely crushed the little, muscular guy. He got an erection and since this was an informal match (at my apartment) I reached in, grabbed his cock and balls and twisted them like crazy. The more I hurt him the harder he got and stayed. He begged me for sex, but I ended up pulling his penis a bit too hard causing him to wet himself with cum. No sex.
I met a guy named Antonio and he was really turned on by my muscles and my power. He admitted to me that he’d like nothing more than to get his ass kicked and then to get raped by that same woman. He was a little bit off-beat, but I appreciated his honesty. Antonio introduced me to the world of online “Schmoedom” as he called it. It was like an underground or slightly different place on the web for terms like; Mixed Wrestling, Female Domination, Fem Dom, Intergender Wrestling, Dominant Women. There were also tie-ins to female bodybuilding, power-lifting and arm-wrestling.
Like many young people, I was struggling financially and in the Spring of 2013 to the Spring of 2014 I put my name in a few places with pictures and descriptions in hopes of having men pay for “wrestling sessions” with me. There would be no sex, so would men really pay to wrestle with a strong woman? What I was seeing online told me ‘yes’, but I had my concerns. Well, over the course of my thirteen months doing sessions I wrestled with eleven different men and had twenty-eight total sessions. And for the most part it was a real hoot!
Sessions with Alex:
Alex was one of the first guys to contact me to schedule a session. We exchanged a half-dozen emails and everything was on track. Alex was twenty-seven years old and about 5’3” 130lbs and a former high school wrestler.
I had Alex pegged as a small guy who was fighting dual concepts. On one hand, he wanted to be bigger or at least get the respect that a large man would get. On the other hand, he had a massive desire to get bitched around by strong women. Alex’s desires included being physically handled and being bossed around.
I got a really nice hotel room and gave Alex all of the specifics. I had also arranged a session two hours after the end of my scheduled time Alex. He texted just at the right time and I gave Alex my room number and told him to come up for our session.
When Alex walked in he looked nervous but he also looked just like his pictures which is always a relief. He told me that I look beautiful and strong. I didn’t feel that it was sincere. First off, I am not pretty and second of all, he couldn’t yet tell that I was strong. But I wasn’t upset or anything like that because I understood why Alex would be nervous. Scheduling a session to wrestle with a woman is nerve-racking, I get that. I figured that the sooner we got going the better. I told Alex to get himself changed and I would do the same.
I wore a sexy sports bra and matching black sports shorts. Men love my chest and my legs and my butt are far more appealing the less I am wearing. Alex had a white tank-top on and a pair of small short-shorts. Alex looked cute, but not really in a “wow I want him as my boyfriend” kind of way. He looked cute in a mini-man kind of way. NOW, Alex was sincerely praising me!
He said something like “Wow, Carrie, this is, wow, Carrie. Your shoulders are so strong. Your legs, oh my God. Oh my God”. I interrupted him and said “I am glad you are impressed. Now wipe the drool off your face, little man”.
Alex wanted to do semi-competitive wrestling, which is how most men want to start. Sometimes they want to go from there to muscle worship, domination or fantasy wrestling. Alex simply said that he wanted semi-competitive wrestling and then “boss me around”. I figured that I’d do what came naturally after defeating him.
We had a nice wrestling area and I figured that after defeating him I might keep him pinned on the bed. I had a sheet down in the wrestling area and it was great at preventing carpet burns. As soon as Alex and I began I knew that the nearly-100-pound weight advantage I had would certainly come in handy. Alex tried to knock me off balance but he couldn’t. I could feel some force on his part but I laughed and asked him if he was SURE that he was giving it his best. I looked at Alex and I could tell that he was doing everything he could to get me off-balance.
“Alex, I am going to give you another thirty or forty seconds here. Keep at it. Then I’m going to whip you to the ground and you’ll have a 220+ pound woman on top of you. And dear, I won’t get off of you until you are breathless, scared, flattened and entirely crushed. If I were you, small-man, I’d fight for my life these next thirty seconds………………..Oh, dear, Alex. Is this IT? Oh, you are in big, big trouble, cutie-pie. You are going to get flattened, son”.
I told Alex that he needed to brace himself and he did. I got my arms around his rib-cage, bent my knees, connected my fingers around him, lifted him and deposited Alex and his little ass right on the ground. I settled my hips over him, sat on his stomach and smiled down at my hard, erect male opponent. True to my word I put a grapevine hold on Alex. He is SO small that I could wrap my legs so easily and firmly around his. I then sent a few thrusts into his mid-section. Next it was the heaven-hell experience of my breast smother. Sure, he got my pair of DDD’s in his face, but he also couldn’t breathe. I raised/stretched his arms over his head and I had my man motionless and crushed.
I then put my 30+-inch thighs around his left leg and squeezed. He tapped. I repeated this with his right leg but for the first time I mentioned his hard penis; “Oh, Alex, I see you have at least one hard muscle. Don’t worry, dear, I won’t damage your best buddy. Well, I won’t damage it as long as you do as I say and are a good little boy”.
I stayed on top of Alex but I had to spread my weight out. I sat on his torso and he began to tell me how sexy I am. Seeing his face and feeling how erect he was excited me. I had complete, total control of this pint-sized-fella. He was genuinely shocked at how easily I beat his ass. During our correspondence I could tell that he wasn’t totally sold on the fact that I could legitimately kick his ass. Well, he was a true-believer now. He had wondered about my training and he’d always remind me that he had wrestled in high school. This was a good time to tease him about that; “Dude, Alex, do you have a letterman’s jacket? If you do you should bring it to me next time and formally present it to me. Maybe then we should send some pictures to your coach and ask him why he never taught you to defeat a woman”.
I immediately ordered Alex to crawl to me and kiss my feet. As soon as he did that I ordered him to suck both of my big toes. I then grabbed the little boy by the back of his neck, brought him to his feet and lifted him over my left shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes. I pulled his shorts and undies down just enough before spanking his bare ass a dozen times. Some of these strikes obviously hurt which pleased me greatly. I then put him over my other shoulder and gave him another dozen spanks. When I threw Alex on the ground he was wide-eyed and still fully erect. I face-sat Alex and ordered him around for a while before suggesting that we arm-wrestle. I wanted to prove to him that I am stronger in EVERY way. Sure enough Alex’s little arm couldn’t hold up. I beat him right and left handed. After defeating him I kissed the guy on the cheek and told him that I genuinely feel bad for him. He really is a helpless weenie.
I ended up having three sessions with Alex and we formed a genuine friendship. While he is very typical of a session guy, they usually aren’t quite as much fun as Alex. While there was some role-playing and acting, overall I was just being “me”…just a little different part of me.
Sessions with Ronnie:
Ronnie is a 5’11” 175lb African American business-owner. He is in his forties, married and has children. He also carried this desire to wrestle a woman with him. Ronnie had wrestled four women before meeting me. He said that he gave into the temptation about every five years. He enjoyed facing these bigger bodybuilder-type women but was super-excited to face a big, strong, capable lady like me who is not a bodybuilder.
In a sense, it was nice to set-up an appointment with a ‘session veteran’. He knew what he wanted and he knew how things worked. Ronnie was less nervous than Alex and was very matter-of-fact until he saw me in my bikini. Can you imagine a 5’5” 220lb woman who barely has a belly? It’s a LOT of muscle and that fact was not lost on Ronnie. He looked tall, skinny and ready to get his ass kicked. Ronnie had stressed that he wanted a very physical match-up with me and he wanted me to really break his ass! Well, he gave it all he had which was remarkably little. Here was yet another untrained man that is a genuine pussy. I literally threw him around and beat the hell out of Ronnie for over an hour. He wanted to be laughed at and verbally eviscerated and he got his wish.
Ronnie was also the first man that wanted to be “ball-busted”. His dick looked enormous throughout the match and somehow, fortunately, I knew exactly how hard to ‘flick’ his balls and his penis. Ronnie went down with the small kicks but insisted (once he could talk) that he liked it. After those few small kicks I wanted to see how he’d handle having his testicles squeezed, twisted, pulled, slapped and pinched. I have never seen a man so tortured and happy at the same time. What an interesting psychological situation this was! He sessioned with me several times and I will credit him for having resilient balls and for knowing what he likes!
Q and A with Carrie
Q) Carrie, have you ever defeated a man who couldn’t handle that reality?
A) I have but not when doing sessions. After my freshman year in college I had a summer job at a local swimming pool. One of the lifeguards was a guy I graduated with and actually knew all the way back in kindergarten. One day this other lifeguard was saying that he noticed I have big, strong muscles. This guy I graduated with, Jamie, said that he was being silly and I wasn’t that strong. Jamie always thought he was so cool and he generally just ignored me. It was odd that he seemed so offended that anyone would say that I am strong. Jamie is about 5’7” 140-150lbs and while he looked like he had no body-fat, Jamie also looked unintimidating and weak. Well, when you’re a strong 220lb female a lot of guys look unintimidating and weak.
I jumped into the conversation and said “I bet I’m stronger than you”. Jamie was uncomfortable and he wasn’t going to let me say that without getting upset and trying to prove himself. I was a little unsure about this because all we could do right then and there was arm-wrestle. I knew I could kick Jamie’s ass, but I wasn’t so sure I could beat him at arm-wrestling. We got in position and one female lifeguard and the one male lifeguard who liked my muscles watched as we had a hard-fought match. It took me just over one-minute to defeat Jamie. He was totally and completely humiliated! He made every excuse in the book and was dead-set on staying to his story…I cheated. Two days later Jamie and the other guy, Elden, were together in the staff room when I walked in. Elden immediately asked Jamie if he was “scared” of me. Elden wasn’t going to stop until he saw me wrestle with Jamie. We had fifteen free-minutes so Elden brought Jamie and myself into a grassy area adjacent to the pool area.
Jamie was totally out of his element when it came to wrestling. I head-locked him initially, took Jamie to the ground and grinded away on the head-lock. I did nothing else except clamped down my hardest and waited for Jamie to tap out, which he did after about twenty seconds. I stood up and said “stand slowly, you’re probably light-headed”. Jamie stumbled when he tried standing and did not look at me face-to-face. I smiled at him and said “Elden, I don’t think he wants to try again”. I was basically just working him over psychologically at that point. Jamie said he wanted another try and that was fine by me!
This time I sent Jamie over my hip after we had briefly locked-up. I got right on top on Jamie and laid across his shoulders. He tried pushing me off and kicking or squirming his way out, but it was to no avail. Truth be told, he was hopeless. I then held his shoulders down with my hands and hopped up on Jamie so I was sitting on his chest. I spread my weight out, looked down at Jamie and said “are you convinced yet? Or should I beat you again? Damn, you should have kept your mouth shut. If you would have none of this would have happened. Now you got beat at arm wrestling and got your ass beaten-up twice. Bitch”.
Elden, once again, teased Jamie. He got under Jamie’s skin and we ended up wrestling again about one week later. That time I remember finishing him off with a body-scissors and then, in the final time I’d ever wrestle Jamie, I fit his pathetic little head between my legs and squeezed. I applied a perfect head-scissors! Jamie got SO red and he even punched my thighs hoping to break free. I simply laughed at his pathetic efforts as well as his attempts to dig his nails into my skin. I squeezed until Jamie tapped furiously. There was NO coming back from this. Jamie was flat and I was almost worried about him. He said nothing to me and I told Elden not to tease Jamie anymore. Jamie is a piece of garbage and I’m glad I kicked his ass and deflated his ridiculous male ego.
Q) You had mentioned to me initially that you defeated a man you knew from high school. Can you share that experience with us?
A) Yes, and this was a session with a guy I knew a little bit in high school, but not really well. He is about 6’2” 220lbs.. He is also a football player and very, very strong. We didn’t wrestle but he definitely wanted to feel my muscles and be put in holds. He was surprised that he couldn’t get out of any of my scissor-locks. He was surprised at how much power I have in my head-scissors especially. I was thrilled and a bit surprised that I got him to tap-out with a few body-scissor variations. I wasn’t sure initially if I could get my legs around him and exert enough pressure. He also wanted some ball-busting and he had been ‘busted’ once before by a Dominatrix. I was more than happy to slap his balls and I really enjoyed squeezing them very hard. What worried me was the kicking. He really wanted to be kneed and front kicked at nearly full-force. For one thing, he had an erection and I wasn’t sure how that would work. Fortunately a 40% thigh-shot to the balls just about did the trick. It at least made him realize that a nearly-full kick or thigh shot would be more than he can handle. I gave him a series of quick, solid thighs to his balls and after about eight of them he was satisfied. He seems to have a high pain tolerance, but not man can handle all that I can dish out. I am too big and too small for any man to want a full-force not shot.
Q) Did it matter to you if a guy was young or old?
A) Not really. The one thing with older men was that they were surprised to genuinely get their ass kicked. Most of them thought they’d need to let me win or hold back. I would give them plenty of chances to legitimately defeat me and when they couldn’t I would get quite cheeky; “Hmmm, so you didn’t think I could really beat your old-man-ass did you? You’re a lucky bastard and I hope you understand that. Not only can I beat you, I could knock your ass out if I wanted to. Don’t mess with young, strong women because a lot of us can leave you right there on the floor feeling like a hapless, helpless, weak old jack-off. Now come over and lick my ass cheeks. Either that or you can refuse and I can kick your ass again. This time, however, it will be far more punishing for you. I will give you a beating beyond what you want. You will wish that you never had balls and that you never met me grandpa”.
Update with Carrie June 2019
First off, yes, I had to change my listed weight from 205 to 213. I’ve added some size on my hips and thighs. It has not been intentional as I have just been doing my thing with martial arts once a week, MMA twice a week and lifting three times a week.
I used my strength once in an interesting ways since we connected about ten months ago, Ken. I did a dating site and met a guy for a drink right around New Years. I didn’t really get to know him enough beforehand and paid the price. Art wasn’t the 5’10” 175 he claimed to be. He is more like a sloppy 5’10” 190 with bad posture. Art managed to get on my nerves really early. He contradicted me a few times and is a total know-it-all. I decided that I would talk about my weightlifting because I got sick of his bragging and I wanted him to know that I could kick his ass. Yup, he was that annoying! As I figured, Art was acting like he knew more than me about lifting and fighting. I looked at his forearms and his upper arms and I knew I could beat him at arm wrestling and I wanted to! As much as it would have been fun to kick his ass also that would mean I’d have to spend considerably more time with him. So arm wrestling it was!
With my patience dwindling and my desire to prove him wrong, shut him up and leave hitting a record-high, we got our arms up on the table and positioning was fairly easy. Before we began I said “in no way is it ever good to lose to a girl at arm wrestling”. Keep in mind the fact that I generally prefer to just leave and not get into conflict with people. Well, for some reason the kind of people that draw me into bitterness are always guys like this. We joined hands and I was glad to see that he seemed a little edgy, unhappy or at least ready to try to win. I told him that he could say ‘go’ and he did. I pushed at the start, got him down a little and then let him get back to even. Art then pushed his hardest and I had to work to hold him still. It wasn’t a cake walk but it was going according to plan. I then slowly but without ever stopping pushed his arm down to the table. I smiled and for the first time since this date started I was happy. Art was embarrassed and finally was at a loss for words. He asked me if I lived at the gym and if I competed in arm wrestling. He then really did me a favor by saying “would you ever seriously date a guy that you beat at arm wrestling”? I half-smiled and said “No”. It was a lie but I wanted him to know that it was absolutely a one and done kind of thing!
Updated June 4th
Stella
5’3” 171lbs
I have never been as excited to meet a lady as I was to meet Stella. Stella told me that she has 28-inch thighs and is capable of 1,200+ pound leg presses. This forty-two-year old mother of three is married to a 260-pound man. She made sure I knew that her husband, Ronald, loves to see her wrestle and defeat men. Ronald has also been the victim of some of Stella’s moves. She has spent five years studying Krav Maga and three years studying jiujitsu. Stella was also a professional wrestler for four years when she was in her early 20’s.
While Stella has very solid credentials, what intrigued me most about meeting her was the fact that she seemed to be genuinely dominant. Even online Stella would make fun of me for being so small (5’6” 143). She’d ask if I came from a family of small people or if I left my testosterone somewhere. Stella would often mention that she could squeeze me to tears. She seems as excited to defeat me as I was to feel her power. I warned Stella that I had wrestled a lot of women, so she can expect a tough match with me. I guess I said that so she’d be extra motivated.
Stella was the first lady that I met on this trip and when she came to my hotel suite with her husband I was not disappointed. Both of them were very nice and Stella was clearly the real deal! We talked for a while and Stella’s husband did give me a very sincere warning about his wife’s strength. He told me that she has knocked him out with a head-scissors and she has broken two other mens’ ribs. The message was very, very frightful; Don’t be a macho man. He assured me that I would be wise to tap out when need be. When Stella came out in her lingerie, I was surprised. She exposed a lot and it intimidated the absolute hell out of me! The size of her arms and her legs scared me as did her smile. It’s different to read about 28-inch-thighs than it is to see them! She wasted no time reminding me that she used to beat men up for a living and she looked forward to facing a little man like me. Remember, I would provide a financial incentive to the women if they exceeded the level of dominance that I expected.
From Stella:
When I saw Ken I had to hold back my amusement. I wanted to laugh because here is a very, very small white man who has challenged me. I am a little bit shorter than Ken, maybe three or four inches, but I am heavier and much, much stronger. I don’t think I know very many men that are as small as Ken. Any small men that I do know wouldn’t want to wrestle with me. Most people know that I am a strong woman and I don’t mind mixing it up with men or with other women.
As far as my philosophy of fighting men is concerned, I fight to win. I knew that I would have to hold back so I would not paralyze Ken, but I knew that I was going to put him through a very thorough, complete emasculation. Who knows when the next time would be when I could manhandle a man! I like to get control of a male opponent’s head and neck. If I can cut off the blood flow to his brain then I can really get to work. As soon as he is worried about his neck and head, then I try to push the air out of his lungs. A knee or heel being pressed onto his mid-section will usually take care of that without much trouble at all. While I like to do the initial damage to his upper body with my upper body, I like to squeeze, disable and hurt his lower body with my lower body. I like to wrap my legs around the man’s legs and cause severe immobility to his knees and hips. I also enjoy pressing into his thighs to cause a severe bruise. It’s a nice way for him to remember me for a few extra days. I was trying to keep in mind, before we began, that I needed to beat Ken worse than the other ladies, but I also didn’t want to leave him crippled. I felt good about handling the balance.
From Ken;
When Stella and I began, she came at me with surprising ferocity. It seemed initially in our talks like she may be more laid back and may not attack. I thought she might let me come to her and see what I could muster up. Well, I would learn that Stella sees all men as a threat and soon enough I was backed up to the wall. She ended up throwing me off the wall. It was a semi-flip and semi-throw. She then had me in a reverse head-lock almost as soon as I landed. By the time she let go I was very weak and I fell in such a way that I was looking at the ceiling. Stella put her legs right in my viewing range and said “we’ve just begun”.
From there, Stella grabbed me by the collar and led me to my feet. She then aggressively swept my legs and I landed flat on the ground. This time, however, she put one foot on my throat and the other on my balls. I was reminded not to move…or else. At this point, Stella noticed that I had an erection. She told me that she’d slap my penis but not my balls. It was scary but it didn’t hurt much. I realized at this point that Stella was an expert in all areas of fighting and dominating. Stella then changed her facial expression and it worried me. She took her thumb and pointer finger on her left and right hands and pinched each of my little testicles. As she caused intense concern and pain for me she kissed me on the cheek and told me to try and hang in there.
She allowed me to stand and asked me if I wanted to touch my testicles to make sure that they are still there. I accepted the offer and touched my sore little marbles. Stella then began putting me into a series of scissor-holds. I can’t even describe to you how scary it was to be squeezed and destroyed by her unbelievable legs. She would tell me how she’s barely squeezing, yet it felt like she may pop my leg right off or break my ribs. The more I cringed the more she laughed. I kept wondering if her legs would end up encircling my head and neck. I would soon learn that she would not pass up a chance to head-scissor me. She gave me a few brief, hard squeezes and I was praying that she knew her own power. Meanwhile she twice demanded that I make my erection bigger. She couldn’t believe that it didn’t get any bigger than it already was. She asked me rhetorically what I do when I want really please a woman. She was really messing with my male ego as well as my helpless male body.
Then Stella moved my face so it was right in her sweet spot. She gave me a little squeeze with her legs and she also gave my private area a squeeze with her hand. She could have ended me, forever, with either squeeze. She was still in awe of how my entire masculine area fit easily in her hand. I was dripping with sweat and some fear about what would come next. At that point, Stella ripped my shorts and undies off, removed my shirt and had me stand in the middle of the room. I was erect and Stella told me to pull out some of my pubic hair. I did as told. She then told me to put them between my teeth. Once again, I did as told. I then got another series of orders including licking the soles of her feet. I licked them until my mouth was totally dry. I was then a dummy for her lifts, including painful nut-pinches and groin grabs as I was mid-air. Stella then gave me dozens of spankings and I can easily say that it was the most painful set of spanks that I have ever received. But the most humiliating thing was about to happen. Stella had made me a shirt before we met and she made me wear it. It said “I got beaten up by a girl”. We walked around together for about an hour and I bought her a lot of things. Anything she wanted. We got a lot of comments on the shirt. But the shirt wasn’t the most humiliating thing. Stella made me jizz into a small container. She then made me put it into an even smaller container. I had to wear it around my neck as a necklace. Could other people tell what it was? Unsure. But I knew. The only positive aspect was that my manhood area wasn’t out-of-order.
While female bodybuilders and martial artists are all tough, it’s the women who have a genuine love of grappling and defeating/dominating/humiliating men that I really look out for. Stella was able to “stretch” me. Although I love being defeated and dominated, Stella took me to the point where I was genuinely scared and unsure of just how far she’d go in every regard.
Q and A with Stella
Q) Stella, was I as easy to beat as you anticipated?
A) Yes you were, maybe even easier than I thought you’d be. Even at your limited height and weight I thought that you might have some knowledge of wrestling from all of your matches. I also figured that maybe you’d have some compact but strong muscles. You didn’t end up having anything to protect yourself even a little bit, my dear. You are a sweet friend, Ken, but you are very small and not strong at all. I enjoyed comparing legs with you. I am sure that it made you feel quite inadequate. You always told me how you’ve had all of these previous experiences with strong women and that motivated me. I didn’t want to be just another woman that kicked your ass. I wanted to make sure that I would be remembered for a long, long time.
Q) Stella, you are amazing. What are your general thoughts about ball-busting?
A) A woman must have a real, genuine, thick streak of cruelty in order to enjoy ball-busting. The look on a man’s face is grueling. Just to see him in those minutes after his balls have been racked. I must admit that I enjoy testicle and penis domination. Due to the fact that the level of pain can be so extreme, I take into mind a lot of things before ball-busting a man. Generally, I end up giving the guy some small love taps or squeezes. I have had a couple men I know that wanted to be full ball-busted, but men don’t really know how this works. They can’t handle nearly as much as they think they can. If I agree to really crush a man’s nuts I only give it 50% and that is more than enough to make them deeply, deeply regret ever making such a request. Ken, I can tell that you could not handle anything near a 50% ball-busting and that is fine. As long as you live your life as a gentleman you won’t need to suffer the agony of crushed marbles.
Q) Your head-scissors was unreal. Have you heard that a lot?
A) Yes I have. Even with huge, monster males, they can’t survive. I can’t get some of these guys into the head-scissors, but if they agree to go in it, they can’t get out. I have broken watermelons and a volleyball between my legs. I knew that when I had you trapped, Ken, you wouldn’t be getting out until I let you out. I have been told that with the size of my hips and the muscle in my thighs I am perfectly built to apply the meanest possible head-scissors.
Q) Do you get a ton of compliments from men and women?
A) I get some nice comments and some rude ones. Some women are jealous and some men are also jealous. I always look at rude remarks as jealousy. But yes, I get a lot of compliments and a lot of men, even young men, flirting with me and commenting on how much they like my legs and my body in general. It’s quite flattering.
Q) You picked me up with amazing ease, Stella. Do you always do lifts and carries?
A) Not always because often times only large, strong men are willing to wrestle against me. If a man is 200lbs I won’t want to lift and carry him. With you, Ken, I could really do everything that I wanted to do. It was a special opportunity because of your lack of size and strength.
Q) Have you done the necklace thing before with men?
A) No I have not, but I always like to think of some way or ways to leave a mann understanding that they have been on the wrong end of the victory column. I try to individualize the humiliation for the specific man. Making a man simply wear a bra and panties isn’t always enough. I figured that you’d need quite a bit more than that.
Stella
5’3” 171lbs
I have never been as excited to meet a lady as I was to meet Stella. Stella told me that she has 28-inch thighs and is capable of 1,200+ pound leg presses. This forty-two-year old mother of three is married to a 260-pound man. She made sure I knew that her husband, Ronald, loves to see her wrestle and defeat men. Ronald has also been the victim of some of Stella’s moves. She has spent five years studying Krav Maga and three years studying jiujitsu. Stella was also a professional wrestler for four years when she was in her early 20’s.
While Stella has very solid credentials, what intrigued me most about meeting her was the fact that she seemed to be genuinely dominant. Even online Stella would make fun of me for being so small (5’6” 143). She’d ask if I came from a family of small people or if I left my testosterone somewhere. Stella would often mention that she could squeeze me to tears. She seems as excited to defeat me as I was to feel her power. I warned Stella that I had wrestled a lot of women, so she can expect a tough match with me. I guess I said that so she’d be extra motivated.
Stella was the first lady that I met on this trip and when she came to my hotel suite with her husband I was not disappointed. Both of them were very nice and Stella was clearly the real deal! We talked for a while and Stella’s husband did give me a very sincere warning about his wife’s strength. He told me that she has knocked him out with a head-scissors and she has broken two other mens’ ribs. The message was very, very frightful; Don’t be a macho man. He assured me that I would be wise to tap out when need be. When Stella came out in her lingerie, I was surprised. She exposed a lot and it intimidated the absolute hell out of me! The size of her arms and her legs scared me as did her smile. It’s different to read about 28-inch-thighs than it is to see them! She wasted no time reminding me that she used to beat men up for a living and she looked forward to facing a little man like me. Remember, I would provide a financial incentive to the women if they exceeded the level of dominance that I expected.
From Stella:
When I saw Ken I had to hold back my amusement. I wanted to laugh because here is a very, very small white man who has challenged me. I am a little bit shorter than Ken, maybe three or four inches, but I am heavier and much, much stronger. I don’t think I know very many men that are as small as Ken. Any small men that I do know wouldn’t want to wrestle with me. Most people know that I am a strong woman and I don’t mind mixing it up with men or with other women.
As far as my philosophy of fighting men is concerned, I fight to win. I knew that I would have to hold back so I would not paralyze Ken, but I knew that I was going to put him through a very thorough, complete emasculation. Who knows when the next time would be when I could manhandle a man! I like to get control of a male opponent’s head and neck. If I can cut off the blood flow to his brain then I can really get to work. As soon as he is worried about his neck and head, then I try to push the air out of his lungs. A knee or heel being pressed onto his mid-section will usually take care of that without much trouble at all. While I like to do the initial damage to his upper body with my upper body, I like to squeeze, disable and hurt his lower body with my lower body. I like to wrap my legs around the man’s legs and cause severe immobility to his knees and hips. I also enjoy pressing into his thighs to cause a severe bruise. It’s a nice way for him to remember me for a few extra days. I was trying to keep in mind, before we began, that I needed to beat Ken worse than the other ladies, but I also didn’t want to leave him crippled. I felt good about handling the balance.
From Ken;
When Stella and I began, she came at me with surprising ferocity. It seemed initially in our talks like she may be more laid back and may not attack. I thought she might let me come to her and see what I could muster up. Well, I would learn that Stella sees all men as a threat and soon enough I was backed up to the wall. She ended up throwing me off the wall. It was a semi-flip and semi-throw. She then had me in a reverse head-lock almost as soon as I landed. By the time she let go I was very weak and I fell in such a way that I was looking at the ceiling. Stella put her legs right in my viewing range and said “we’ve just begun”.
From there, Stella grabbed me by the collar and led me to my feet. She then aggressively swept my legs and I landed flat on the ground. This time, however, she put one foot on my throat and the other on my balls. I was reminded not to move…or else. At this point, Stella noticed that I had an erection. She told me that she’d slap my penis but not my balls. It was scary but it didn’t hurt much. I realized at this point that Stella was an expert in all areas of fighting and dominating. Stella then changed her facial expression and it worried me. She took her thumb and pointer finger on her left and right hands and pinched each of my little testicles. As she caused intense concern and pain for me she kissed me on the cheek and told me to try and hang in there.
She allowed me to stand and asked me if I wanted to touch my testicles to make sure that they are still there. I accepted the offer and touched my sore little marbles. Stella then began putting me into a series of scissor-holds. I can’t even describe to you how scary it was to be squeezed and destroyed by her unbelievable legs. She would tell me how she’s barely squeezing, yet it felt like she may pop my leg right off or break my ribs. The more I cringed the more she laughed. I kept wondering if her legs would end up encircling my head and neck. I would soon learn that she would not pass up a chance to head-scissor me. She gave me a few brief, hard squeezes and I was praying that she knew her own power. Meanwhile she twice demanded that I make my erection bigger. She couldn’t believe that it didn’t get any bigger than it already was. She asked me rhetorically what I do when I want really please a woman. She was really messing with my male ego as well as my helpless male body.
Then Stella moved my face so it was right in her sweet spot. She gave me a little squeeze with her legs and she also gave my private area a squeeze with her hand. She could have ended me, forever, with either squeeze. She was still in awe of how my entire masculine area fit easily in her hand. I was dripping with sweat and some fear about what would come next. At that point, Stella ripped my shorts and undies off, removed my shirt and had me stand in the middle of the room. I was erect and Stella told me to pull out some of my pubic hair. I did as told. She then told me to put them between my teeth. Once again, I did as told. I then got another series of orders including licking the soles of her feet. I licked them until my mouth was totally dry. I was then a dummy for her lifts, including painful nut-pinches and groin grabs as I was mid-air. Stella then gave me dozens of spankings and I can easily say that it was the most painful set of spanks that I have ever received. But the most humiliating thing was about to happen. Stella had made me a shirt before we met and she made me wear it. It said “I got beaten up by a girl”. We walked around together for about an hour and I bought her a lot of things. Anything she wanted. We got a lot of comments on the shirt. But the shirt wasn’t the most humiliating thing. Stella made me jizz into a small container. She then made me put it into an even smaller container. I had to wear it around my neck as a necklace. Could other people tell what it was? Unsure. But I knew. The only positive aspect was that my manhood area wasn’t out-of-order.
While female bodybuilders and martial artists are all tough, it’s the women who have a genuine love of grappling and defeating/dominating/humiliating men that I really look out for. Stella was able to “stretch” me. Although I love being defeated and dominated, Stella took me to the point where I was genuinely scared and unsure of just how far she’d go in every regard.
Q and A with Stella
Q) Stella, was I as easy to beat as you anticipated?
A) Yes you were, maybe even easier than I thought you’d be. Even at your limited height and weight I thought that you might have some knowledge of wrestling from all of your matches. I also figured that maybe you’d have some compact but strong muscles. You didn’t end up having anything to protect yourself even a little bit, my dear. You are a sweet friend, Ken, but you are very small and not strong at all. I enjoyed comparing legs with you. I am sure that it made you feel quite inadequate. You always told me how you’ve had all of these previous experiences with strong women and that motivated me. I didn’t want to be just another woman that kicked your ass. I wanted to make sure that I would be remembered for a long, long time.
Q) Stella, you are amazing. What are your general thoughts about ball-busting?
A) A woman must have a real, genuine, thick streak of cruelty in order to enjoy ball-busting. The look on a man’s face is grueling. Just to see him in those minutes after his balls have been racked. I must admit that I enjoy testicle and penis domination. Due to the fact that the level of pain can be so extreme, I take into mind a lot of things before ball-busting a man. Generally, I end up giving the guy some small love taps or squeezes. I have had a couple men I know that wanted to be full ball-busted, but men don’t really know how this works. They can’t handle nearly as much as they think they can. If I agree to really crush a man’s nuts I only give it 50% and that is more than enough to make them deeply, deeply regret ever making such a request. Ken, I can tell that you could not handle anything near a 50% ball-busting and that is fine. As long as you live your life as a gentleman you won’t need to suffer the agony of crushed marbles.
Q) Your head-scissors was unreal. Have you heard that a lot?
A) Yes I have. Even with huge, monster males, they can’t survive. I can’t get some of these guys into the head-scissors, but if they agree to go in it, they can’t get out. I have broken watermelons and a volleyball between my legs. I knew that when I had you trapped, Ken, you wouldn’t be getting out until I let you out. I have been told that with the size of my hips and the muscle in my thighs I am perfectly built to apply the meanest possible head-scissors.
Q) Do you get a ton of compliments from men and women?
A) I get some nice comments and some rude ones. Some women are jealous and some men are also jealous. I always look at rude remarks as jealousy. But yes, I get a lot of compliments and a lot of men, even young men, flirting with me and commenting on how much they like my legs and my body in general. It’s quite flattering.
Q) You picked me up with amazing ease, Stella. Do you always do lifts and carries?
A) Not always because often times only large, strong men are willing to wrestle against me. If a man is 200lbs I won’t want to lift and carry him. With you, Ken, I could really do everything that I wanted to do. It was a special opportunity because of your lack of size and strength.
Q) Have you done the necklace thing before with men?
A) No I have not, but I always like to think of some way or ways to leave a mann understanding that they have been on the wrong end of the victory column. I try to individualize the humiliation for the specific man. Making a man simply wear a bra and panties isn’t always enough. I figured that you’d need quite a bit more than that.
Updated April 25th, 2019
4’10 ½” 143lbs
Arey
From Ken;
I have been online friends with Arey for about six years. I got to know her when I complimented this amazing lady on her martial arts and lifting accomplishment. I would soon find out that she has had to use her skills and strength, unfortunately, in a couple of real-life situations. Five weeks ago I had the opportunity to meet Arey. She was set to allow me to worship her, wrestle with her and spoil her like the Goddess she is.
Q and A with Arey
Q) Arey, can you first off share with us your athletic background?
A) Well, I began playing soccer when I was five and then began boxing when I was nine. My father and two of my uncles are huge boxing fans and all of them are former competitors. I enjoyed the physical and rough nature of boxing. This led me to training in martial arts and in kick-boxing. I have always used any excuse possible to get into a tussle with someone! Mind you, I never picked fights, I just looked for activities where I could mix it up with people without getting in trouble. I also had a lot to prove because of my height. I also began gymnastics when I was twelve and competed throughout high school. My body was built for combat and to do gymnastics!
Q) Can you please explain your most recent fighting situation to us?
A) I was engaged to a guy that I had known for fifteen months. Three weeks before we were going to get married he got busted for kiddie porn. And he had a lot of it. Trey was mad that I was breaking off the engagement. He had never gotten physical before, but there’s a first for everything. Trey slammed me up against the wall and grabbed me by the throat. That was a real trigger for me. I got into beast mode and this 5’9” 170lb man was in a whole heap of trouble. I smashed his elbow and kicked his knees a few times in very rapid-fire fashion. I then had a clear shot to his jaw and I put him down with one nice shot to the chin. I wanted to make sure he didn’t stand up so I cold-heartedly separated his legs as I brought him to his feet and I jammed my thigh straight into his testicles. I drove them all the up as far as they’d go before letting go of him. This grown man was totally finished off. It was a horrible time in my life and I certainly wasn’t going to add the misery of being a battered woman to my list of life-grievances. Trey needed medical attention but it could have been worse. If I would have kept on the attack I could have done permanent damage to him. He was 100% defenseless.
Q) Wow! What about the other time you beat a guy up?
A) I was a senior in high school and this guy liked me but I wouldn’t give him the time of day. He was a sexist jerk. Pablo began calling me a dwarf or an umpa-loompa. He’d trade off which insult to use. It was terribly humiliating and it began making me a very unhappy and angry person.
I told Pablo that if he doesn’t shut up I will beat his ass. Of course Pablo didn’t take me very seriously. I had already made up my mind that I was going to beat him up. At about 5’8” 135lbs I have no idea why he’d pick on anyone! Most of my female friends and all of my guy friends could kick his ass.
I egged him on and got Pablo to be particularly mean to me. He called me a smurf that “last” time. I charged at him and he was a fish out of water. I kneed his stomach, kicked the outside of his knees made his nose bleed like a fountain and (of course) gave him a massive front kick in the balls. Sure, I got in trouble, but he never teased me again. Did I feel bad about it? Hell no! I was thrilled with what I did and would do it again in a heartbeat.
Q) What are your general thoughts about Ball-busting, Arey?
A) I’ve done some work, as you know Ken, in the Female-Domination/Dominatrix world so I am somewhat of an expert in this area. I am fascinated by ball-busting in particular and all-things-domme in general. I understand that ballbusting can be dangerous but I know all of the ins and outs of this art form. In a fetish sense I find it to be terrific fun. I love seeing a man that is driven down to the point where he’s not just defeated but he’s also defenseless. The amount of mental-torment that I can dish out is almost limitless. I know how to pinch, slap, tug and slap a man’s penis and testicles so I can get the desired result. It is possible to have a man incredibly aroused while he’s also terrified about what I might do to his most important and beloved body part. I love newbies and experienced victims. It’s so exciting when a man has never had his eggs scrambled and he knows that he’s seconds away from his hottest dream and worst nightmare. The vulnerable look on his face is always adorable. Whether it’s a man in his prime or an older guy, the conflicting looks on his face delight me.
I don’t think guys are weird for wanting to be ball-busted. We all have our kinks, right? The only time it can be a problem is if he wants to be hurt very, very badly or permanently. In general I think guys mostly love being controlled in the potentially most painful way. The terror seems to make guys feel alive! While I don’t get into props too much I am open-minded and I can understand the appeal of putting pad locks and other painful/controlling devices on a guy’s genitals. I knew one guy who liked wearing this flattening thing that basically made it like he has no male genital region at all. Just when I think I’ve heard it all one of my male admirers or a female friend will share something with me that I never imagined possible.
As far as self-defense it is one of the best potential game-changers. It isn’t always an available target but often times guys will fail to protect their crotch during a fight. I love it because a well-executed shot to a mans privates prevents them from chasing after me. Sure, I love seeing a guy on the ground in the fetal position crying like a little bitch but mostly I’d use it for practical reasons. God put the male sex organ right in the ideal place.
Q) What do your family and friends think of your interest in both combat and in the more risqué part of being a Dominant Woman.
A) My friends absolutely love it. They love the energy that I give off. I think it comes from my confidence and the fact that I have embraced my destiny as a dominant woman. As far as my family goes, the women don’t say much. I bet that they are, in part, feeling like it’s not feminine to be an Alpha. But I also think that part of them thinks it’s really cool and would love to be able to call the shots the way I do.
As far as the men are concerned, it varies. My dad is very proud of me and he thinks the fact that I can kick ass is awesome. My uncles on that side of the family are the same way. One of my cousins, however, made a rude remark to me a few years ago and I was forced to make him pay the price. I humiliated him with two judo tosses and then sat on his chest while holding him by the crotch. He had to either apologize to me or have his balls squeezed. I loved the energy of people watching and laughing at him. He has changed his behavior since that time. My mom has one sister and her husband also felt compelled to tell me that I have too much muscle. He added in that even with all my muscle I couldn’t defend myself unless I had a gun. I knew just how to push his buttons and I ended up wrestling with him. I worked Randolph into a horribly cruel reverse head-scissors and I had his face pressed right up against my ass. I also trash-talked him a lot! I told Randolph that it looks like he can’t defend himself from ME! I briefly allowed him to speak and he yelled out “she’s breaking my nose”. I laughed and pretended it was a news headline, “Woman breaks Uncles Nose After He Sasses Off Like a Bitch”. I can’t even describe how great it was to feel his face pressed up against my ass and to feel him trying anything to break free. I told Randolph that all he needed to do was to admit he was wrong and admit that I beat his ass. When he was slow to do that I cranked up the pressure until he finally tapped my thighs and wanted nothing more than freedom. I stood over the poor bastard and asked him if I looked short from THIS viewpoint. My aunt was a real bitch and told me to be a good sport. I told her that she didn’t find much of a man to marry. I also told both of them that they’re lucky I wasn’t in the ball-busting mood. Neither of them talk to me anymore which I really could care less about. Anyone that’s around me needs to know and respect the fact that I am an Alpha and I WILL be respected and possibly feared.
Q) Did the match I had with you go pretty much as expected? I would love to hear your thoughts on this!
A) Well, it was nice to meet you because you have always been so nice to me and generous, Ken. I was also totally excited about matching up with a man that’s fifteen-or-so years older than me and SO small! OMG, 5’6” and my weight (140-145) and with no MMA training at all, so I was psyched, Ken!
I would say that when you showed up you proved to be every bit as small as I imagined you’d be. You have thin legs and arms and very little overall muscular development compared to the guys I am used to ‘dealing’ with. We had an awesome talk when you arrived and I was really excited to wrestle with you for a few important reasons. First off, I was in a mood to dominate a dude! I was especially excited to dominate such a small dude that was already excited-as-hell to see me. Ken, you were drooling from the second I saw you. I like the dual-situation where a man is scared and excited at the very same time.
I remember that when you saw me in my micro-shorts and sports bra you tried not to do a pervert-reaction but I immediately pointed out the fact that I could see a little boner in your sweat-shorts. You looked handsome in that tight t-shirt as well. I offered you the opportunity to feel my muscles just as I was laughing at how small and vulnerable you looked. I loved comparing limbs with you, Ken! I just knew that you were going to take a beating. I also reminded myself that you were comparing me to other females that have kicked your ass. I certainly wanted to rate high up there!
As soon as I grabbed your head I could tell that you have little to no neck strength. I brought you in, bullied you into position and flipped your helpless ass on the ground. I remember pouncing and settling my big, sexy ass right on your face, Ken! I know that I started the verbal assault right then and there.
For the next hour-or-so you took one hell of a beating! Your little attempts at ‘manning-up” made me laugh but they also made me hurt you even more. Why would you think you could get out of ANY hold that I was putting you in? I won’t sit here and tell you that I can crush any man alive, but I can crush YOU Ken, and I was determined to do so. I read some of the descriptions of other women beating your sorry ass and I wanted to beat it worse than any of those women.
I will give you credit for being able to take a beating. That’s the one thing I can say that you are ‘tough and strong’ about. You lasted a long time in my face-sits and school-girl-pins. My ass fit perfectly on your defenseless little face and you kept me amused by constantly trying to push me off. I hate guys that have no spunk and at least you have plenty of spunk and gumption. But, Ken, you also have some ‘nerve and gall’. I had to view this from another perspective as well. I had to view you as a threat. As an older man trying to get the better of me. Trying to defeat me and gain control over me. If at any point I felt like taking mercy on you then I had to remind myself of the fact that you were trying to pin and subdue me.
My real icing on the cake was being able to emasculate you by lifting and carrying your weak, pathetic, defeated little body. The only real sign of life was that decent-sized bulge in your pants. Your cries of dizziness and the moans you made when I spanked your helpless ass crimson-red got me excited. I was beating a grown man THIS thoroughly!
Do you often think about how lucky you are, Ken? You got to spend time and feel the amazing power that I possess. And you left with your body in one piece. I didn’t neuter you and I didn’t break a single bone in your body. But Ken my dear, please never, ever flex your little arms or look in the mirror and feel like you are “in-charge”. After what I did to you, most of which I can’t repeat here, you and I both know that you will NEVER be in-charge for another moment in your life! No, I don’t literally have you on a leash, but your days of being a true man are over. I can’t imagine that you’d dare disagree with me.
From Ken;
Arey’s muscles, head to toe, are unbelievably sexy, strong and lethal. This amazing lady also clearly thirsts for power. She knew exactly how to take every drop of masculinity from my little body. I was intrigued by the fact that we are the same weight even though I am seven-plus inches taller than Arey. But once we began I could see that I was a totally inferior type of human. She was very dedicated to telling me when and how she could have broken the 200+ bones on my body. And there’s another part of me, not literally a bone, that she also could have broken. During much of our time together Arey told me that she was deciding whether to let me leave as a man or exit as a neuter. Whatever she decided was how it was going to be! Arey is the most lovely woman on this planet and the essence of her beauty and dominance will never leave me.
Q) What are men most drawn to about you?
A) Like you, Ken, most men stare at my thighs and ass. They would do anything to touch them or rub themselves all over them. Very, very few men ever get to touch me. Whatever they are drawn to generally remains a fantasy for them. But I will note that men do not like skinny blondes as much as they like curvy strong chicks. It’s a good thing I can beat the guys away from me.
Q) What do you think of men that flirt with you and of guys that are looking to marry a physically dominant woman?
A) They need to be clear about whether they want a girlfriend/wife with muscles or just a kick-ass-fooling-around experience with a strong woman. I can totally understand men wanting to be defeated and dominated. Or if they are super-big and strong I can understand them just wanted to enjoy the feeling of female muscle. But guys who are specifically looking for a physically dominant wife might have a screw or two loose. I don’t think you can base your decision on a serious romantic relationship on physical power. If a guy says (and many have) that they want a relationship with me because of my muscles and power, well, I think that’s a little misguided.
4’10 ½” 143lbs
Arey
From Ken;
I have been online friends with Arey for about six years. I got to know her when I complimented this amazing lady on her martial arts and lifting accomplishment. I would soon find out that she has had to use her skills and strength, unfortunately, in a couple of real-life situations. Five weeks ago I had the opportunity to meet Arey. She was set to allow me to worship her, wrestle with her and spoil her like the Goddess she is.
Q and A with Arey
Q) Arey, can you first off share with us your athletic background?
A) Well, I began playing soccer when I was five and then began boxing when I was nine. My father and two of my uncles are huge boxing fans and all of them are former competitors. I enjoyed the physical and rough nature of boxing. This led me to training in martial arts and in kick-boxing. I have always used any excuse possible to get into a tussle with someone! Mind you, I never picked fights, I just looked for activities where I could mix it up with people without getting in trouble. I also had a lot to prove because of my height. I also began gymnastics when I was twelve and competed throughout high school. My body was built for combat and to do gymnastics!
Q) Can you please explain your most recent fighting situation to us?
A) I was engaged to a guy that I had known for fifteen months. Three weeks before we were going to get married he got busted for kiddie porn. And he had a lot of it. Trey was mad that I was breaking off the engagement. He had never gotten physical before, but there’s a first for everything. Trey slammed me up against the wall and grabbed me by the throat. That was a real trigger for me. I got into beast mode and this 5’9” 170lb man was in a whole heap of trouble. I smashed his elbow and kicked his knees a few times in very rapid-fire fashion. I then had a clear shot to his jaw and I put him down with one nice shot to the chin. I wanted to make sure he didn’t stand up so I cold-heartedly separated his legs as I brought him to his feet and I jammed my thigh straight into his testicles. I drove them all the up as far as they’d go before letting go of him. This grown man was totally finished off. It was a horrible time in my life and I certainly wasn’t going to add the misery of being a battered woman to my list of life-grievances. Trey needed medical attention but it could have been worse. If I would have kept on the attack I could have done permanent damage to him. He was 100% defenseless.
Q) Wow! What about the other time you beat a guy up?
A) I was a senior in high school and this guy liked me but I wouldn’t give him the time of day. He was a sexist jerk. Pablo began calling me a dwarf or an umpa-loompa. He’d trade off which insult to use. It was terribly humiliating and it began making me a very unhappy and angry person.
I told Pablo that if he doesn’t shut up I will beat his ass. Of course Pablo didn’t take me very seriously. I had already made up my mind that I was going to beat him up. At about 5’8” 135lbs I have no idea why he’d pick on anyone! Most of my female friends and all of my guy friends could kick his ass.
I egged him on and got Pablo to be particularly mean to me. He called me a smurf that “last” time. I charged at him and he was a fish out of water. I kneed his stomach, kicked the outside of his knees made his nose bleed like a fountain and (of course) gave him a massive front kick in the balls. Sure, I got in trouble, but he never teased me again. Did I feel bad about it? Hell no! I was thrilled with what I did and would do it again in a heartbeat.
Q) What are your general thoughts about Ball-busting, Arey?
A) I’ve done some work, as you know Ken, in the Female-Domination/Dominatrix world so I am somewhat of an expert in this area. I am fascinated by ball-busting in particular and all-things-domme in general. I understand that ballbusting can be dangerous but I know all of the ins and outs of this art form. In a fetish sense I find it to be terrific fun. I love seeing a man that is driven down to the point where he’s not just defeated but he’s also defenseless. The amount of mental-torment that I can dish out is almost limitless. I know how to pinch, slap, tug and slap a man’s penis and testicles so I can get the desired result. It is possible to have a man incredibly aroused while he’s also terrified about what I might do to his most important and beloved body part. I love newbies and experienced victims. It’s so exciting when a man has never had his eggs scrambled and he knows that he’s seconds away from his hottest dream and worst nightmare. The vulnerable look on his face is always adorable. Whether it’s a man in his prime or an older guy, the conflicting looks on his face delight me.
I don’t think guys are weird for wanting to be ball-busted. We all have our kinks, right? The only time it can be a problem is if he wants to be hurt very, very badly or permanently. In general I think guys mostly love being controlled in the potentially most painful way. The terror seems to make guys feel alive! While I don’t get into props too much I am open-minded and I can understand the appeal of putting pad locks and other painful/controlling devices on a guy’s genitals. I knew one guy who liked wearing this flattening thing that basically made it like he has no male genital region at all. Just when I think I’ve heard it all one of my male admirers or a female friend will share something with me that I never imagined possible.
As far as self-defense it is one of the best potential game-changers. It isn’t always an available target but often times guys will fail to protect their crotch during a fight. I love it because a well-executed shot to a mans privates prevents them from chasing after me. Sure, I love seeing a guy on the ground in the fetal position crying like a little bitch but mostly I’d use it for practical reasons. God put the male sex organ right in the ideal place.
Q) What do your family and friends think of your interest in both combat and in the more risqué part of being a Dominant Woman.
A) My friends absolutely love it. They love the energy that I give off. I think it comes from my confidence and the fact that I have embraced my destiny as a dominant woman. As far as my family goes, the women don’t say much. I bet that they are, in part, feeling like it’s not feminine to be an Alpha. But I also think that part of them thinks it’s really cool and would love to be able to call the shots the way I do.
As far as the men are concerned, it varies. My dad is very proud of me and he thinks the fact that I can kick ass is awesome. My uncles on that side of the family are the same way. One of my cousins, however, made a rude remark to me a few years ago and I was forced to make him pay the price. I humiliated him with two judo tosses and then sat on his chest while holding him by the crotch. He had to either apologize to me or have his balls squeezed. I loved the energy of people watching and laughing at him. He has changed his behavior since that time. My mom has one sister and her husband also felt compelled to tell me that I have too much muscle. He added in that even with all my muscle I couldn’t defend myself unless I had a gun. I knew just how to push his buttons and I ended up wrestling with him. I worked Randolph into a horribly cruel reverse head-scissors and I had his face pressed right up against my ass. I also trash-talked him a lot! I told Randolph that it looks like he can’t defend himself from ME! I briefly allowed him to speak and he yelled out “she’s breaking my nose”. I laughed and pretended it was a news headline, “Woman breaks Uncles Nose After He Sasses Off Like a Bitch”. I can’t even describe how great it was to feel his face pressed up against my ass and to feel him trying anything to break free. I told Randolph that all he needed to do was to admit he was wrong and admit that I beat his ass. When he was slow to do that I cranked up the pressure until he finally tapped my thighs and wanted nothing more than freedom. I stood over the poor bastard and asked him if I looked short from THIS viewpoint. My aunt was a real bitch and told me to be a good sport. I told her that she didn’t find much of a man to marry. I also told both of them that they’re lucky I wasn’t in the ball-busting mood. Neither of them talk to me anymore which I really could care less about. Anyone that’s around me needs to know and respect the fact that I am an Alpha and I WILL be respected and possibly feared.
Q) Did the match I had with you go pretty much as expected? I would love to hear your thoughts on this!
A) Well, it was nice to meet you because you have always been so nice to me and generous, Ken. I was also totally excited about matching up with a man that’s fifteen-or-so years older than me and SO small! OMG, 5’6” and my weight (140-145) and with no MMA training at all, so I was psyched, Ken!
I would say that when you showed up you proved to be every bit as small as I imagined you’d be. You have thin legs and arms and very little overall muscular development compared to the guys I am used to ‘dealing’ with. We had an awesome talk when you arrived and I was really excited to wrestle with you for a few important reasons. First off, I was in a mood to dominate a dude! I was especially excited to dominate such a small dude that was already excited-as-hell to see me. Ken, you were drooling from the second I saw you. I like the dual-situation where a man is scared and excited at the very same time.
I remember that when you saw me in my micro-shorts and sports bra you tried not to do a pervert-reaction but I immediately pointed out the fact that I could see a little boner in your sweat-shorts. You looked handsome in that tight t-shirt as well. I offered you the opportunity to feel my muscles just as I was laughing at how small and vulnerable you looked. I loved comparing limbs with you, Ken! I just knew that you were going to take a beating. I also reminded myself that you were comparing me to other females that have kicked your ass. I certainly wanted to rate high up there!
As soon as I grabbed your head I could tell that you have little to no neck strength. I brought you in, bullied you into position and flipped your helpless ass on the ground. I remember pouncing and settling my big, sexy ass right on your face, Ken! I know that I started the verbal assault right then and there.
For the next hour-or-so you took one hell of a beating! Your little attempts at ‘manning-up” made me laugh but they also made me hurt you even more. Why would you think you could get out of ANY hold that I was putting you in? I won’t sit here and tell you that I can crush any man alive, but I can crush YOU Ken, and I was determined to do so. I read some of the descriptions of other women beating your sorry ass and I wanted to beat it worse than any of those women.
I will give you credit for being able to take a beating. That’s the one thing I can say that you are ‘tough and strong’ about. You lasted a long time in my face-sits and school-girl-pins. My ass fit perfectly on your defenseless little face and you kept me amused by constantly trying to push me off. I hate guys that have no spunk and at least you have plenty of spunk and gumption. But, Ken, you also have some ‘nerve and gall’. I had to view this from another perspective as well. I had to view you as a threat. As an older man trying to get the better of me. Trying to defeat me and gain control over me. If at any point I felt like taking mercy on you then I had to remind myself of the fact that you were trying to pin and subdue me.
My real icing on the cake was being able to emasculate you by lifting and carrying your weak, pathetic, defeated little body. The only real sign of life was that decent-sized bulge in your pants. Your cries of dizziness and the moans you made when I spanked your helpless ass crimson-red got me excited. I was beating a grown man THIS thoroughly!
Do you often think about how lucky you are, Ken? You got to spend time and feel the amazing power that I possess. And you left with your body in one piece. I didn’t neuter you and I didn’t break a single bone in your body. But Ken my dear, please never, ever flex your little arms or look in the mirror and feel like you are “in-charge”. After what I did to you, most of which I can’t repeat here, you and I both know that you will NEVER be in-charge for another moment in your life! No, I don’t literally have you on a leash, but your days of being a true man are over. I can’t imagine that you’d dare disagree with me.
From Ken;
Arey’s muscles, head to toe, are unbelievably sexy, strong and lethal. This amazing lady also clearly thirsts for power. She knew exactly how to take every drop of masculinity from my little body. I was intrigued by the fact that we are the same weight even though I am seven-plus inches taller than Arey. But once we began I could see that I was a totally inferior type of human. She was very dedicated to telling me when and how she could have broken the 200+ bones on my body. And there’s another part of me, not literally a bone, that she also could have broken. During much of our time together Arey told me that she was deciding whether to let me leave as a man or exit as a neuter. Whatever she decided was how it was going to be! Arey is the most lovely woman on this planet and the essence of her beauty and dominance will never leave me.
Q) What are men most drawn to about you?
A) Like you, Ken, most men stare at my thighs and ass. They would do anything to touch them or rub themselves all over them. Very, very few men ever get to touch me. Whatever they are drawn to generally remains a fantasy for them. But I will note that men do not like skinny blondes as much as they like curvy strong chicks. It’s a good thing I can beat the guys away from me.
Q) What do you think of men that flirt with you and of guys that are looking to marry a physically dominant woman?
A) They need to be clear about whether they want a girlfriend/wife with muscles or just a kick-ass-fooling-around experience with a strong woman. I can totally understand men wanting to be defeated and dominated. Or if they are super-big and strong I can understand them just wanted to enjoy the feeling of female muscle. But guys who are specifically looking for a physically dominant wife might have a screw or two loose. I don’t think you can base your decision on a serious romantic relationship on physical power. If a guy says (and many have) that they want a relationship with me because of my muscles and power, well, I think that’s a little misguided.
Updated March 3rd, 2019
5’5” 205lbs
Carrie
I wrestled in high school, freshman year with the guys and then they made a girls team which had six participants. Freshman year I was 11-3-1 after going 26-8-1 in junior high school. It certainly wasn’t a problem for me to go up against the boys! The issue for the guys was the fact that I am not an athlete and was always considered to be kind of nerdy. In other words, not only were they losing to a girl, they were losing to a nerdy girl.
When I attended college I saw that there was a wrestling club and since this was 2010, I assumed that men are women were both allowed in. I assumed that some women wanted to wrestle. Well, there were three of us and all three were first-timers. We were allowed to train but the guys were dismissive of us. After about six weeks they set-up an open mat time and we’d record results. I listed my weight, 197 at the time, and was set to go. The guys running this felt it was “appropriate” to have me go against a 142lb man.
This small man, Daryl, was about 5’5” 142, African-American and he looked like he had a big image of himself. For me, I didn’t really care who he was or about any details at all. I was ready to kick his ass. Daryl came at me with ALL he had. He was actually overly enthusiastic because I caught him and used his momentum to send him over my hip. I tried keeping control of him but he kept active and was back trying to head-lock me. Instead of locking my legs around his torso I made a 4 around his head with my killer-big legs. I made sure the sides of his neck were totally set, I grabbed my ankle, tightened my glutes and decided that it was torture time. I had done this to guys before and it always led to a long, painful ending. This time, however, it led to a quick finish. I was being tapped on the shoulder after just a little while because Daryl was unconscious. Seconds later he peed his shorts. Then he began waking up. My first match was an unusual victory.
I began beating bigger men and more skilled men. Every so often a guy would defeat me, but not usually. My low center of gravity, great knowledge of grappling and my freakish strength allowed me to crush most men in humiliating fashion. And I won’t pretend for one second that it was no big deal. It was a very big deal and a LOT of fun! I loved seeing the guys around campus and how they’d either hide from me or be extra-nice to me. I knew that the last thing they wanted was to be with their girlfriend and have me tell her about how I beat her boyfriend! And my signature finishing hold was a head-scissors once my thighs get around a man’s head or neck he’s a dead-man and he’s MY dead-man.
I had one man get mad at me after losing. He said that I may know how to wrestle, but he could still kick my ass. I confidently said “try it”. He came at me and tried to push me up against the wall. I sent him against the wall and ended up sitting on his chest. I bounced on his stomach knocking all of the wind clear out of him. He never gave me any trouble after that.
There was also a beautiful male bodybuilder who was about 5’6” 140lbs and NO body fat at all. I wrestled him and absolutely crushed the little, muscular guy. He got an erection and since this was an informal match I reached in, grabbed his cock and balls and twisted them like crazy. The more I hurt him the harder he got and stayed. He begged me for sex, but I ended up pulling his penis a bit too hard causing him to wet himself with cum. No sex.
I met a guy named Antonio and he was really turned on by my muscles and my power. He admitted to me that he’d like nothing more than to get his ass kicked and then to get raped by that same woman. He was a little bit off-beat, but I appreciated his honesty. Antonio introduced me to the world of online “Schmoedom” as he called it. It was like an underground or slightly different place on the web for terms like; Mixed Wrestling, Female Domination, Fem Dom, Intergender Wrestling, Dominant Women. There were also tie-ins to female bodybuilding, power-lifting and arm-wrestling.
Like many young people, I was struggling financially and in the Spring of 2013 to the Spring of 2014 I put my name in a few places with pictures and descriptions in hopes of having men pay for “wrestling sessions” with me. There would be no sex, so would men really pay to wrestle with a strong woman? What I was seeing online told me ‘yes’, but I had my concerns. Well, over the course of my thirteen months doing sessions I wrestled with eleven different men and had twenty-eight total sessions. And for the most part it was a real hoot!
Sessions with Alex:
Alex was one of the first guys to contact me to schedule a session. We exchanged a half-dozen emails and everything was on track. Alex was twenty-seven years old and about 5’3” 130lbs and a former high school wrestler.
I had Alex pegged as a small guy who was fighting dual concepts. On one hand, he wanted to be bigger or at least get the respect that a large man would get. On the other hand, he had a massive desire to get bitched around by strong women. Alex’s desires included being physically handled and being bossed around.
I got a really nice hotel room and gave Alex all of the specifics. I had also arranged a session two hours after the end of my scheduled time Alex. He texted just at the right time and I gave Alex my room number and told him to come up for our session.
When Alex walked in he looked nervous but he also looked just like his pictures which is always a relief. He told me that I look beautiful and strong. I didn’t feel that it was sincere. First off, I am not pretty and second of all, he couldn’t yet tell that I was strong. But I wasn’t upset or anything like that because I understood why Alex would be nervous. Scheduling a session to wrestle with a woman is nerve-racking, I get that. I figured that the sooner we got going the better. I told Alex to get himself changed and I would do the same.
I wore a sexy sports bra and matching black sports shorts. Men love my chest and my legs are my butt are far more appealing the less I am wearing. Alex had a white tank-top on and a pair of small short-shorts. Alex looked cute, but not really in a “wow I want him as my boyfriend” kind of way. He looked cute in a mini-man kind of way. NOW, Alex was sincerely praising me!
He said something like “Wow, Carrie, this is, wow, Carrie. Your shoulders are so strong. Your legs, oh my God. Oh my God”. I interrupted him and said “I am glad you are impressed. Now wipe the drool off your face, little man”.
Alex wanted to do semi-competitive wrestling, which is how most men want to start. Sometimes they want to go from there to muscle worship, domination or fantasy wrestling. Alex simply said that he wanted semi-competitive wrestling and then “boss me around”. I figured that I’d do what came naturally after defeating him.
We had a nice wrestling area and I figured that after defeating him I might keep him pinned on the bed. I had a sheet down in the wrestling area and it was great at preventing carpet burns. As soon as Alex and I began I knew that the nearly-100-pound weight advantage I had would certainly come in handy. Alex tried to knock me off balance but he couldn’t. I could feel some force on his part but I laughed and asked him if he was SURE that he was giving it his best. I looked at Alex and I could tell that he was doing everything he could to get me off-balance.
“Alex, I am going to give you another thirty or forty seconds here. Keep at it. Then I’m going to whip you to the ground and you’ll have a 220+ pound woman on top of you. And dear, I won’t get off of you until you are breathless, scared, flattened and entirely crushed. If I were you, small-man, I’d fight for my life these next thirty seconds………………..Oh, dear, Alex. Is this IT? Oh, you are in big, big trouble, cutie-pie. You are going to get flattened, son”.
I told Alex that he needed to brace himself and he did. I got my arms around his rib-cage, bent my knees, connected my fingers around him, lifted him and deposited Alex and his little ass right on the ground. I settled my hips over him, sat on his stomach and smiled down at my hard, erect male opponent. True to my word I put a grapevine hold on Alex. He is SO small that I could wrap my legs so easily and firmly around his. I then sent a few thrusts into his mid-section. Next it was the heaven-hell experience of my breast smother. Sure, he got my pair of DDD’s in his face, but he also couldn’t breathe. I raised/stretched his arms over his head and I had my man motionless and crushed.
I then put my 30+-inch thighs around his left leg and squeezed. He tapped. I repeated this with his right leg but for the first time I mentioned his hard penis; “Oh, Alex, I see you have at least one hard muscle. Don’t worry, dear, I won’t damage your best buddy. Well, I won’t damage it as long as you do as I say and are a good little boy”.
I stayed on top of Alex but I had to spread my weight out. I sat on his torso and he began to tell me how sexy I am. Seeing his face and feeling how erect he was excited me. I had complete, total control of this pint-sized-fella. He was genuinely shocked at how easily I beat his ass. During our correspondence I could tell that he wasn’t totally sold on the fact that I could legitimately kick his ass. Well, he was a true-believer now. He had wondered about my training and he’d always remind me that he had wrestled in high school. This was a good time to tease him about that; “Dude, Alex, do you have a letterman’s jacket? If you do you should bring it to me next time and formally present it to me. Maybe then we should send some pictures to your coach and ask him why he never taught you to defeat a woman”.
I immediately ordered Alex to crawl to me and kiss my feet. As soon as he did that I ordered him to suck both of my big toes. I then grabbed the little boy by the back of his neck, brought him to his feet and lifted him over my left shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes. I pulled his shorts and undies down just enough before spanking his bare ass a dozen times. Some of these strikes obviously hurt which pleased me greatly. I then put him over my other shoulder and gave him another dozen spanks. When I threw Alex on the ground he was wide-eyed and still fully erect. I face-sat Alex and ordered him around for a while before suggesting that we arm-wrestle. I wanted to prove to him that I am stronger in EVERY way. Sure enough Alex’s little arm couldn’t hold up. I beat him right and left handed. After defeating him I kissed the guy on the cheek and told him that I genuinely feel bad for him. He really is a helpless weenie.
I ended up having three sessions with Alex and we formed a genuine friendship that has lasted to this day. While he is very typical of a session guy, they usually aren’t quite as much fun as Alex. While there was some role-playing and acting, overall I was just being “me”…just a little different part of me.
Sessions with Ronnie:
Ronnie is a 5’11” 175lb African American business-owner. He is in his forties, married and has children. He also carried this desire to wrestle a woman with him. Ronnie had wrestled four women before meeting me. He said that he gave into the temptation about every five years. He enjoyed facing these bigger bodybuilder-type women but was super-excited to face a big, strong, capable lady like me who is not a bodybuilder.
In a sense, it was nice to set-up an appointment with a ‘session veteran’. He knew what he wanted and he knew how things worked. Ronnie was less nervous than Alex and was very matter-of-fact until he saw me in my bikini. Can you imagine a 5’5” 220lb woman who barely has a belly? It’s a LOT of muscle and that fact was not lost on Ronnie. He looked tall, skinny and ready to get his ass kicked. Ronnie had stressed that he wanted a very physical match-up with me and he wanted me to really break his ass! Well, he gave it all he had which was remarkably little. Here was yet another untrained man that is a genuine pussy. I literally threw him around and beat the hell out of Ronnie for over an hour. He wanted to be laughed at and verbally eviscerated and he got his wish.
Ronnie was also the first man that wanted to be “ball-busted”. His dick looked enormous throughout the match and somehow, fortunately, I knew exactly how hard to ‘flick’ his balls and his penis. Ronnie went down with the small kicks but insisted (once he could talk) that he liked it. After those few small kicks I wanted to see how he’d handle having his testicles squeezed, twisted, pulled, slapped and pinched. I have never seen a man so tortured and happy at the same time. What an interesting psychological situation this was!
5’5” 205lbs
Carrie
I wrestled in high school, freshman year with the guys and then they made a girls team which had six participants. Freshman year I was 11-3-1 after going 26-8-1 in junior high school. It certainly wasn’t a problem for me to go up against the boys! The issue for the guys was the fact that I am not an athlete and was always considered to be kind of nerdy. In other words, not only were they losing to a girl, they were losing to a nerdy girl.
When I attended college I saw that there was a wrestling club and since this was 2010, I assumed that men are women were both allowed in. I assumed that some women wanted to wrestle. Well, there were three of us and all three were first-timers. We were allowed to train but the guys were dismissive of us. After about six weeks they set-up an open mat time and we’d record results. I listed my weight, 197 at the time, and was set to go. The guys running this felt it was “appropriate” to have me go against a 142lb man.
This small man, Daryl, was about 5’5” 142, African-American and he looked like he had a big image of himself. For me, I didn’t really care who he was or about any details at all. I was ready to kick his ass. Daryl came at me with ALL he had. He was actually overly enthusiastic because I caught him and used his momentum to send him over my hip. I tried keeping control of him but he kept active and was back trying to head-lock me. Instead of locking my legs around his torso I made a 4 around his head with my killer-big legs. I made sure the sides of his neck were totally set, I grabbed my ankle, tightened my glutes and decided that it was torture time. I had done this to guys before and it always led to a long, painful ending. This time, however, it led to a quick finish. I was being tapped on the shoulder after just a little while because Daryl was unconscious. Seconds later he peed his shorts. Then he began waking up. My first match was an unusual victory.
I began beating bigger men and more skilled men. Every so often a guy would defeat me, but not usually. My low center of gravity, great knowledge of grappling and my freakish strength allowed me to crush most men in humiliating fashion. And I won’t pretend for one second that it was no big deal. It was a very big deal and a LOT of fun! I loved seeing the guys around campus and how they’d either hide from me or be extra-nice to me. I knew that the last thing they wanted was to be with their girlfriend and have me tell her about how I beat her boyfriend! And my signature finishing hold was a head-scissors once my thighs get around a man’s head or neck he’s a dead-man and he’s MY dead-man.
I had one man get mad at me after losing. He said that I may know how to wrestle, but he could still kick my ass. I confidently said “try it”. He came at me and tried to push me up against the wall. I sent him against the wall and ended up sitting on his chest. I bounced on his stomach knocking all of the wind clear out of him. He never gave me any trouble after that.
There was also a beautiful male bodybuilder who was about 5’6” 140lbs and NO body fat at all. I wrestled him and absolutely crushed the little, muscular guy. He got an erection and since this was an informal match I reached in, grabbed his cock and balls and twisted them like crazy. The more I hurt him the harder he got and stayed. He begged me for sex, but I ended up pulling his penis a bit too hard causing him to wet himself with cum. No sex.
I met a guy named Antonio and he was really turned on by my muscles and my power. He admitted to me that he’d like nothing more than to get his ass kicked and then to get raped by that same woman. He was a little bit off-beat, but I appreciated his honesty. Antonio introduced me to the world of online “Schmoedom” as he called it. It was like an underground or slightly different place on the web for terms like; Mixed Wrestling, Female Domination, Fem Dom, Intergender Wrestling, Dominant Women. There were also tie-ins to female bodybuilding, power-lifting and arm-wrestling.
Like many young people, I was struggling financially and in the Spring of 2013 to the Spring of 2014 I put my name in a few places with pictures and descriptions in hopes of having men pay for “wrestling sessions” with me. There would be no sex, so would men really pay to wrestle with a strong woman? What I was seeing online told me ‘yes’, but I had my concerns. Well, over the course of my thirteen months doing sessions I wrestled with eleven different men and had twenty-eight total sessions. And for the most part it was a real hoot!
Sessions with Alex:
Alex was one of the first guys to contact me to schedule a session. We exchanged a half-dozen emails and everything was on track. Alex was twenty-seven years old and about 5’3” 130lbs and a former high school wrestler.
I had Alex pegged as a small guy who was fighting dual concepts. On one hand, he wanted to be bigger or at least get the respect that a large man would get. On the other hand, he had a massive desire to get bitched around by strong women. Alex’s desires included being physically handled and being bossed around.
I got a really nice hotel room and gave Alex all of the specifics. I had also arranged a session two hours after the end of my scheduled time Alex. He texted just at the right time and I gave Alex my room number and told him to come up for our session.
When Alex walked in he looked nervous but he also looked just like his pictures which is always a relief. He told me that I look beautiful and strong. I didn’t feel that it was sincere. First off, I am not pretty and second of all, he couldn’t yet tell that I was strong. But I wasn’t upset or anything like that because I understood why Alex would be nervous. Scheduling a session to wrestle with a woman is nerve-racking, I get that. I figured that the sooner we got going the better. I told Alex to get himself changed and I would do the same.
I wore a sexy sports bra and matching black sports shorts. Men love my chest and my legs are my butt are far more appealing the less I am wearing. Alex had a white tank-top on and a pair of small short-shorts. Alex looked cute, but not really in a “wow I want him as my boyfriend” kind of way. He looked cute in a mini-man kind of way. NOW, Alex was sincerely praising me!
He said something like “Wow, Carrie, this is, wow, Carrie. Your shoulders are so strong. Your legs, oh my God. Oh my God”. I interrupted him and said “I am glad you are impressed. Now wipe the drool off your face, little man”.
Alex wanted to do semi-competitive wrestling, which is how most men want to start. Sometimes they want to go from there to muscle worship, domination or fantasy wrestling. Alex simply said that he wanted semi-competitive wrestling and then “boss me around”. I figured that I’d do what came naturally after defeating him.
We had a nice wrestling area and I figured that after defeating him I might keep him pinned on the bed. I had a sheet down in the wrestling area and it was great at preventing carpet burns. As soon as Alex and I began I knew that the nearly-100-pound weight advantage I had would certainly come in handy. Alex tried to knock me off balance but he couldn’t. I could feel some force on his part but I laughed and asked him if he was SURE that he was giving it his best. I looked at Alex and I could tell that he was doing everything he could to get me off-balance.
“Alex, I am going to give you another thirty or forty seconds here. Keep at it. Then I’m going to whip you to the ground and you’ll have a 220+ pound woman on top of you. And dear, I won’t get off of you until you are breathless, scared, flattened and entirely crushed. If I were you, small-man, I’d fight for my life these next thirty seconds………………..Oh, dear, Alex. Is this IT? Oh, you are in big, big trouble, cutie-pie. You are going to get flattened, son”.
I told Alex that he needed to brace himself and he did. I got my arms around his rib-cage, bent my knees, connected my fingers around him, lifted him and deposited Alex and his little ass right on the ground. I settled my hips over him, sat on his stomach and smiled down at my hard, erect male opponent. True to my word I put a grapevine hold on Alex. He is SO small that I could wrap my legs so easily and firmly around his. I then sent a few thrusts into his mid-section. Next it was the heaven-hell experience of my breast smother. Sure, he got my pair of DDD’s in his face, but he also couldn’t breathe. I raised/stretched his arms over his head and I had my man motionless and crushed.
I then put my 30+-inch thighs around his left leg and squeezed. He tapped. I repeated this with his right leg but for the first time I mentioned his hard penis; “Oh, Alex, I see you have at least one hard muscle. Don’t worry, dear, I won’t damage your best buddy. Well, I won’t damage it as long as you do as I say and are a good little boy”.
I stayed on top of Alex but I had to spread my weight out. I sat on his torso and he began to tell me how sexy I am. Seeing his face and feeling how erect he was excited me. I had complete, total control of this pint-sized-fella. He was genuinely shocked at how easily I beat his ass. During our correspondence I could tell that he wasn’t totally sold on the fact that I could legitimately kick his ass. Well, he was a true-believer now. He had wondered about my training and he’d always remind me that he had wrestled in high school. This was a good time to tease him about that; “Dude, Alex, do you have a letterman’s jacket? If you do you should bring it to me next time and formally present it to me. Maybe then we should send some pictures to your coach and ask him why he never taught you to defeat a woman”.
I immediately ordered Alex to crawl to me and kiss my feet. As soon as he did that I ordered him to suck both of my big toes. I then grabbed the little boy by the back of his neck, brought him to his feet and lifted him over my left shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes. I pulled his shorts and undies down just enough before spanking his bare ass a dozen times. Some of these strikes obviously hurt which pleased me greatly. I then put him over my other shoulder and gave him another dozen spanks. When I threw Alex on the ground he was wide-eyed and still fully erect. I face-sat Alex and ordered him around for a while before suggesting that we arm-wrestle. I wanted to prove to him that I am stronger in EVERY way. Sure enough Alex’s little arm couldn’t hold up. I beat him right and left handed. After defeating him I kissed the guy on the cheek and told him that I genuinely feel bad for him. He really is a helpless weenie.
I ended up having three sessions with Alex and we formed a genuine friendship that has lasted to this day. While he is very typical of a session guy, they usually aren’t quite as much fun as Alex. While there was some role-playing and acting, overall I was just being “me”…just a little different part of me.
Sessions with Ronnie:
Ronnie is a 5’11” 175lb African American business-owner. He is in his forties, married and has children. He also carried this desire to wrestle a woman with him. Ronnie had wrestled four women before meeting me. He said that he gave into the temptation about every five years. He enjoyed facing these bigger bodybuilder-type women but was super-excited to face a big, strong, capable lady like me who is not a bodybuilder.
In a sense, it was nice to set-up an appointment with a ‘session veteran’. He knew what he wanted and he knew how things worked. Ronnie was less nervous than Alex and was very matter-of-fact until he saw me in my bikini. Can you imagine a 5’5” 220lb woman who barely has a belly? It’s a LOT of muscle and that fact was not lost on Ronnie. He looked tall, skinny and ready to get his ass kicked. Ronnie had stressed that he wanted a very physical match-up with me and he wanted me to really break his ass! Well, he gave it all he had which was remarkably little. Here was yet another untrained man that is a genuine pussy. I literally threw him around and beat the hell out of Ronnie for over an hour. He wanted to be laughed at and verbally eviscerated and he got his wish.
Ronnie was also the first man that wanted to be “ball-busted”. His dick looked enormous throughout the match and somehow, fortunately, I knew exactly how hard to ‘flick’ his balls and his penis. Ronnie went down with the small kicks but insisted (once he could talk) that he liked it. After those few small kicks I wanted to see how he’d handle having his testicles squeezed, twisted, pulled, slapped and pinched. I have never seen a man so tortured and happy at the same time. What an interesting psychological situation this was!
Updated 2/19/2019
At 5’10” 176lbs, Yelena is a yoga, pilates, spin and martial arts enthusiast.
My interest in Female Domination has its roots in my love for working out and in my feminism. Ken, when you asked me if I had any “letters” I had to search a bit but I have one and I will allow you to use and share it. This was a thread from me and my husband. It is now nine years old.
Alan, after fourteen years of marriage, we were at a good point to try this and figure things out. It’s maybe good that you are away on business and can reflect on what happened. Since this celebrates my full decade as a martial artist, I knew that the time was right to do the ultimate…1-on-1 wrestling between husband and wife. I know that since you are an inch shorter than me and about fifteen pounds lighter it isn’t the usual male-female dynamic on the mats. You were also a good sport to try since I am the one with the training and background. But nonetheless, men always feel that they have a natural inclination to wrestle and do other ‘tough’ things like that. You faced a challenge with my fitness, feminism and ferocity but I know you had hope.
Things got off to a rougher start then I thought. I know that you didn’t want me to flip you but your insistence on staying grounded left your head open. Were you aware that my arms are strong enough to totally incapacitate you with a basic head-lock. I almost felt bad for you because once I applied the head-lock my feet didn’t move and neither did yours. I just squeezed until you tapped out. I could tell from your face that you had been devastated in a physical sense.
I gave you the extra break time so you’d be able to come back with a masculine roar. This time, however, you took that trip that no man wants to take over his wife’s hip and on to the mat. I never take victory for granted which is why I immediately wrapped my long pythons around you. If you remember correctly (and I know you were under some serious duress) I never let go. I just went from one scissor lock to the next to the next to the next. I will never forget the feeling of standing up and seeing you stripped, erect and void of all masculine power (except that erection, that was very masculine). I had used my feminine body and mind to leave you 100% to waste. It’s a good thing I am powerful enough to carry you off to bed as I did.
However you feel today is understandable. I assume that you are still turned on thinking about it but your ego must be entirely devastated. As for me, I will not be able to wipe the smile off my face for a long, long time.
Reply From Alan back to Yelena:
Yelena, love of my life, I wasn’t sure what to expect but I didn’t expect to lose in that fashion. That one simple looking head-lock was both inescapable and it drained me of everything. I was nearing the point where I would have blacked out. I didn’t know that your arms are that powerful. I did everything I could but I couldn’t move you or do anything to relieve the pressure. I knew I needed to avoid getting trapped in that hold again because I wouldn’t last nearly that long the next time. I did avoid it but I didn’t know what you were doing when you went for my waist. The next thing I remember I was being thrown over your hip and landed basically with your legs around me. The next ten to fifteen minutes will forever be etched into my mind. I must have tapped out a dozen times and by the time you told me that you were having your lady-fun-time I figured that you were already toying with me. As you teased me and made fun of me I tried thinking of any escape. But you kept telling me about how funny it is to watch my masculinity pack-up and leave me. Then you removed my clothes until I was buck-naked. By the time you told me that I am your helpless bitch I was already well-aware of that fact. When you stood over me I wondered if you’d punish me for having an erection. You were showing your feminist side and even though I have always done as you’ve wanted, I was wondering if you planned to snap my penis or step on my testicles. That’s when I began praising you and promising to be a 24/7 servant. Then you laughed and said that I have always been a 24/7 servant. I wanted to offer you something but I had nothing to offer, especially not masculinity.
From Yelena back to Alan
That’s interesting. I was wondering what you were thinking. I will be honest Alan, I expected more competition. Thinking back on it now, I was wrong to expect that. Indeed I was toying with you but no, I never considered snapping your penis lol! I plan to keep using that tool for many years to come. While you have always been submissive to me, I was glad to see you step that up with no problem. Handing me your chest hairs and smooching my back-side must have been quite emasculating. Being spanked was also probably an experience that you didn’t expect to have. While some men find this arousing in a humiliating way, I know that it was a little rough for you this time. Your rear-end is cute and to be able to settle in and smack my husband’s butt was so much fun that perhaps I got a bit carried away. It will heal. All of your owies will heal, dear.
I do think we should talk about the sexual arousal that occurred throughout. I was glad to see it even though I know you were humiliated by your own never-softening-boner. When you are getting very clearly defeated by your wife you would expect several emotions to take over. Getting a big erection isn’t one of them. Maybe fear or humiliation, but a full boner? Well, it actually isn’t that surprising. You have always gone ape-shit crazy for me and we were in close-contact. Plus I believe that you have always been ready to be my full-Slave. And once it began happening that’s how you reacted. Then the more I tugged at it and squeezed your balls the more humiliated and excited you got. I loved carrying you off to bed because I knew that I had full control of you. You have always given me oral enthusiastically and that will continue but probably more often and for a longer duration.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you really deserved sex. You tried your best but your wrestling was pathetic. Sure, you worshipped me well, but not sure that you really deserved sex. But when I looked at you, Alan, I could see that as lucky of a man as you are, I also felt sorry for you. You are the height of an emasculated husband. I decided to allow you to get your needs met just as long as you wiggled the worm for MY satisfaction. You did well and you are a good little man. I know that this behavior will continue.
The Update from Yelena……Now…23 years of marriage, 9 years after the first match.
Alan and I wrestle about every nine months, sometimes once a year. Since the time of our first match I have continued working out and improving my skills. Alan has been undergoing training but only as my Slave. During the first fourteen years of our marriage he was a sweet, caring husband who let me call the shots. Now he is my fully subservient Bitch-Husband. Keep in mind that it’s still a husband-wife relationship.
For one thing, our first child was eleven when we wrestled and our second (both boys) was nine. Now they are twenty and eighteen. When they were very young it would have been tough to do much of this FemDom. By the time it began they were old enough to be out of the house more so we could enjoy our activities. Now that they are both in college I can make use of my Bitch-Husband more regularly.
Alan tries his very best when we wrestle and he is given a treat for any bit of resistance he can offer up. I always vary my moves and finishing holds, but I always end the Domination with face-sitting. Having his face buried deep is wonderful and allows me to grind on him. He is always very thankful for the honor. He can handle more spankings now but I can’t scissor him as hard as I used to. He simply can’t handle it. I need to respect the fact that he is just a man and can’t take much. He’s also getting to be an old man!
As far as our sons, they don’t know that I Fem-Dom their father, but if they find out it won’t be a big deal and frankly it won’t be much of a surprise either. They do know that we wrestle and I win. Our sons are 6’0”-6’1” and 165-175. I can and have beaten both of them at arm wrestling. I could beat them at wrestling as well but haven’t/won’t. Young males that age don’t need the experience of getting their tail whipped by their own mother. I wouldn’t mind beating men their age, but I don’t want to rob these two of their pride and of their confidence. Losing to me at arm wrestling gives them enough of a taste and I have only done that when they’ve asked to try it.
Q) Do you think that ball-busting is a necessary or good part of FemDom? What are your thoughts on Ball-busting?
A) I think that some form of humiliation involving a man’s crotch is necessary. My husband is terrified of having his testicles hurt so I won’t ever hurt him there. I just play around a little bit. If he were a disobedient or sassy husband then I would have no problem using his balls to get him in line. My life situation just doesn’t call for it. If a woman needs to use ball-busting to get compliance then by all means she should kick, knee, slap or squeeze her way to happiness. I kicked one man in the balls in martial arts on accident and he was not in good shape afterwards. There is a big difference between a regular girl kicking a man in the nuts and a female martial artist scrambling a man’s eggs. It’s a serious activity and tool that should be done with careful planning and concern.
Q) Your legs look absolutely amazing. Does their amazing length help with your scissor locks?
A) Absolutely. I know some supremely powerful females who can’t body-scissor a man because their legs are too short. It helps to have long legs. I have been told that being trapped and squeezed by my legs is a fate worse than death. I have all of the power, skill and deviousness to make someone’s life a living hell by using my scissor-locks.
ver seen a defeated opponent?
A) Everyone at school knew that I wrestled. So one guy set it up for me to wrestle his friend in gym class. This guy was my weight and on the wrestling team. To me it really wasn’t a big deal. Well, this guy had a real ability to avoid getting pinned, which is a good thing for him, except it meant that he had to take a solid ten-minute ass-kicking from me before I finally locked in a cradle and pinned him. It was a good experience, a decent match although I dominated wire-to-wire and I guess I expected him to just be embarrassed but still cope with it without a ton of drama. Well, He began FULL, all-out crying. His eyes and face filled with tears. He sat in the gym teacher’s office for the last 2 hours of school. I seriously think I damaged him for a long, long time and I never really intended to at all. I think a huge number of factors played into it. He wasn’t very well-adjusted apparently and losing to me as he did really shook him. I laugh about it a bit now, but overall I can’t say that it was a good experience. It did teach me how different men can be from one another. Some guys would love to be in his shoes. It’s hard to figure people out. I guess I just keep in mind that it’s tough to generalize and we are all individuals.
Q) Was there ever a time when you worried that you went too far during/after a match or in domination?
A) Well, I am more attracted to men than women, but I like both. I wrestled with my friend Janie and her boyfriend Max. First I kicked Janie’s hot ass, then Max’s. It was all super, super sexy! Then we had a smokin’ threesome. I was really buzzing off of the fun of it for the next few days. Then less than a week later they broke up! I was freaking out, was it the wrestling and threesome that set something off? I FREAKED out about it and couldn’t reach them for two days! When I finally did I found out that he needed to move to the South and she didn’t want to go. Well, he then decided not to go and to find a new job. They are now married and had their first child. Whenever I see them we have a very, very good time. I always greet them by calling them my two babies and asking them which one needs a spanking first! I do think that doing threesomes and involvement with husband/wife both can be dangerous. I doubt I’d do that kind of thing ever again even though I truly treasure our relationship.
Q) What do you think of guys with a muscle-worship or femdom fetish?
A) The ones I know are hilarious. They’re F---ing pets. These guys, age twenty to sixty-eight, want to basically be my slaves. And for me, why not? I make it clear that it’s not dating, it’s Goddess-Slave, but they get serious joy out of doing anything and everything for me. Whether it’s changing my windows out (screens) or scrubbing my bath tub, these guys live for it. They are also super complimentary. Just seeing my ass in tight jeans or seeing me flex a bicep gets them all hot and bothered. I felt sympathetic for one Slave last year and asked him what he wanted, with-in reason, for his birthday. He wanted me to flex and pose in lingerie as he looked at me and pleased himself. He told me it was the sexiest thing he has experienced other than getting his ass kicked by me. Another guy tells me that he LIVES to be kicked/smacked in the balls by me. It’s his greatest joy. I have done it three times and he rolls around, grabs himself, cries and then a half-hour later tells me how awesome it was! And the thing is, he’s a totally normal, professional guy. I am sure that some of these guys are freaky or creepy, but the ones I know are absolutely precious people.
I have a male friend that I adore and he told me once that he wanted to be kicked in the balls. He was drunk and I’m sure that while her really did want to get kicked in the balls he wished later that he would have kept that to himself. The reason is that it’s a little off-beat to want to be kicked in the balls. I wasn’t going to kick him there or even mention again, but he did.
The look on Greg’s face seemed to indicate that he expected a stressful conversation about getting kicked in the balls. Ultimately I know he wanted me to give his nuts a little kick. I surprised Greg because as soon as he started talking about it I said “sure, I’ll kick you in the balls”. I faced Greg and gave him a kick with about 1/3rd of my strength. He slumped to the ground and did the full routine. He held himself, rolled around, moaned and stayed down for a good fifteen minutes. Yikes, just imagine what would happen if I gave him a full kick to the balls!
I didn’t feel the least bit bad for Greg but I did see this as an opportunity to get up close and personal with a pair of damaged balls. I thought that would be fun. I told Greg that I was going to nurse his balls back to health. He was quite happy with that arrangement. Well, the guy has a howitzer in his pants! I gently rubbed his sore crotch and was nice enough to rub the underside of his penis, hoping for his release. Unfortunately Greg was unable to perform for four days. Live and learn. He developed quite a crush on me, but I never felt the same way about him that he felt about me.
At 5’10” 176lbs, Yelena is a yoga, pilates, spin and martial arts enthusiast.
My interest in Female Domination has its roots in my love for working out and in my feminism. Ken, when you asked me if I had any “letters” I had to search a bit but I have one and I will allow you to use and share it. This was a thread from me and my husband. It is now nine years old.
Alan, after fourteen years of marriage, we were at a good point to try this and figure things out. It’s maybe good that you are away on business and can reflect on what happened. Since this celebrates my full decade as a martial artist, I knew that the time was right to do the ultimate…1-on-1 wrestling between husband and wife. I know that since you are an inch shorter than me and about fifteen pounds lighter it isn’t the usual male-female dynamic on the mats. You were also a good sport to try since I am the one with the training and background. But nonetheless, men always feel that they have a natural inclination to wrestle and do other ‘tough’ things like that. You faced a challenge with my fitness, feminism and ferocity but I know you had hope.
Things got off to a rougher start then I thought. I know that you didn’t want me to flip you but your insistence on staying grounded left your head open. Were you aware that my arms are strong enough to totally incapacitate you with a basic head-lock. I almost felt bad for you because once I applied the head-lock my feet didn’t move and neither did yours. I just squeezed until you tapped out. I could tell from your face that you had been devastated in a physical sense.
I gave you the extra break time so you’d be able to come back with a masculine roar. This time, however, you took that trip that no man wants to take over his wife’s hip and on to the mat. I never take victory for granted which is why I immediately wrapped my long pythons around you. If you remember correctly (and I know you were under some serious duress) I never let go. I just went from one scissor lock to the next to the next to the next. I will never forget the feeling of standing up and seeing you stripped, erect and void of all masculine power (except that erection, that was very masculine). I had used my feminine body and mind to leave you 100% to waste. It’s a good thing I am powerful enough to carry you off to bed as I did.
However you feel today is understandable. I assume that you are still turned on thinking about it but your ego must be entirely devastated. As for me, I will not be able to wipe the smile off my face for a long, long time.
Reply From Alan back to Yelena:
Yelena, love of my life, I wasn’t sure what to expect but I didn’t expect to lose in that fashion. That one simple looking head-lock was both inescapable and it drained me of everything. I was nearing the point where I would have blacked out. I didn’t know that your arms are that powerful. I did everything I could but I couldn’t move you or do anything to relieve the pressure. I knew I needed to avoid getting trapped in that hold again because I wouldn’t last nearly that long the next time. I did avoid it but I didn’t know what you were doing when you went for my waist. The next thing I remember I was being thrown over your hip and landed basically with your legs around me. The next ten to fifteen minutes will forever be etched into my mind. I must have tapped out a dozen times and by the time you told me that you were having your lady-fun-time I figured that you were already toying with me. As you teased me and made fun of me I tried thinking of any escape. But you kept telling me about how funny it is to watch my masculinity pack-up and leave me. Then you removed my clothes until I was buck-naked. By the time you told me that I am your helpless bitch I was already well-aware of that fact. When you stood over me I wondered if you’d punish me for having an erection. You were showing your feminist side and even though I have always done as you’ve wanted, I was wondering if you planned to snap my penis or step on my testicles. That’s when I began praising you and promising to be a 24/7 servant. Then you laughed and said that I have always been a 24/7 servant. I wanted to offer you something but I had nothing to offer, especially not masculinity.
From Yelena back to Alan
That’s interesting. I was wondering what you were thinking. I will be honest Alan, I expected more competition. Thinking back on it now, I was wrong to expect that. Indeed I was toying with you but no, I never considered snapping your penis lol! I plan to keep using that tool for many years to come. While you have always been submissive to me, I was glad to see you step that up with no problem. Handing me your chest hairs and smooching my back-side must have been quite emasculating. Being spanked was also probably an experience that you didn’t expect to have. While some men find this arousing in a humiliating way, I know that it was a little rough for you this time. Your rear-end is cute and to be able to settle in and smack my husband’s butt was so much fun that perhaps I got a bit carried away. It will heal. All of your owies will heal, dear.
I do think we should talk about the sexual arousal that occurred throughout. I was glad to see it even though I know you were humiliated by your own never-softening-boner. When you are getting very clearly defeated by your wife you would expect several emotions to take over. Getting a big erection isn’t one of them. Maybe fear or humiliation, but a full boner? Well, it actually isn’t that surprising. You have always gone ape-shit crazy for me and we were in close-contact. Plus I believe that you have always been ready to be my full-Slave. And once it began happening that’s how you reacted. Then the more I tugged at it and squeezed your balls the more humiliated and excited you got. I loved carrying you off to bed because I knew that I had full control of you. You have always given me oral enthusiastically and that will continue but probably more often and for a longer duration.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure if you really deserved sex. You tried your best but your wrestling was pathetic. Sure, you worshipped me well, but not sure that you really deserved sex. But when I looked at you, Alan, I could see that as lucky of a man as you are, I also felt sorry for you. You are the height of an emasculated husband. I decided to allow you to get your needs met just as long as you wiggled the worm for MY satisfaction. You did well and you are a good little man. I know that this behavior will continue.
The Update from Yelena……Now…23 years of marriage, 9 years after the first match.
Alan and I wrestle about every nine months, sometimes once a year. Since the time of our first match I have continued working out and improving my skills. Alan has been undergoing training but only as my Slave. During the first fourteen years of our marriage he was a sweet, caring husband who let me call the shots. Now he is my fully subservient Bitch-Husband. Keep in mind that it’s still a husband-wife relationship.
For one thing, our first child was eleven when we wrestled and our second (both boys) was nine. Now they are twenty and eighteen. When they were very young it would have been tough to do much of this FemDom. By the time it began they were old enough to be out of the house more so we could enjoy our activities. Now that they are both in college I can make use of my Bitch-Husband more regularly.
Alan tries his very best when we wrestle and he is given a treat for any bit of resistance he can offer up. I always vary my moves and finishing holds, but I always end the Domination with face-sitting. Having his face buried deep is wonderful and allows me to grind on him. He is always very thankful for the honor. He can handle more spankings now but I can’t scissor him as hard as I used to. He simply can’t handle it. I need to respect the fact that he is just a man and can’t take much. He’s also getting to be an old man!
As far as our sons, they don’t know that I Fem-Dom their father, but if they find out it won’t be a big deal and frankly it won’t be much of a surprise either. They do know that we wrestle and I win. Our sons are 6’0”-6’1” and 165-175. I can and have beaten both of them at arm wrestling. I could beat them at wrestling as well but haven’t/won’t. Young males that age don’t need the experience of getting their tail whipped by their own mother. I wouldn’t mind beating men their age, but I don’t want to rob these two of their pride and of their confidence. Losing to me at arm wrestling gives them enough of a taste and I have only done that when they’ve asked to try it.
Q) Do you think that ball-busting is a necessary or good part of FemDom? What are your thoughts on Ball-busting?
A) I think that some form of humiliation involving a man’s crotch is necessary. My husband is terrified of having his testicles hurt so I won’t ever hurt him there. I just play around a little bit. If he were a disobedient or sassy husband then I would have no problem using his balls to get him in line. My life situation just doesn’t call for it. If a woman needs to use ball-busting to get compliance then by all means she should kick, knee, slap or squeeze her way to happiness. I kicked one man in the balls in martial arts on accident and he was not in good shape afterwards. There is a big difference between a regular girl kicking a man in the nuts and a female martial artist scrambling a man’s eggs. It’s a serious activity and tool that should be done with careful planning and concern.
Q) Your legs look absolutely amazing. Does their amazing length help with your scissor locks?
A) Absolutely. I know some supremely powerful females who can’t body-scissor a man because their legs are too short. It helps to have long legs. I have been told that being trapped and squeezed by my legs is a fate worse than death. I have all of the power, skill and deviousness to make someone’s life a living hell by using my scissor-locks.
ver seen a defeated opponent?
A) Everyone at school knew that I wrestled. So one guy set it up for me to wrestle his friend in gym class. This guy was my weight and on the wrestling team. To me it really wasn’t a big deal. Well, this guy had a real ability to avoid getting pinned, which is a good thing for him, except it meant that he had to take a solid ten-minute ass-kicking from me before I finally locked in a cradle and pinned him. It was a good experience, a decent match although I dominated wire-to-wire and I guess I expected him to just be embarrassed but still cope with it without a ton of drama. Well, He began FULL, all-out crying. His eyes and face filled with tears. He sat in the gym teacher’s office for the last 2 hours of school. I seriously think I damaged him for a long, long time and I never really intended to at all. I think a huge number of factors played into it. He wasn’t very well-adjusted apparently and losing to me as he did really shook him. I laugh about it a bit now, but overall I can’t say that it was a good experience. It did teach me how different men can be from one another. Some guys would love to be in his shoes. It’s hard to figure people out. I guess I just keep in mind that it’s tough to generalize and we are all individuals.
Q) Was there ever a time when you worried that you went too far during/after a match or in domination?
A) Well, I am more attracted to men than women, but I like both. I wrestled with my friend Janie and her boyfriend Max. First I kicked Janie’s hot ass, then Max’s. It was all super, super sexy! Then we had a smokin’ threesome. I was really buzzing off of the fun of it for the next few days. Then less than a week later they broke up! I was freaking out, was it the wrestling and threesome that set something off? I FREAKED out about it and couldn’t reach them for two days! When I finally did I found out that he needed to move to the South and she didn’t want to go. Well, he then decided not to go and to find a new job. They are now married and had their first child. Whenever I see them we have a very, very good time. I always greet them by calling them my two babies and asking them which one needs a spanking first! I do think that doing threesomes and involvement with husband/wife both can be dangerous. I doubt I’d do that kind of thing ever again even though I truly treasure our relationship.
Q) What do you think of guys with a muscle-worship or femdom fetish?
A) The ones I know are hilarious. They’re F---ing pets. These guys, age twenty to sixty-eight, want to basically be my slaves. And for me, why not? I make it clear that it’s not dating, it’s Goddess-Slave, but they get serious joy out of doing anything and everything for me. Whether it’s changing my windows out (screens) or scrubbing my bath tub, these guys live for it. They are also super complimentary. Just seeing my ass in tight jeans or seeing me flex a bicep gets them all hot and bothered. I felt sympathetic for one Slave last year and asked him what he wanted, with-in reason, for his birthday. He wanted me to flex and pose in lingerie as he looked at me and pleased himself. He told me it was the sexiest thing he has experienced other than getting his ass kicked by me. Another guy tells me that he LIVES to be kicked/smacked in the balls by me. It’s his greatest joy. I have done it three times and he rolls around, grabs himself, cries and then a half-hour later tells me how awesome it was! And the thing is, he’s a totally normal, professional guy. I am sure that some of these guys are freaky or creepy, but the ones I know are absolutely precious people.
I have a male friend that I adore and he told me once that he wanted to be kicked in the balls. He was drunk and I’m sure that while her really did want to get kicked in the balls he wished later that he would have kept that to himself. The reason is that it’s a little off-beat to want to be kicked in the balls. I wasn’t going to kick him there or even mention again, but he did.
The look on Greg’s face seemed to indicate that he expected a stressful conversation about getting kicked in the balls. Ultimately I know he wanted me to give his nuts a little kick. I surprised Greg because as soon as he started talking about it I said “sure, I’ll kick you in the balls”. I faced Greg and gave him a kick with about 1/3rd of my strength. He slumped to the ground and did the full routine. He held himself, rolled around, moaned and stayed down for a good fifteen minutes. Yikes, just imagine what would happen if I gave him a full kick to the balls!
I didn’t feel the least bit bad for Greg but I did see this as an opportunity to get up close and personal with a pair of damaged balls. I thought that would be fun. I told Greg that I was going to nurse his balls back to health. He was quite happy with that arrangement. Well, the guy has a howitzer in his pants! I gently rubbed his sore crotch and was nice enough to rub the underside of his penis, hoping for his release. Unfortunately Greg was unable to perform for four days. Live and learn. He developed quite a crush on me, but I never felt the same way about him that he felt about me.
Added 12/20/2018
Ola
5’6” 216lbs.
There is one great benefit to having a child at twenty-one-years if age. I am forty-one now and able to literally kick my daughter’s (ex) boyfriend’s ass. No mother wants to do that, but I had to and I did.
First off, a bit about me and then some details about my situation with Rich. I was an overweight teen, reaching 320-lbs at one point. I played no sports, never exercised and barely made it through high school academically. I had no pride, no real personal strengths to point to at all. I got married when I was twenty. Freddy, my ex, was thirty-two, and in most ways he was very good for me. He was like a father figure and gave me some stability. When I was about twenty-six I had a health scare. It led to me the gym which led me to self-defense classes. That led me to martial arts and power-lifting. By the time I turned 30 I was down to 220lbs and could bench 180 and leg press over 800lbs. I had also gone from a meek girl to a powerful, confident, outspoken woman. Freddy only liked the ‘new’ me to a certain point. When I seemed too self-sufficient, he got angry with me. By the time I turned thirty-four we were divorced. There has never been anger between us and now we have a different relationship (more about that later). He actually was very, very drawn to my new physique, just not to ‘me’ as I grew up/older.
Our daughter, Marie, had a better upbringing than I did, but she also lacked confidence and a sense of ‘self’. On her twentieth birthday she began dating Rich. He is a real lost soul who thinks that he’s a future rapper. Rich is half-white and the other parts African-American and Latino. He’s about 5’6” 145lbs and I have always felt that his problems have a lot to do with being small. It can really eat away at a man’s self-esteem if he’s short, small and doesn’t really have a lot going for himself intellectually. At 5’6”, Elana was a great catch for him. Unfortunately he was not very nice to her.
Rich seemed to go by the idea that if he could be very nice for the first few weeks then she’d be hooked on him and then he could be mean 90% of the time. The lady, Elena in this case, would constantly yearn for that 10% of that time when he was nice to her. Well, Rich had initial success with this method.
After about three months of dating I confronted Rich about the situation. He did not show ANY sense of finesse at all as he swore at me and told me to bud out. I was quite angry and began insulting him. I got started about his ‘short man problems’ and Rich threatened to hit me. I laughed at him which I knew would get him super-angry.
Rich made the biggest mistake of his life when he tried to hit me. I caught his forearm and swatted it to the side. He came at me again and I swatted him away again as he was throwing awful (wide) punches. I kicked the side of his knee and he let out a grunt. I then delivered a straight right that landed directly on his jaw. Rich crumpled to the floor and I stepped right on his stomach, denying him any air at all. I had never landed a true straight right before so I was unaware of just how hurt he was. He looked like absolute hell but I gave him a shot to the balls anyways. I pushed his balls, with my foot, up inside of him so he would not be able to run or walk.
With-in one minute of the beating my daughter came home. She was in shock that things had escalated. A nurse friend of mine came over and she said that he needed far more help than what she could provide. The urgent care clinic was necessary. I wonder if he was the first man sent there after his girlfriend’s mom kicked his ass.
My daughter understood the situation and I made sure to visit Rich and threaten to beat him far worse if I ever caught him seeing my daughter again. He seemed to forget that warning about nine months later. I approached him at a local bar and literally choked him out. I got behind him quite easily and left him in a puddle of his own urine on the floor. That was the last I ever saw of Rich. Never doubt a Mama Bear.
In the last several years I have made a habit of using my power for fun! I Learned a while back that I really, really enjoy being dominant. And with my size, strength and fighting ability, I don’t need men to pretend that I am able to kick their butt…why? Because I CAN legitimately kick their butt!
Women that make this realization usually find out gradually. That was certainly the case for me. In martial arts practice sessions I would compete with the guys and more-often-than-not I would defeat them. I started to realize that while gender should be irrelevant, it isn’t. Men are constantly thinking about it and so are females. Losing to a woman embarrasses a man and defeating a man makes a woman smile more than when she beats another woman. I think that, for me, having been very overweight and physically undesirable contributed to this. As I got more and more attractive to men I began enjoying guys more and more physically. I also started to notice that I liked being IN-CHARGE! I enjoyed men that did everything how I wanted and men that would always do as I pleased. In a physical sense, I enjoyed being the boss as well. I began enjoying putting men down in the dojo. I was extra-assertive with them in my social life as well. Things were really coming together for me.
The first time I remember this really rearing its head was with Petr. He asked me out right after he stopped being the helping-instructor for my class. Petr is German and about 5’11” 165lbs.. He was twenty-four at the time and I was thirty-six. We were on our second date when Petr told me that he had never met a woman that grapples as well as I do. He said that he honestly felt that I could defeat him. I was curious about this and I definitely wanted to try. One thing that I insisted on is that Petr try his absolute best! Please remember, that up until this time it was still new to me and I didn’t fully understand it all the extent of my abilities and the extreme nature of my Domination-Enjoyment.
Petr and I were at my house and I was glad to see that he gave it all he had. I was so thrilled to see that we were very, very even. There was only one submission and I got it!! I trapped Petr with my legs and forced him to tap out. After the victory I sat on his hard member before woman-handling it for quite a while! Petr was in a special heaven-hell-type-place! Overall he absolutely loved it and was very turned on. He did, however, have a special, adorable look of humiliation on his face as I kept teasing him more and more. I teased him physically and verbally. I really enjoyed pulling, bending and tugging his manhood and watched his expression change. I dated Petr until he returned to Germany. We never got into anything really big, but he was the first man I ordered to kiss my feet and the first man I dominated by-way of his privates. He was the first but wouldn’t be the last!
I also began getting closer and closer to Freddy. We had been getting along better and better over time. Keep in mind that we never, ever had a bad relationship or anger toward each other. By the time I turned thirty-nine (he was fifty-one) Freddy was clearly taking notice of my body. When we got married Freddy was about 5’9” 170lbs, but at this point he was about 155, a healthy decision that also made him much more attractive. He had no belly and he was looking very distinguished as he aged.
Freddy began basically flirting with me in very subtle ways. Then, one night, he basically “confessed” to me. Apparently my very powerful 210-215 physique had been driving him crazy for quite a while. He also admitted that the fact that I know how to fight also got him extra excited. As soon as he told me that I told him that I’d be very, very happy to flex and pose for him. Freddy was not able to contain his excitement. He was open-mouthed and excited. I had him sit down as I did a nice routine for him. I felt comfortable with Freddy so he was a great guy to try this with. Freddy spent the next hour very, very thrilled. At the end I took control of his over-heated manhood. I used mostly my hand and gave him almost what he wanted.
Freddy was, at this point, very open about his feelings toward me. I told him that while I was unsure, I would be thrilled to kick his ass! I told Freddy that he was expected to try his hardest, just as he did when his own daughter defeated him (more about that later).
The way I handled Freddy was thrilling. He’s a smaller-than-average man and I wasn’t shocked that it was relatively easy for me, but I was a little surprised about the extent of it. Ultimately, I made him tap out two dozen times. I also paraded him around over my shoulders, spanked him and mocked him throughout. My ex-husband had to act like a dog, do amusing dances for me and lick my feet. Not knowing for sure if I wanted to have sex with him, I decided to be a spectator as he had sex with himself. There had a scared, nervous, excited and humiliated look on his face that was a true joy for me. I just knew that I would be repeating this with Freddy and with others in the future.
Other highlights have included knocking out a man in a “challenge-match” and then knocking out his brother. I have also formalized a Goddess-relationship with Freddy and TWO other men. Life is good and my introduction to weights and fighting have been a big part of that.
Q and A with Ola
Q) Wow! Can you explain the challenge-match knockout and the brother situation please?
A) We have a graded system where I train so you try and work-up while you have a certain rank and belt. So I was challenged by a guy named Ben. He was nineteen and I was forty. Ben had to get a victory over me to leapfrog me and be where he desired for testing. Ben is from Philippines and about 5’7” 165lbs.. While I had trained with him a lot, I really didn’t know him that well. Before the match, however, I did hear his brother, Victor, say “kick her ass”. Something about that really, really motivated me and it put Ben in a very tough spot. I am much, much thicker and stronger than Ben and I worked my legs around his neck as he seemed more concerned with an arm-bar. Ben let out some horrific squeaks but wouldn’t submit. He took over a minute of pain before tapping. He was certainly more brave than smart. About five weeks later I challenged Victor and he accepted. I used a similar strategy but hooked my legs in a better position around his neck. Victor would have liked to tap out but he never got the chance. He passed out cold. How do you think it feels as a forty-year-old lady to have beaten up two twin boys? I wanted to fix one of them up with my daughter but I didn’t think they would have liked that kind of a mother-in-law-situation at the time.
Q) Wow! What about the two slave-men and Freddy?
A) I have one of Freddy’s friends and my cousin’s ex-husband as Slaves. Freddy is, for now, also my Slave. I was told that in order to make a man a Slave, a woman should first kick his ass IF she can. With my size and strength I certainly can. Freddy’s friend, James, is about 5’11” 175lbs and forty-six-years-old. He is married and has children, but he needs a Goddess. From the moment I met James I knew that he would have sucked every one of my toes, in public, if I told him to. He has a fascination with big, curvy, strong women like me. I am also extremely happy with how he treats his wife. He is a wonderful gentleman and he deserved to have a Goddess whip him into shape. The only time I have hurt him is when I initially allowed him to worship me. He got an initiation-beating that included being knocked out and put in a cage. He didn’t complain. He actually was very appreciative which was a nice start. My second cousin left her husband because she was in love with her ex. I felt bad for the man he left. Manuel is about 5’8” 210lbs and a cute, chubby guy. He’s only twenty-seven so I also serve as a mother-figure for him. Manuel is able to take significant shots to his privates and he can fix anything. I find him to be kind, sweet and very useful.
As far as Freddy is concerned, I have defeated him several times privately and as people, including our daughter, have watched. It’s a lot of fun and I am very, very satisfied with everything. I do not, right now, see why I would want to change our relationship. When I see Freddy he kisses my feet and he has a yes-only policy with me. It doesn’t matter what I want, I always get it. He is physically much, much weaker than me but he is handsome. I enjoy showing him how easily I can beat his ass. He knows that I could end his masculinity with-in a few minutes. He finds that to be extremely exciting and I can see why. Once men let themselves become submissive it is a very fun world.
Q) Do you enjoy ball-busting? What is your history with ball-busting?
A) If I was an adorable 110lb or 130lb lady I would probably use ball-busting much more than I presently do. It’s an effective, exciting thing for the woman and it’s an important thing for all men to experience. At my size and with my strength I am very careful with the “busting” part. If I put my full power into cut-crushing, the man would be devastated beyond belief. Instead, I take control of the area and work on the psychological aspect. But make no mistake about it, my daughter and all other women should be well-versed in the wonderful art of ball-busting.
Ola
5’6” 216lbs.
There is one great benefit to having a child at twenty-one-years if age. I am forty-one now and able to literally kick my daughter’s (ex) boyfriend’s ass. No mother wants to do that, but I had to and I did.
First off, a bit about me and then some details about my situation with Rich. I was an overweight teen, reaching 320-lbs at one point. I played no sports, never exercised and barely made it through high school academically. I had no pride, no real personal strengths to point to at all. I got married when I was twenty. Freddy, my ex, was thirty-two, and in most ways he was very good for me. He was like a father figure and gave me some stability. When I was about twenty-six I had a health scare. It led to me the gym which led me to self-defense classes. That led me to martial arts and power-lifting. By the time I turned 30 I was down to 220lbs and could bench 180 and leg press over 800lbs. I had also gone from a meek girl to a powerful, confident, outspoken woman. Freddy only liked the ‘new’ me to a certain point. When I seemed too self-sufficient, he got angry with me. By the time I turned thirty-four we were divorced. There has never been anger between us and now we have a different relationship (more about that later). He actually was very, very drawn to my new physique, just not to ‘me’ as I grew up/older.
Our daughter, Marie, had a better upbringing than I did, but she also lacked confidence and a sense of ‘self’. On her twentieth birthday she began dating Rich. He is a real lost soul who thinks that he’s a future rapper. Rich is half-white and the other parts African-American and Latino. He’s about 5’6” 145lbs and I have always felt that his problems have a lot to do with being small. It can really eat away at a man’s self-esteem if he’s short, small and doesn’t really have a lot going for himself intellectually. At 5’6”, Elana was a great catch for him. Unfortunately he was not very nice to her.
Rich seemed to go by the idea that if he could be very nice for the first few weeks then she’d be hooked on him and then he could be mean 90% of the time. The lady, Elena in this case, would constantly yearn for that 10% of that time when he was nice to her. Well, Rich had initial success with this method.
After about three months of dating I confronted Rich about the situation. He did not show ANY sense of finesse at all as he swore at me and told me to bud out. I was quite angry and began insulting him. I got started about his ‘short man problems’ and Rich threatened to hit me. I laughed at him which I knew would get him super-angry.
Rich made the biggest mistake of his life when he tried to hit me. I caught his forearm and swatted it to the side. He came at me again and I swatted him away again as he was throwing awful (wide) punches. I kicked the side of his knee and he let out a grunt. I then delivered a straight right that landed directly on his jaw. Rich crumpled to the floor and I stepped right on his stomach, denying him any air at all. I had never landed a true straight right before so I was unaware of just how hurt he was. He looked like absolute hell but I gave him a shot to the balls anyways. I pushed his balls, with my foot, up inside of him so he would not be able to run or walk.
With-in one minute of the beating my daughter came home. She was in shock that things had escalated. A nurse friend of mine came over and she said that he needed far more help than what she could provide. The urgent care clinic was necessary. I wonder if he was the first man sent there after his girlfriend’s mom kicked his ass.
My daughter understood the situation and I made sure to visit Rich and threaten to beat him far worse if I ever caught him seeing my daughter again. He seemed to forget that warning about nine months later. I approached him at a local bar and literally choked him out. I got behind him quite easily and left him in a puddle of his own urine on the floor. That was the last I ever saw of Rich. Never doubt a Mama Bear.
In the last several years I have made a habit of using my power for fun! I Learned a while back that I really, really enjoy being dominant. And with my size, strength and fighting ability, I don’t need men to pretend that I am able to kick their butt…why? Because I CAN legitimately kick their butt!
Women that make this realization usually find out gradually. That was certainly the case for me. In martial arts practice sessions I would compete with the guys and more-often-than-not I would defeat them. I started to realize that while gender should be irrelevant, it isn’t. Men are constantly thinking about it and so are females. Losing to a woman embarrasses a man and defeating a man makes a woman smile more than when she beats another woman. I think that, for me, having been very overweight and physically undesirable contributed to this. As I got more and more attractive to men I began enjoying guys more and more physically. I also started to notice that I liked being IN-CHARGE! I enjoyed men that did everything how I wanted and men that would always do as I pleased. In a physical sense, I enjoyed being the boss as well. I began enjoying putting men down in the dojo. I was extra-assertive with them in my social life as well. Things were really coming together for me.
The first time I remember this really rearing its head was with Petr. He asked me out right after he stopped being the helping-instructor for my class. Petr is German and about 5’11” 165lbs.. He was twenty-four at the time and I was thirty-six. We were on our second date when Petr told me that he had never met a woman that grapples as well as I do. He said that he honestly felt that I could defeat him. I was curious about this and I definitely wanted to try. One thing that I insisted on is that Petr try his absolute best! Please remember, that up until this time it was still new to me and I didn’t fully understand it all the extent of my abilities and the extreme nature of my Domination-Enjoyment.
Petr and I were at my house and I was glad to see that he gave it all he had. I was so thrilled to see that we were very, very even. There was only one submission and I got it!! I trapped Petr with my legs and forced him to tap out. After the victory I sat on his hard member before woman-handling it for quite a while! Petr was in a special heaven-hell-type-place! Overall he absolutely loved it and was very turned on. He did, however, have a special, adorable look of humiliation on his face as I kept teasing him more and more. I teased him physically and verbally. I really enjoyed pulling, bending and tugging his manhood and watched his expression change. I dated Petr until he returned to Germany. We never got into anything really big, but he was the first man I ordered to kiss my feet and the first man I dominated by-way of his privates. He was the first but wouldn’t be the last!
I also began getting closer and closer to Freddy. We had been getting along better and better over time. Keep in mind that we never, ever had a bad relationship or anger toward each other. By the time I turned thirty-nine (he was fifty-one) Freddy was clearly taking notice of my body. When we got married Freddy was about 5’9” 170lbs, but at this point he was about 155, a healthy decision that also made him much more attractive. He had no belly and he was looking very distinguished as he aged.
Freddy began basically flirting with me in very subtle ways. Then, one night, he basically “confessed” to me. Apparently my very powerful 210-215 physique had been driving him crazy for quite a while. He also admitted that the fact that I know how to fight also got him extra excited. As soon as he told me that I told him that I’d be very, very happy to flex and pose for him. Freddy was not able to contain his excitement. He was open-mouthed and excited. I had him sit down as I did a nice routine for him. I felt comfortable with Freddy so he was a great guy to try this with. Freddy spent the next hour very, very thrilled. At the end I took control of his over-heated manhood. I used mostly my hand and gave him almost what he wanted.
Freddy was, at this point, very open about his feelings toward me. I told him that while I was unsure, I would be thrilled to kick his ass! I told Freddy that he was expected to try his hardest, just as he did when his own daughter defeated him (more about that later).
The way I handled Freddy was thrilling. He’s a smaller-than-average man and I wasn’t shocked that it was relatively easy for me, but I was a little surprised about the extent of it. Ultimately, I made him tap out two dozen times. I also paraded him around over my shoulders, spanked him and mocked him throughout. My ex-husband had to act like a dog, do amusing dances for me and lick my feet. Not knowing for sure if I wanted to have sex with him, I decided to be a spectator as he had sex with himself. There had a scared, nervous, excited and humiliated look on his face that was a true joy for me. I just knew that I would be repeating this with Freddy and with others in the future.
Other highlights have included knocking out a man in a “challenge-match” and then knocking out his brother. I have also formalized a Goddess-relationship with Freddy and TWO other men. Life is good and my introduction to weights and fighting have been a big part of that.
Q and A with Ola
Q) Wow! Can you explain the challenge-match knockout and the brother situation please?
A) We have a graded system where I train so you try and work-up while you have a certain rank and belt. So I was challenged by a guy named Ben. He was nineteen and I was forty. Ben had to get a victory over me to leapfrog me and be where he desired for testing. Ben is from Philippines and about 5’7” 165lbs.. While I had trained with him a lot, I really didn’t know him that well. Before the match, however, I did hear his brother, Victor, say “kick her ass”. Something about that really, really motivated me and it put Ben in a very tough spot. I am much, much thicker and stronger than Ben and I worked my legs around his neck as he seemed more concerned with an arm-bar. Ben let out some horrific squeaks but wouldn’t submit. He took over a minute of pain before tapping. He was certainly more brave than smart. About five weeks later I challenged Victor and he accepted. I used a similar strategy but hooked my legs in a better position around his neck. Victor would have liked to tap out but he never got the chance. He passed out cold. How do you think it feels as a forty-year-old lady to have beaten up two twin boys? I wanted to fix one of them up with my daughter but I didn’t think they would have liked that kind of a mother-in-law-situation at the time.
Q) Wow! What about the two slave-men and Freddy?
A) I have one of Freddy’s friends and my cousin’s ex-husband as Slaves. Freddy is, for now, also my Slave. I was told that in order to make a man a Slave, a woman should first kick his ass IF she can. With my size and strength I certainly can. Freddy’s friend, James, is about 5’11” 175lbs and forty-six-years-old. He is married and has children, but he needs a Goddess. From the moment I met James I knew that he would have sucked every one of my toes, in public, if I told him to. He has a fascination with big, curvy, strong women like me. I am also extremely happy with how he treats his wife. He is a wonderful gentleman and he deserved to have a Goddess whip him into shape. The only time I have hurt him is when I initially allowed him to worship me. He got an initiation-beating that included being knocked out and put in a cage. He didn’t complain. He actually was very appreciative which was a nice start. My second cousin left her husband because she was in love with her ex. I felt bad for the man he left. Manuel is about 5’8” 210lbs and a cute, chubby guy. He’s only twenty-seven so I also serve as a mother-figure for him. Manuel is able to take significant shots to his privates and he can fix anything. I find him to be kind, sweet and very useful.
As far as Freddy is concerned, I have defeated him several times privately and as people, including our daughter, have watched. It’s a lot of fun and I am very, very satisfied with everything. I do not, right now, see why I would want to change our relationship. When I see Freddy he kisses my feet and he has a yes-only policy with me. It doesn’t matter what I want, I always get it. He is physically much, much weaker than me but he is handsome. I enjoy showing him how easily I can beat his ass. He knows that I could end his masculinity with-in a few minutes. He finds that to be extremely exciting and I can see why. Once men let themselves become submissive it is a very fun world.
Q) Do you enjoy ball-busting? What is your history with ball-busting?
A) If I was an adorable 110lb or 130lb lady I would probably use ball-busting much more than I presently do. It’s an effective, exciting thing for the woman and it’s an important thing for all men to experience. At my size and with my strength I am very careful with the “busting” part. If I put my full power into cut-crushing, the man would be devastated beyond belief. Instead, I take control of the area and work on the psychological aspect. But make no mistake about it, my daughter and all other women should be well-versed in the wonderful art of ball-busting.
Updated 10/10/2018
Jenny (5’8” 158lbs) and Will (5’4” 132lbs)
I met my husband, Will, at a singles congregational retreat. We both belong to a Lutheran ELCA Church and I noticed his sweet smile right away. Will also had a special way of listening to me that I never experienced before from a man. He would ask me follow up questions and he seemed genuinely interested in what I had do say. As far the physical part goes, I was curious about his beard. I found it interesting that he’d want to have such a unique look. I basically just wanted to know the reason why. I thought that there might be something interesting behind it. I really didn’t see it as an attention-thing because he was so soft-spoken. I would soon find out that Will is an artist and it all works with his overall personality.
Will asked me out during that first time we met. I happily accepted. Our first dates were absolutely wonderful. I really didn’t think much about the fact that he’s smaller than me and probably weaker than me. I have another part of my biography that I waited to share with Will….I was a high school wrestler. I wrestled for 2 years against the boys and then my senior year they started a girls team. I was 11-8 -1 vs boys on JV and then 4-3 vs boys when I made it to varsity. I basically hit a point where my lower body strength was too much for the guys and they weren’t even stronger than me upper body-wise. I was 6-1 vs other girls my senior year and it was a fun season but I do wish that we had more matches. I did miss those occasions, which were often, when I beat the guys and everyone noticed. Imagine being a girl and being on a mat wrestling a guy in front of your team, his team and a crowd of anywhere between 30 and 150 people. It felt amazing for me to put a guy’s shoulders on the mat and to hear the referee slap the mat and declare him pinned! I also knew that it embarrassed the guy and hopefully taught him a lesson. I also waited a while to tell Will that I bench press 165 and leg press over 700lbs.. I thought it might be a bit much for a man his size to handle but I really wasn’t sure.
I remember that we were at his very cool apartment when we started to tickle each other. It was a perfect time to mention my wrestling and my weightlifting in a light-hearted “you better not mess with me” kind of way. It was getting to the point where if I didn’t say anything it would start to look like I was hiding it when he finally found out. Plus even though I am not bulging with muscles, I am solidly built and people do notice my strong body.
We tickled each other for a bit and then he said “I’ll wrestle you but I might not win, Jenny”. I said “I very much doubt that you’ll win, mister”. I really didn’t think about the male ego issue, I was just being my playful, sassy-self. I was very glad that Will started off giving it all he had. I tried using my foot to sweep his away but he kept them too far apart from one another. I then angled my hip toward him, got closer and grabbed around his upper torso. I lifted Will and literally flipped him over my right hip! He landed on the floor and said “holy sh*t”! I laughed and asked him if he wanted to continue and of course he did!
I began using my size and strength to get Will to the ground, usually with head-locks, but once he was down and under me I had something else in mind. I would get my legs around any part of him that I could easily scissor. I would then squeeze the living daylights out of his legs, stomach, torso, arm, individual leg, chest and eventually I applied a head-scissors! I had the little man’s head and neck between my thick thighs and I gave him one hell of a nice squeeze! Actually he started out between my calves and he thought that he did well when he went upwards. Then he must have realized that my thighs are way stronger than my calves, so he was double-screwed!
I threw Will around for about ten minutes and then asked him if I could do a pro wrestling hold with him. I lifted my new boyfriend across my shoulders and did a few squats with him before dropping him gently. Will was aroused but would he be okay with a woman that can kick his butt in a long-term relationship?
First off, lets deal with the arousal issue. I had noticed once before when I hugged him that he had an erection but that was it and it was only briefly pressed against me. When I was squeezing each leg I felt his fully-hard penis. After a while his erection was a constant. I was glad that it got him excited but there’s a difference between arousal and wanting the woman as a serious girlfriend and maybe more. After the big lift and squat I grabbed Will’s area and I told him that he seems to enjoy my strength. Will laughed, didn’t seem embarrassed and told me that he loves it! He also, immediately, told me that he wants a woman who is taller than him, stronger than him and one that can kick his ass. He insisted, without me asking, that it isn’t just a kink. He wants a more powerful wife! Isn’t it cool that God made him so small and gave him this preference with women?
As far as I was concerned I could care less if I can defeat a man or he can defeat me at wrestling. I could also care less about height. I only care about how I feel being around a man. Will and I have been married for five years and it’s amazing. We wrestle about twice a year. I am a regular gym-go’er and I now take jiu jitsu. Will has as much chance of beating me as he does of digging up the Pyramid at Giza with his dick LOL. But he is a man and I never take his challenges for granted. I attack and conquer. Once I conquer my dear husband I do joke around with him and tease him. I enjoy having his adorable male body at my mercy. It embarrasses me when he compliments me and Will thinks that my abilities are unreal. I do go against males in my training and I have put a few fellas firmly in their place. I don’t hesitate at all going against men. They don’t scare me at all. I can’t beat all guys, but I certainly am not intimidated by them.
Jenny (5’8” 158lbs) and Will (5’4” 132lbs)
I met my husband, Will, at a singles congregational retreat. We both belong to a Lutheran ELCA Church and I noticed his sweet smile right away. Will also had a special way of listening to me that I never experienced before from a man. He would ask me follow up questions and he seemed genuinely interested in what I had do say. As far the physical part goes, I was curious about his beard. I found it interesting that he’d want to have such a unique look. I basically just wanted to know the reason why. I thought that there might be something interesting behind it. I really didn’t see it as an attention-thing because he was so soft-spoken. I would soon find out that Will is an artist and it all works with his overall personality.
Will asked me out during that first time we met. I happily accepted. Our first dates were absolutely wonderful. I really didn’t think much about the fact that he’s smaller than me and probably weaker than me. I have another part of my biography that I waited to share with Will….I was a high school wrestler. I wrestled for 2 years against the boys and then my senior year they started a girls team. I was 11-8 -1 vs boys on JV and then 4-3 vs boys when I made it to varsity. I basically hit a point where my lower body strength was too much for the guys and they weren’t even stronger than me upper body-wise. I was 6-1 vs other girls my senior year and it was a fun season but I do wish that we had more matches. I did miss those occasions, which were often, when I beat the guys and everyone noticed. Imagine being a girl and being on a mat wrestling a guy in front of your team, his team and a crowd of anywhere between 30 and 150 people. It felt amazing for me to put a guy’s shoulders on the mat and to hear the referee slap the mat and declare him pinned! I also knew that it embarrassed the guy and hopefully taught him a lesson. I also waited a while to tell Will that I bench press 165 and leg press over 700lbs.. I thought it might be a bit much for a man his size to handle but I really wasn’t sure.
I remember that we were at his very cool apartment when we started to tickle each other. It was a perfect time to mention my wrestling and my weightlifting in a light-hearted “you better not mess with me” kind of way. It was getting to the point where if I didn’t say anything it would start to look like I was hiding it when he finally found out. Plus even though I am not bulging with muscles, I am solidly built and people do notice my strong body.
We tickled each other for a bit and then he said “I’ll wrestle you but I might not win, Jenny”. I said “I very much doubt that you’ll win, mister”. I really didn’t think about the male ego issue, I was just being my playful, sassy-self. I was very glad that Will started off giving it all he had. I tried using my foot to sweep his away but he kept them too far apart from one another. I then angled my hip toward him, got closer and grabbed around his upper torso. I lifted Will and literally flipped him over my right hip! He landed on the floor and said “holy sh*t”! I laughed and asked him if he wanted to continue and of course he did!
I began using my size and strength to get Will to the ground, usually with head-locks, but once he was down and under me I had something else in mind. I would get my legs around any part of him that I could easily scissor. I would then squeeze the living daylights out of his legs, stomach, torso, arm, individual leg, chest and eventually I applied a head-scissors! I had the little man’s head and neck between my thick thighs and I gave him one hell of a nice squeeze! Actually he started out between my calves and he thought that he did well when he went upwards. Then he must have realized that my thighs are way stronger than my calves, so he was double-screwed!
I threw Will around for about ten minutes and then asked him if I could do a pro wrestling hold with him. I lifted my new boyfriend across my shoulders and did a few squats with him before dropping him gently. Will was aroused but would he be okay with a woman that can kick his butt in a long-term relationship?
First off, lets deal with the arousal issue. I had noticed once before when I hugged him that he had an erection but that was it and it was only briefly pressed against me. When I was squeezing each leg I felt his fully-hard penis. After a while his erection was a constant. I was glad that it got him excited but there’s a difference between arousal and wanting the woman as a serious girlfriend and maybe more. After the big lift and squat I grabbed Will’s area and I told him that he seems to enjoy my strength. Will laughed, didn’t seem embarrassed and told me that he loves it! He also, immediately, told me that he wants a woman who is taller than him, stronger than him and one that can kick his ass. He insisted, without me asking, that it isn’t just a kink. He wants a more powerful wife! Isn’t it cool that God made him so small and gave him this preference with women?
As far as I was concerned I could care less if I can defeat a man or he can defeat me at wrestling. I could also care less about height. I only care about how I feel being around a man. Will and I have been married for five years and it’s amazing. We wrestle about twice a year. I am a regular gym-go’er and I now take jiu jitsu. Will has as much chance of beating me as he does of digging up the Pyramid at Giza with his dick LOL. But he is a man and I never take his challenges for granted. I attack and conquer. Once I conquer my dear husband I do joke around with him and tease him. I enjoy having his adorable male body at my mercy. It embarrasses me when he compliments me and Will thinks that my abilities are unreal. I do go against males in my training and I have put a few fellas firmly in their place. I don’t hesitate at all going against men. They don’t scare me at all. I can’t beat all guys, but I certainly am not intimidated by them.
Hannah
5’6” 160-lbs
I have had a few man-beating episodes in my life. When I was twenty I went to the movies with a guy that had been my camp counselor ten years earlier. He was about twenty-seven at the time. We ran into each other and it seemed like a cool thing to do. We had a great time at dinner which I thought was cool and which he saw as a great connection. About five minutes into the movie he felt my chest. Then every three or so minutes he tried again, either my chest or my butt. He even went for my inner thigh once. I whispered “stop” to him and he really just seemed clueless and determined to keep going. Finally he pinched my nipple and I used the meanness I learned from eight years in martial arts and three years specifically in Krav Maga. I grabbed his balls firmly and I fit his dick in my grip as well. It’s a good thing the theatre wasn’t crowded. I held and squeezed and asked him what about no and stop does he not understand. He uttered out “ok” but I kept squeezing and twisting. I was obsessed with teaching him a lesson and didn’t even know when I’d stop. Sasha then began crying. He was uncomfortable the entire movie. He walked out for twenty minutes but that didn’t seem to help him at all.
After the movie he apologized and I informed him that he’s never, even touching my chest. He asked “you sure” in a semi-joke and I grabbed his nards again! We were in his car and I began getting my kind of weird sexual dominance excitement. I told him that I was going to milk him and if he doesn’t cooperate I will break it all! I told him I was getting turned on thinking about kicking his ass. He must have had no idea how the hell to feel! I had him park in a quiet area, led him to his back seat and rubbed six releases from him. He had jeans on so they were all in his undies/jeans. I milked him dry and told him to take me home. I am a sexual deviant and can’t figure out exactly why doing this to a pervert-creep was so much fun.
I knew that I was screwed in the head when I made contact, voluntarily, with Sasha the next day. He was probably conflicted about our time together. Sasha is about 5’7” 150-pounds, handsome but unremarkable. We met for coffee and with-in the first few seconds I said “you grabbing my chest or am I grabbing your balls first”? Sasha said that he learned his lesson and he won’t do that again. I looked at him right in the eyes and said “I’ll do it again”. As I mentioned previously, I am a deviant! I reached under the table and had his little pebbles firmly in my grasp. In public I demanded that he kiss my boots. Not my boobs, my boots! Without hesitation he did. If he decided to buck me on that I would have trounced him.
I hadn’t even brought my physical superiority into this yet but it was time. Whether he was stronger than me or not was irrelevant, because I could kick his ass. I told Sasha that we were going to meet my friend Alexis at her house. Nobody else was at Alexis’s house and I told her about the ‘game’ Sasha and I were playing. He was totally humiliated. I told Sasha that we were going to wrestle and chest/ball-grabbing was allowed. The winner can do whatever they want. In other words, I was confident!
Alexis knew about my martial arts so she had some sort of an idea of what might happen. A chicken wing was followed by me squeezing his ribs with my legs until he cried (again). This led to a rather complete victory. I sat on Sasha’s chest and told him that this was not his proudest moment! I then put my foot on his throat and disrobed him entirely. He stood naked before us erect. We teased him about his mediocre-sized cock and he claimed that he couldn’t get fully hard because of how badly I hurt him. To his total humiliation I lifted Sasha like the baby-bitch he is right in my arms.
I re-pinned Sasha and showed Alexis my death grip. She commented that it looked like his penis may explode and his balls may pop. In reality I was careful enough with Sasha. I had Alexis remove my shirt and bra and I literally brought Sasha to the brink of unconsciousness with a breast smother. I then told him that he now had his last interaction with my breasts. It’s a shame that his hands were trapped behind his back.
I honestly had little personal feeling good or bad about Sasha. I certainly think that he went from being a nice guy to a creep in my mind, but after that I wasn’t really thinking about him as a person, he was just a sack of testosterone that I was using for my own pleasure. As expected he contacted me repeatedly and I have seen him once since that time. He got married after knowing the lady for about four months. Maybe he figured he needed a woman to protect him! If I could have my life’s wishes come true I’d wish that I could beat his ass with his wife watching…excuse me, beat his balls with his wife watching.
I am also not going to tell you that I am a nice woman. I am not. I was dumped by this guy and he began, two days later, dating a friend of mine. He had lied to me about taking a break from dating. It was real simple for me. I got into a verbal conflict with him and then snap kicked him square in the balls. He went right to his knees and held himself. He literally cried and avoided me like the plague.
I would say that another almost equally mean or at least destructive thing that I did had to do with my dad. Two years ago when I was twenty-one I suggested arm-wrestling my dad when we were at a boardwalk restaurant. What made it mean was that my two brothers were there as well as my mom and my dad’s dad and my mom’s mom.
My dad was fifty-two at the time and about 5’10” 165-pounds. He has never exactly been a powerhouse of a man. I had been lifting weights for about seven years and I already had serious strength with my upper body. My lower body has always been amazingly strong. Sure enough my dad accepted the challenge and it took me about forty-five seconds to slowly but steadily lower his arm to the table. While that may not seem like it’s that bad, a lot of men can see why I see it as cruel. Getting outmuscled by your young daughter has got to be the height of humiliation. He took it about as well as possible and admitted to me that he knows I could kick his ass.
I really don’t think it changed our relationship but it did change the way I look at men. I really got a bigger taste for humiliating them.
I haven’t mentioned my brothers much because they don’t cause me trouble LOL. They are five and six years older than me. When I was fifteen we were wrestling and I kicked them both in the balls. They were in mega-pain and I can honestly say that I had no idea that men were THAT sensitive down there. Because of our age difference we never fought much and they’ve always been really good to me. After I racked their nuts I thought that they were being babies and over-doing it, but now I know that they weren’t. I knew that men have that area as a weak spot, I just didn’t know that it was that weak!
About eight months ago I re-met a former religious school classmate. He went to Israel and became a very religious Jew. But he ignored all of that crap when he talked to me! He was and is a stone-cold Submissive. I really was pleased to have this test dummy. Ari is about 5’9” 160-pounds and an absolute pussy. I use him to practice wrestling with but I also test out some hardcore Domme-stuff with him. I had heard about using chip-clips on a guy’s balls and it sounded like fun…so I did it to Ari. It hurt like a son-of-a-bitch so I decided to clip both balls at once and include his penis. If I buy cheap dollar-store clips then I can use them directly on just one of his testicles.
I also use Ari to test my knot-making skills. I kick his skinny, ugly, helpless ass and tie him to a chair. I also shaved part of his back and chest by putting industrial tape on it and ripping it off. I then used duct tape. Some day I’d like to do that to a real man and I need to know how much it hurts or doesn’t hurt. Turns out it’s super-painful with industrial tape but not so bad with duct tape…well, it’s pretty bad with that also but it’s usable.
I also get extremely mean to Ari. I berate him for being a religious chauvinist and insult the size of his thin penis and his lack of overall muscularity. He is constantly reminded that he could never, ever get a woman like me. I have even threatened to beat up friends of his and make him have sex with them. I enjoy seeing the fear, the arousal and the humiliation. Ari is terrified but he also loves it. I joke with him about inviting his mom to see him tied down and gagged as well. I figure that he will be fixed up for marriage so he won’t need confidence or anything like that. And you can be SURE that I tell him that he could NEVER get a woman on his own!
The most painful thing I did with Ari was also experimental. I beat his ass, grinded on him and worked him up for over two hours. I had previously demanded that he not jack-off for two days before seeing me. I gave him a raging case of blue balls and wouldn’t allow release as I kept yanking at it and getting him as overheated as you can imagine. He was in dire pain and it hurt so much for him to walk. I demanded that he stand up and I began slapping and flicking his balls. He was in HELL! I knew he was close to crying like the weak little bitch he is. Then I unapologetically gave him a 30% kick to his balls. Ari hit the deck and was physically devastated. He was an absolute wreck. I gave him thirty minutes to pull it together. If he could he’d get a hand job. If not he’d get racked again….As always there’s no middle ground with me. Ari summoned up his resiliency and he earned a hand job. Although I am a bitch-supreme I did keep my word and I jacked him off. It was unbelievably painful and necessary for him. I milked him four or five times and even afterwards his cock and balls throbbed.
Q) Wow! What do you think is the cause of your Femme-Domme nature?
A) I think a lot of it as natural so it’s just how my mind works. I was also around my male neighbors and cousins a lot when I was young and this was maybe my way of surviving and even enjoying myself. I also think that having very large, perky, desirable breasts plays a part in it. If I allowed men more freedom with me they’d be trying to bury their face in my chest constantly. So maybe it’s a bit of a defense mechanism for me. Overall my love of fighting (physically), my strong body and my big mouth all make me who I am. It all goes together and forms a Type-A Amazon.
Q) Have you ever been especially kind to a man?
A) Yes, a couple times. I had a very sweet male friend and admirer in college. He was in love with a lady that dumped him because he wasn’t Catholic. Even when he offered to convert she didn’t take him back. He is about 5’5” 135-pounds and although he’s clean-cut and not ugly, getting a woman is a challenge for him. He’s very passive. I think that older women may appreciate his kindness and thoughtfulness but college-aged women didn’t. He was talking about his shortcomings and he shamefully mentioned having a small penis. I figured, eh, why not…So I took his pants and undies off and sure enough his dick got mega-hard. I told him that he has at least an average sized dick, maybe a bit bigger then average when it’s hard. I am not sure if that’s totally truthful but it really doesn’t matter. But I know that at least he has something in his pants, it wasn’t like he was dickless or like a child. I also found out to my absolute horror that he never had a hand job. I respect virgins but no female ever rubbed this nice, sweet guy off? Well, I have given him about five handies and thinks I am the greatest woman ever.
I also defeated a male friend of mine and decided to give him a breast smother and grape-vined him until he lost his load. He is married, he was at the time, but he told me if I wanted him he would leave his wife in a second…LOL!
Q) Do you have a specific kind of man that you are attracted to?
A) Hmmm…I am the Alpha so I like quiet, thoughtful men. They need to be introspective, intelligent, humble and focused on ME. Physically I am good with 5’4”-5’10”. I don’t need or want a man towering over me. Race is unimportant, age 22-28 for a relationship but 18-65 for dominating. No fat men and absolutely NO string beans. If a man isn’t to my liking I will tell him immediately. I don’t like stalkers and I know that I can draw them in if I am not careful.
Q) What is your formal fight training?
A) I took several years of training from a former Marine who uses a fairly tough, combat-focused system. I have also studied Krav Maga extensively and done years of classes and attended intensive seminars. Both of those have given me a well-rounded fighting background. It’s crucial to be able to stand-up fight and to grapple. I’d like even more work on my ground game in the upcoming years. Even though I am strong, I also need to work on my strength even more. That’s very important for women. The reality is that holds and escapes are so much more effective when done by a stronger person. Sometimes you can do the right thing but you may not have the power to execute it. That’s frustrating and can lead to loses vs less skilled but stronger opponents. A 180-pound man has strength even if he never trains. A woman needs to work hard to combat that.
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