It was a nerveless October day as Ethan looked out his chamber windowpane, admiring the splattering of orange tree and yellow that marked this time of year. He could be raking his yard, going for a paseo in the fall sun or header to the store to get apple cyder and Halloween confect, but none of that was appealing. Not when he had love on his intellect. Ethan had ignored his dating profile for long enough and it was long yesteryear clock time to get back into the fray.

He sighed as he turned to his screen background estimator. Ethan scrolled up and down his profile page wondering if there was anything he could ameliorate. His bio was fairly straight forward. Confident but not cocky. It outlined his accomplishment without being too bragging. He had shared his varied interests and hobbies.

Ethan had posted pictures of himself from a identification number of angles. They showed off his medium build, full head of hair and his most spiffy smile. The bio hinted at some of his proclivity, but never in an diss way. He was n't telling fair sex to"swipe left"if they failed to meet some ridiculous checklist.

So many multitude were dreaded at online dating, especially men, and it made the job even more difficult for those who were n't. It 's no wonder cleaning woman did n't want to spend 60 minutes scrolling through the profiles of obnoxious guys, many of whom were childish, entitled, overbearing and horny to the percentage point where their brains no longer functioned.

It 's regarded as commonplace these days, but Ethan truly was one of the skillful guy wire. Not a welcome mat, but someone who respected fair sex and always treated them right. Not in an old fashion"knightly"way where there were expectation about grammatical gender roles. Just in a modern font, pattern way that viewed women as rival partners.

Despite his good nature, there was no getting around the physical. Some stigmas of the old existence still remained. Ethan was n't ugly, by any agency, but he was quite suddenly at only five feet, two column inch and barely a hundred forty pounds. He was a little guy with a bit of an ass. Ethan would 've made a fine fem-boy if he 'd applied himself in that manner, but he had no desire to present himself that way.

He knew his short-circuit stature caused many woman to displace him out of hand. Some of those women might 've had a terrific time with him, if they 'd only give him the time of day, but they rarely did. That was their right, of course, but it was hard to feel good about yourself when you were rejected, so often, due to something you had no ascendency over.

to the highest degree men, stupidly, obsessed over the sizing of their penis even though the immense bulk of women did n't manage about member size and certainly did n't require a man who was too well endowed. Size fairy were a curio, unless by"size"you meant height, in which case they were coarse. shortly men knew the rattling struggle. Height was something that was immediately detectable, ever present and inescapable. It colored people 's perceptions of you instantly, whether they realized it or not.

Short men tended to deal with this in one of two ways. Either they sought out charwoman that were even unforesightful than themselves or they went in the completely diametric direction and embraced the cultural taboo. Ethan was one of the latter.

He loved declamatory women. The taller and stronger the right. Always had since he saw the 1960 classic plastic film"The Loves of Herakles"as a young boy. Oh, to be Hercules and sought after by so many sexy, muscular adult female ! Ethan had gotten his first erection watching Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, clutch Heracles by the hair and stab him down on her bed ; demanding his affections.

Ethan knew he would never be Hercules. It would n't matter if he ate like a mogul weightlifter and worked out three 60 minutes a day. He did n't deliver the body type for it. The young man, swiftly approaching middle age, had moved beyond those variety of fantasies. He had booster and a unfaltering, successful career as an comptroller, but no love affair. Now, he was looking for a BBW that either wanted, or at to the lowest degree was content to be with, a smaller man.

In many elbow room, the psychological and dating difficulty small men and big women experienced were similar. Their eubstance case lay outdoor normative gender arithmetic mean and that made finding the correct partner wearying. Ethan was n't a"plumper"fetishist, so he was n't looking for the variety of BBW that was more green in paradigm searches. He did n't mind a adult female with a little surplus weight, but that was n't what excited him. He liked a woman that was powerful and will to pass the relationship.

In many style, Ethan was looking for a needle in a hayrick, but he had n't given up promise after class of searching and he was n't about to now. He performed a search for new profile matches and began scrolling through them. Ethan passed by the kickoff few with only a cursory glance before stopping in his digital cut on a certain woman 's profile. His backtalk hung open as his deal released the mouse.

A fair sex named"Ashaki"was presented in all her resplendence. She was tall, beautiful and well toned. Not mannikin beautiful, which was adept, since Ethan probably would 've had no injection with her, but quite attractive. With her physical structure type, she probably could 've played in the WNBA if she 'd wanted.

The name, grim hair and light olive tone to her otherwise fair skin suggested she was of middle easterly origin. What res publica her fellowship hailed from, originally, was n't listed in her bio and was inconceivable to tell from her looks alone. She was probably a second or third gear multiplication descendant of immigrants. In one of her pictures, she stood in front of a waterfall with one of her protagonist. She was head and shoulders above the other woman. The icon showed off just how improbable she really was.

Ethan consumed the remainder of her bio hungrily. Her profession ? A personal trainer"in multiple ways."He did n't know what that meant, but Ethan could n't wait to find out. She was looking for"fun times"and"something farsighted term with the right guy."Fantastic ! She was n't just looking for assemblage. And the beneficial theatrical role ? She was marked as online right now !

He took a deep breathing space and rubbed his hands together. You only get one shot at a first impression. Ethan thought carefully about how he 'd message her. His gut said to keep matter cool and passing. Do n't be weird or try too hard just because she 's, physically, everything you love in a woman. Your personalities might not even pair. Just go in easy, play it bland and see if there 's a spark !

Ethan hit the heart-shaped like button on her profile and then opened the window to message her. His eager fingers flew across the keyboard.

Ethan : Hi there ! How 's it going ? The site matched us up and I looked at your profile. Loved everything I read, so view I would say hi.

Now the severe part. The waiting. Her status still said online so hopefully it would n't be long. Then again, a woman like her probably had tons of messages to respond to. The tension built as he waited for a reply. Ethan could count at more profile in the lag, but he did n't require to. He scrolled through Ashaki 's picture again as he waited.

*CHIME*

The message received sound triggered and he flipped back to the IM window immediately.

Ashaki : Heya ! I 'm doing ripe, thanks. How are you ? Hang on, I 'm gon na take a look at your page.

Ethan : Having a great weekend so far. Sure, fill your time. : )

'Do n't get too excited ... Yes, she answered, but she has n't even looked at your pics yet .'

Ethan grabbed a stress egg from his desk along with a pen. He began squeezing and tapping away, channeling his nervous energy as he waited for a reply. Ethan knew he was being silly, but he could n't help it. Could this woman be his Hippolyta ?

Ten long mo passed. Ethan began bouncing his accent ball off the ceiling as another five instant crawled by. He was starting to drop off hope that he 'd hear from her again. Another woman who 'd taken one face and passed him by ?

*CHIME*

Ashaki : Sorry, had to take a phone telephone call. I like your bio. You 're cute.

Ethan 's nitty-gritty leapt. trusted,"cute"was n't the compliment most men were after, but it was still a compliment. He 'd accept it. And now that she 'd mentioned the physical, he could answer in form without it feeling too forward.

Ethan : It seems your parents named you well !"Ashaki"means"beautiful cleaning lady"if I 'm not mistaken ?

Ashaki : Oooh ! Thank you ! Did you know that already or did you seem it up ?

Ethan : I may sustain done a quick search.

Ashaki : Haha ! Fair enough.

Ethan : It 's a delight to match you, Ashaki.

Ashaki : Just call me Asha. It 's what I go by. The to the full name is awkward.

Ethan : for certain matter, Asha. : )

Ashaki : So, you 're one of"the chosen citizenry ”, huh ?

Ethan : Yep. I 'm really more than of a cultural Jew. Not overly religious. I hope that 's not a problem ?

Ashaki : Not at all. Momma tried to steer me toward successful Jewish men when I was unseasoned. She loves you already.

Ethan : I 'm no physician or lawyer, but I 've done pretty well as a bean counter.

Ashaki : That 's less authoritative to me than the kind of person you are. If you 've seen my pics, you 've probably noticed I 'm tall, which tends to scare off a lot of men. I do n't list it in the bio, but you should know, I 'm just over seven understructure. Are you comfy with that ?

'Seven ft ! Holy shit ! ! !'

Ethan : Absolutely. As long as you 're comfortable with a shorty like me ?

Ashaki : Very comfortable. Makes you easier to confound around. ; - )

Ethan : Oh, wow ! Hahahaha ! =D

A little unusual and very forward, but Ethan did n't care. He liked where this was going.

Ashaki : Just kidding ! Or am I ?

Ethan : You certainly look like you could do it. It says you 're a personal trainer ? Maybe you could help me bulk up ?

Ashaki : I stick to female customer in the gym, but sometimes I give men private training elsewhere. ; - )

Ethan : I would love to be your date or your student.

Ashaki : Are you brave adequate to go on some adventures ? Open to new experiences ? That 's very significant to me.

Ethan : Hell yes, I am !

Ashaki : That 's what I like to pick up, but let me ask an important question. Just to be readable, you 're really single, right ? You 're not some guy in a bad marriage ceremony looking for natural action on the position ? I 've met too many of those types on this site. Some are better at hiding it than others. I do n't require to waste my prison term on another one.

Ethan : I am 100 % an eligible unmarried man. Scout 's honor. Pinky aver. On my ancestor 's graves, I pledge this is the unvarnished truth !

Ashaki : Hah ! Alright then. I 'm going to a Halloween political party next workweek and you 're going to be my date. How does that sound ?

Ethan : Sounds like you should tell me the date and time so I can cancel whatever plans I might have.

Ashaki : right solution. It 'll be Th evening. I 'll text you a time and station to gather up in a twosome days.

Ethan : Awesome. Are we wearing costumes ?

Ashaki : Yes ! I 'd like you to dress as a knight or barbarian if you can. Some kind of warrior. Something old school and manly !

Ethan : I 'll point to a costume store tomorrow. What will you be dressed as ?

Ashaki : It 's a surprise. ; - )

* * * * *

It was just before six o'clock and Ethan was waiting in the parking lot of a forest preserve. This is where he 'd agreed to meet Asha ; a location that was n't too far from the company, apparently. He leaned against his small saloon as he looked for signs of approaching vehicles. His car was nothing partiality, but it got good gas gasoline mileage and got him around.

The false fur of his viking costume caused much of his consistency to scratch. It was a airheaded corps de ballet of fake hides and peel along with a set of plastic appurtenance. He had an axe, a round shell and a dual-horned Viking helm atop his foreland. Along with a pair of his fur-lined winter boots, it made for a"manly"decent presentation, or so he hoped. It was the trump costume the store had that matched Asha 's request.

In the length he heard the bellow of a turbo-diesel engine and a giant Chevy pickup truck cruised into his field of vision. The large, fateful vehicle glided up the small slope that led to the parking lot. Ethan squinted, trying to get a glimpse of the number one wood, but the half-tinted Windows made it difficult to see inside.

The motortruck came to a stop and parked just a twosome spaces from Ethan 's car. Within import the door opened and out stepped a long pair of black-booted stage. The rest of Asha shimmied out of the cab and her monumental form came into survey. The vision that trailed upward genuinely shocked him.

All eighty five inches of Asha stepped down from the foot rail of her motortruck ; her kit gleaming in the waning sunlight. She was wrapped in leather and latex from shoulders to toes. Her shiny latex top held up massive breasts and wrapped around her thick core snugly. The top was sleeveless, ending at her shoulders and revealing large biceps covered in colourful tattoos. Asha 's arms were seeable down to her elbows, where black latex baseball mitt took over anew.

A long, thick, shining leather bird covered most of her lower consistency, but ended a metrical unit and a half above the flat coat. Her leather thrill stuck out below them, molding to thick, powerful sura. Unsurprisingly, the boots had no hound. Asha did n't require heels to tower over virtually everybody.

Her thigh were enormous, bulging with muscle that had developed not only in the gym, but carrying around her giantess design. Her ass, likewise, was supersized, sticking out prominently and highlighted in slick magazine black India rubber. Her foresightful, dark whisker fell around her head in a silky wafture and her lips were painted deep ruby. Her midst, curvy soundbox filled out the fetish-wear nicely. Asha was a knockout in her Dominatrix costume !

She removed her tincture and clipped them to her tear. An amused smile spreadhead over her face as she stalked forward, closing in on him. Ethan straightened himself and approached her, the two fillet just a few feet apart. Asha put her hired man on her hips and raised an eyebrow, looking down on him haughtily.

"So, what do you think ?"

"Wow ! You really went all out ! You look amazing, Asha !"

"Thank you, dear. I see you decided to be a viking."

"They did n't give birth a lot of 'warrior'costumes, so this was the honorable I could do."

"It 'll work"she said with a wink."I hope you do n't mind, but I plan to fully enjoy my role while we 're at the party. You do n't listen a little theatrical role playing period, do you ?"

"Sure"he said with a sheepish grinning."I 'm ready to be adventurous."

"Excellent"she replied, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a thick, leather collar with metal studs."Then let the games begin !"

She walked around him, wrapping the strap around his neck and buckling it behind him. Ethan 's breathing grew heavy the finisher she got. The fragrance of latex, leather and her lovely perfume washed over him. His line of merchandise of sight barely came up to the walloping char 's bout. His consistency shivered as Asha took delay of him and secured the collar around his neck.

Her task done, Asha circled back to his front end. She looked him up and down, her smile growing wider.

"The brave warrior David, captured and brought to reheel. Now prisoner of the mighty mistress Goliath ! This will be fun."

"I dig it"Ethan replied, even though the suddenness of it made him a bit anxious. David and monster was one of the most well known stories within the Jewish custom. It was n't a tale that ended in David 's seizure. Still, if that excited her, he 'd trifle along. Ethan would 've agreed to almost anything to be in the comportment of this Goddess.

"I 've got a tether in the truck to really complete the flavour. Cmon ! Let 's get going. They promised pizza and I 'm starving !"

"Oh, yeah, I guess we 're taking yours ?"

"No way I 'd be comfortable in that little car. It 's exquisitely. I 'm used to being in the driver 's tail end. almost of my friend 's cars are too diminished. I 'll play you back when our date is over."

Ethan could n't take his eyes off her. She was Hippolyta come to lifespan in leather. It was all he could do not to drool."auditory sensation skilful. conduce on, Mistress goliath !"

A satisfied chuckle pierced her lips before she turned and strutted towards the truck. Her farsighted leather boot clomped on the pavement as Ethan followed, staring at her massive, shiny, bouncing rump.

* * * * *

*DING DONG*

anxiety welled up in Ethan. It was unmanageable not to be nervous when a fair sex was about to lead him, by a three, into a mansion of complete strangers. Asha glanced down at him as they waited and her beaming smile put him at ease.

'It 's just a costume, Ethan. Relax !'

The door opened and the odd couplet was greeted by a woman dressed as a crone. She, too, was dressed in leather, latex and a showy vinyl group enchantress 's cap. Silky, black mesh stockings connected the womanhood 's costume to her leather boots below.

"ASHA !"

"huisache !"

"So sword lily you made it !"

Asha bent down and the two noblewoman embraced in a warm hug. Once they parted, she straightened her back, tugged on the trio and gestured to Ethan.

"This is my piddling David."

"Oh, hello there David"sweet acacia said with a nod and a smile before turning back to Asha.

"That 's not my real number --"Ethan began, but trailed off, realizing she did n't care.

"Cmon in ! The miss were so commove when I told them you were coming tonight !"

"Awesome ! Is the food set ?"

The trio marched into the sizable suburban McMansion. Ethan followed on their heels as the ternary guided him forward. They walked through the foyer and the strait of tacky chattering indicated many node had already arrived. They stepped into a great living room that expanded into a dining room further down. Ethan scanned the seat and got his 1st look at the invitee. He realized quickly this was a different sort of Halloween party than he 'd ever been to before.

The medal, food and music were all the normal housing you 'd carry, but the the great unwashed were another story. The women were all dressed as muscular figures. Queens, witches, Dominatrices, Amazons, Goddesses and to a greater extent than a pair backside looking, aphrodisiacal debutante. Leather and latex were common, as were furs.

The costumes of the men were much more deviate, or at least for half the men. They were dressed as everything from Fred Flintstone to Socrates. The early one-half were much more uniform. Leather gimps and thrall monster took up half the room. Almost every man was on the end of a woman 's leash.

'Hmmmm. A theme is emerging ... But at least I 'm not the only one being led around .'

Asha was greeted by Sir Thomas More friends as they made their way to the banquet table. Ethan nodded and said hello to each couple as they passed. He tried his best to meet it cool. He did n't want to pass water it obvious this was his first prison term at an adult-themed Halloween gathering.

They reached the nutrient and the salivating Giantess scanned the smorgasbord as Ethan spoke.

"You did n't mention everyone else would be role-playing too."

"I did n't want to scare you off."

"I 'm not going to be whipped in nominal head of a springy audience tonight, am I ?"

"Not if you behave"she retorted with a wink.

Asha grabbed a plate with a slice of pizza and shoveled the fade into her oral fissure. She consumed most of it in three bites, requiring only two more to draw down the crust. Ethan stared up at her, fascinated. Even watching her eat resulted in a strange kind of magnetism. He could n't take in his eyes off her.

She grabbed a cup of punch and downed it in one swig like a snapshot glass. Asha finally noticed her viking slave with mouth love feast and chuckled. She grabbed another glass of punch and shoved it in his direction.

"Drink."

Ethan smiled and took the cup. He took his world-class gulp and balked, half-coughing as the hard potable made its way down his esophagus. He was n't sure what kind of liquor was in it, but it had substantial alcohol content.

"sanctum ... Damn, that 's got a kick !"

Asha 's brow raised."Adventurous, think ?"

He nodded and downed the rest of the heavily spiked punch."Yes, fancy woman"he responded jokingly with a grimacing face.

She took the cup from him and set it on the table. Smug atonement settled into her grin."Good boy. Now follow me. I have some more mingling to do."

For the future hr, Ethan accompanied her and listened to brief conversations between Asha and many guests. They mostly consisted of pleasantries and remarks about how nice each early 's costumes were. The collared men rarely said or did anything, unless directed by the bearer of their threesome. Some were instructed to kiss Asha 's boots.

'Damn, they 're taking this role-playing really seriously !'

As the night went on, Asha would shove several more cup of the punch into Ethan 's workforce and demand he drink. He obeyed every sentence, not wanting to disappoint his date. Seeing her interact with the others, her aura of confidence and how practically compliancy they showed her only increased his infatuation for the bulky Goddess.

After one cup too many, not only was Ethan 's buzz beginning to flood out him, but he realized how badly he needed to pee.

"Asha, I 'll be right back. Need to use the facilities."

He started off, but his advance was caught curt by a tail end tug from her strong arms. The leather collar constricted around his throat and Ethan was yanked back in Asha 's direction fiercely. Her easy grizzly optic glared down at him, cold as the grave.

"You do n't tell me. You ask permit ! And you address me as Mistress Goliath."

Ethan was taken aback. She actually looked miffed."S-Sorry, schoolmarm behemoth. Can I use the bathroom ?"

"You may use the toilet"she corrected him."I 'll take you."

She guided him through a wad of dancing Edgar Guest while tugging his ternary much more aggressively. They walked down a short hallway where she opened the door and shoved Ethan in. He got another surprise when he felt Asha 's operose curves just behind him. She followed him in and pushed him further into the small bathroom. Like most of the doors and entrance-ways they 'd passed, Asha had to fudge just to get inside.

He turned, shocked to find her beside him as he was about to take down his pants. She locked the threshold before turning back to Ethan and folding her arms.

"Go ahead"she instructed with a skanky smile."Do your thing. I want to see what I 'm working with here."

Ethan wanted to dissent, but he 'd already make in trouble for not sticking to his role. Plus he badly needed to make. His costume had no zip, so he pulled his pant down without delay. A steady stream of peeing hosed into the bowl as Asha watched.

The towering woman in Dominatrix gear giggled as she leaned side to side, observing his front and back."Mmmmm"she intoned as she reached one gloved hand down and seized his right-hand ass cheek."I thought I detected a ripple butt in one of those picture. Nice to see I was right field. And you have a cute picayune cock, too."

Ooof. There it was again. The c-word, but this time in relation to his penis. It was only four and a half inch when intemperately and he did n't want to think about what it measured right now in a common cold can. Not the compliment he would 've liked, but at least Asha was n't mocking him or running for the hills. That had to be adept news, right ?

His cheeks burned with embarrassment as he finished emptying his bladder. Ethan moved to take out up his drawers but he was interrupted by another firm yank of the leash.

"NO ! Not yet. You owe me something, first."

Asha wrapped a tattooed arm around his back and gripped the front of his torso with her open palm. She bent him down, his branch trapped at his position as she tightened her grasp around him. Ethan 's bare ass was hanging out. Asha grinned deviously as she got a close-fitting look at his plump little tush.

"You 're getting a round of spankings for speaking out of turn. Understood, David ?"

He was storm she was taking it this far, but Ethan had promised to be undefendable minded and adventurous. He did n't want the date to end badly. Asha was a woman who 'd stepped directly out of his pipe dream. Maybe it was the inebriant or jut how beautiful she was, but despite being a little weirded out, Ethan agreed.

"Yes, fancy woman Goliath."

*SMACK savour flavour SMACK*

"One ! Two ! Three ! Four !"

The gimcrack smack echoed through the can as her hand blistered his ass with unbelievable force play. Ethan let out a few grunts as the injury accumulated and his ass started to burn off. He bit down on his tongue, not wanting to cry out and let down her. Or perhaps that 's what she wanted ? He had no experience with this variety of thing. Either way, his pride told him to 'take it like a man'even as the painful sensation ratcheted up.

Asha 's strength was massive and each shot to his ass cheeks sent them rippling with fresh ache.

*SMACK smacking SMACK SMACK*

"Seventeen ! eighteen ! XIX ! TWENTY !"

Once she was finished, Ethan opened his eyes. He was startled to substantiate he was dangling over the floor. Asha had lifted him into the air in the track of her discipline.

She set him down and took a gradation back, a pleased smile on her case. The Brobdingnagian woman put her hands on her hip and waited for a reaction.

Ethan was overwhelmed. His nerve registered conflict emotions. This sort of kinky gambling was n't really his thing, yet he was in awe of her prowess. There was rake rushing to his cock purely from her ability to manhandle him so easily. On top of that, Asha seemed to be into him. Being desired, even in such an unconventional way, was a impression he craved after many yr alone.

"May I pull up my bloomers, Mistress goliath ?"

"You may"she answered. She watched as his half-hard cock and promising red ass disappeared under the faux animal-skin gasp."Now, let 's get another deglutition and find some more trouble for you to get into."

* * * * *

The loud diesel engine rumbled as Asha and Ethan cruised into the Night. Their fun even had grown hazier the longer it went on. Ethan must birth drank nine or ten cups of the punch before they left. Michael Jackson 's"Thriller"pulsed through the speaker unit and eerie moonlight crept down on the route between patches of dark clouds.

Even through his grogginess, Ethan was growing cognizant that something was off. More than 10 mo had passed since they left the party. They should 've been back at his car by now.

"Is this the way back to the parking lot ?"

"You could barely get in the motortruck. There 's no way I 'm letting you drive menage tonight."

"Oh ... yeah. That 's probably for the best. discharge me at a hotel then ?"

"Do n't be silly, Saint David. You can stick around with me tonight."

Ethan chuckled."Why are you still calling me David ? Is n't our persona turn over ?"

She shot him a lubricious glance."It does n't receive to be."

His optic grew astray as saucers. A iciness shot through Ethan 's body and he could n't separate if it was from reverence or machination. Maybe both. Asha seemed so violent, grievous and sexy. It did n't sound like he 'd be sleeping alone tonight if she had her way.

"You mean ..."

"I 've enjoyed our little game"she interrupted him."So, why do n't we keep playing ? It 'll be a night you wo n't forget. I promise."

He laughed nervously."I do n't even love if I can get it up rectify now."

Asha 's looked his way again, a assuasive swing entering her voice."Do n't you worry your pretty little promontory about that. Just let schoolmarm Goliath carry control."

His body tingled with giddiness at the thought process of this Giantess overwhelming him again.

"I can do that."

* * * * *

Everything that occurred between Asha 's garage and her bedroom was a frantic fuzz. Once she parked the truck, the dark-haired Goddess crossed to his side and kissed Ethan as he stood on the foot rail. It was the only fourth dimension their faces had been stage and she used it to sink her hooks in deep. When the long candy kiss was over, she helped him down. Asha tugged his trine and led him into her swank rest home. Ethan was only too well-chosen to comply her like a love-sick puppy.

The trip through her kitchen, the survey of her life way and the journey down a long hallway revealed Asha was a fair sex of considerable means. Ethan did n't take long to canvass her riotous piece of furniture, collection of antiques and multiple framed workings of art. He was ushered into a bedroom hurriedly and his costume was torn from his body in short-circuit order.

Once the mighty woman had disrobed all but his boxer briefs, her smiling turned devilish.

"Hands behind your back"she instructed as she crossed to a toy breast and dug through it. As she returned, Ethan could see a set of thick leather cuffs with a short metal Sir Ernst Boris Chain dangling from one of her custody. Asha motioned with the other for him to sour around.

Any hesitation Ethan might own had been banished by booze, a deep tongue kiss and the stunning vision of a leather-clad Amazon in passion. She wanted him and Ethan had never wanted a woman more in his biography. He turned and gladly offered Asha his arms. In a hot min, she buckled the cuff around his carpus securely.

"check right there"she commanded as she stalked back to the chest and rummaged around some more.

When she returned, Ethan got a surprise as a blindfold was pulled over his fount and the domain went dark.

"Sensory deprivation, eh ? Kinky."

"Mmmhmm"she acknowledged.

"WHOOOAAA ! ! !"Ethan lost all good sense of balance as he was swept off his ft and slung over Asha 's shoulder.

"Relax"she assured him."I got ya."

She walked a 12 paces and ducked down, no doubt passing through the doorway.

"W-Where are we going ?"

"Somewhere fun, my fiddling David."

"What 's wrong with the bedroom ? ! ?"

"It does n't consume all the affair I need."

"What things ? ? ?"

Ethan felt her reach up with her unfreeze hired man and yank his drawers down fiercely.

*SMACK*

Her left ribbon scorched his already-sore ass. Ethan had lost track of the spankings she 'd delivered at the party.

"Stop asking immaterial doubt. You will speak only when spoken too."

Ethan 's queasy laugh returned as he started to wonder if he had n't bitten off more than he could chew."Yes, fancy woman Goliath."

"That 's better."

They traveled down the hallway briefly. A door was opened and Asha 's iron heel clomped down a long origin of stairs. The temperature grew ice chest and the smells of leather and synthetic rubber grew acute. Ethan could see nada but total darkness, but his other sense clued him in as the alcohol began to lose its sway on his brain. Their"role play"tonight had not just been some appliance of the party. Asha enjoyed this kind of play regularly and she had a dungeon.

Once they reached the floor, she carried him a piddling further before hefting his body and laying it down. Ethan felt the embrace of poise leather as he way laid on a prospicient, supple sofa. Asha turned away, but was back in moments. She pulled off his boxer briefs and tossed them aside.

She strapped leather handlock around his articulatio talocruralis and hold them together with a brusk concatenation, just like his mitt. She hooked her arms around his shoulders and pulled his body to the end of the lounge. Soon Ethan 's school principal was hanging off the balmy, leather arm-rest ; his vision upside down.

Unbuckling sounds rattled not far from his headway. They were followed by the unlax sound of a prospicient zipper. He could hear her leather skirt fall to the basis as a sigh of tone ending escaped Asha 's backtalk. After a few minute of silence, the suspiration was replaced by low moans as the moist sounds of finger's breadth on pulp pierced the still darkness.

'Holy shit ! Is she masturbating while I 'm laying here, bound ? ! ? She 's a super monster !'

Ethan had dreamed of pressing his facial expression into her giant star, moist muff all night. It seemed like his chance to please this humongous Goddess was finally upon him. He licked his lips in anticipation.

The blindfold was snapped off his head and there was Asha stroking an incomprehensibly vast duration of steamy, bulging cock.

"WHAT THE FU -- -"he started, but his words were halted by her elephantine hand completion over his mouth. Likewise, his spasm-like jump on the sofa was cut short by his bindings. All he could do was worm on the leather cushioning as Asha stroked herself up and down.

midst beadwork of pre-cum oozed from the tip of her enormous weapon and drooled down on Ethan 's neck and chest. His logical argument of sight was pushed down as she arranged his face just how she wanted it. It was then that Ethan caught a glimpse of her monumental scrotum. They were corresponding two overweight cantaloupes shining with leather-soaked perspiration.

Asha lifted her hired hand from his backtalk and immediately began slapping her cock against his face. Her rapidly hardening beam smacked into his mightily face. Then his left. The force of it took Ethan by surprise. It was aught compared to what her manus could do, but one does n't imagine getting slapped by a dick ; let alone it being painful. Asha 's weighty python smacked his look repeatedly, leaving lowly red bull's eye and globs of pre-cum all over his face.

She looked down at him sternly, her body pulsing with lust."Sorry to leave you upside-down like this, but there 's no way you 'd be capable to deep-throat me otherwise."

Asha brought the tip of her drooling weapon to his soft, sealed brim."Open."

Ethan 's back talk remained sealed. And yet, what could he do ? If he opened his mouth to protest, he was in trouble.

Asha held up a thick leather crop in her in good order hand, displaying it to her bound bitch-boy."I said, OPEN !"

He did n't budge. The reckoning was swift.

*WHHHHHHHHHAAAAPPPP*

The concern end of her craw slammed into his crotch and Ethan felt agony he did n't imagine was potential surge through his body. He belted out a yell, followed by coughing and retching. In his flailing and gasping, Asha shoved her thick, fleshy length into his gaping mouthpiece. Her long, lissom rod plowed down into his throat, plastering his tongue to the bottom of his mouth and bloating his cheeks to their maximum width.

"If I feel a single tooth, you 'll get five to a greater extent like that"she warned him.

Asha squatted down with her inviolable, substantive thighs and began sawing in and out of his mouth. Ethan got a swift object lesson in what it was like to gag on an eighteen column inch sausage. Actually, a sausage balloon would 've been more pleasant. The She-Hulk 's cock had the taste of sudor and leather and viscous pre-cum continued to dribble from its tip. The sludge-like substance trailed down his gullet as she seized his head on both English and began pummeling his mouth full-force.

*GWWWUULLCKK GWWAACKK GWUUUULLCKK GWWWOCCKKK SCHLLOOORPP SCHLLLUURRRP SCHLLLOOORRRPP SCHLLLUURRRPPP*

Ethan 's eyes bulged and watered as she sodomized his mouth powerfully. His dead body spasmed, unaccustomed to deep-throating anything, let along a monster length of cock. His convulsing trunk was kept in tick by the tight leather and metallic element bail on all four arm. All he could do was try to breathe around her heavy python and not panic as her hips grew ever closer to his face. Soon, her fat cum-sack was smacking into his nose and heart as she buried herself to the hilt in his drooling stretched-wide mouth.

"OH GOD ! ! ! THIS IS WHAT MOMMA NEEDED ! ! ! Suck it, Saint David, you little whore ! ! !"

Her pounding rosehip mashed Ethan 's head into the leather padding over and over. She withdrew a foot of tool from his velvety maw each time and plowed it back into his helpless trunk. With his pharynx stretched as astray as it was, Ethan could n't have closed his mouth if he wanted to. If felt like his jaw was going to unhinge any secondly as she fucked his face with abandon.

*SCHHHLLUUURPPP SCHHLLAAAPP GLOOORRRMMMPP SCHLLOOOORRRPPP SCHLOPPP GLURRRMMP GLORRRRRP SCHLLOORRMMPPP*

spittle and pre-cum leaked from his mouth and nose as Asha approached her culmination. Her footstep grew more manic and her glistening scrotum smacked into his fount with as much force as her cock had minutes ago. Ethan got an up-close aspect of her massive balls clenching as the well endowed Amazon buried herself deep in his throat.

"UUUNNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Her nuts shuddered against his eyeball as tenacious streams of steamy filthiness fired through her cock and hosed into Ethan 's interior. A river of hot, creamy custard rushed into his stomach as the Goddess wailed in culmination. Her copious emissions backed up, flooding his mouth and nasal bone passage as spurts of slick cum drizzled from his cheek. The deluge of strong, glue-like spurts went on for forty seconds as she drained her balls in her new fuck-toy 's mouth.

"Ahhhhh ...."Asha gasped in delectation as she pulled her mighty cock from his lips with a wet slurp. As much as she was enjoying her new cock scabbard, she did n't want to overwhelm him in his very number one feeding. Ethan gasped for breath, his breast panting as pungent nougat filth was coughed up and ran all over his face.

Asha laughed wickedly and admired the scene of her despoiled cock-slut for a few bit before disappearing from view. He gasped and wheezed, his air passages slowly unclogging as thick come slid from his nostril and lips. When she returned, Ethan barely got a glimpse of her face through cum-slathered eyes before a fat rubber ball was shoved into his mouth.

The thick gag was instantly bathed in the foul smelling batsman. It locked a considerable quantity of jizzum in his mouth, the pungent library paste no longer capable to escape his cheeks. She buckled the cruel leather harness around his head before standing back and taking up her crop once again. She swatted his chin lightly as his repress outcry mingled with viscous choking noises.

"You need to get used to my taste, so you 'll be wearing that for the rest of the night."

Just as his breathing had returned to formula, Asha placed her hired man on his articulatio humeri and pushed Ethan back down the sofa a ways. Laughing haughtily, she turned and lowered her gigantic ass on his face. Ethan muttered panicked gibber as the two gigantic mounds of ass flesh lowered onto his head.

Asha 's massive ass cheek crushed Ethan 's top dog into the leather padding. She had to weigh at least three hundred dog pound. Probably closer to three fifty. If it had n't been for the flabby, pliable leather, she might have broken his face.

She shimmied her bulbous hindquarters all over, enjoying her new hindquarters as Ethan squirmed below. The gag and deluge of seminal fluid was uncomfortable enough without his face being squeezed between her behemoth, rank glutes. Asha lifted herself every now and then, giving him just enough air to rest conscious before lowering her bulk back down and enjoying a rest on his squelch face. Time became meaningless as the enormous Amazon queened him again and again.

Ethan was still in a daze when Asha picked him up like a rag bird and carried him to his next ordeal. She brought him to a sturdy wood and alloy stockade and began loading her former fuck-pig into its iron-clad expansion slot. As she released his hands and legs from their chains, he offered what meek resistance he could, but his posture was decrepit compared to the well muscled Mistress Goliath.

She forced his coat of arms and legs into new cover one by one and locked them anew. Within minutes his head and paw were sticking out of the holes in the front of the stockade. His rear and ass were exposed behind him, defenseless with his leg handlock chained firmly to the floor.

Ethan felt the poise touch of metal as some kind of twist was fastened around his penis. He yelped as his Ball were pulled through a much-too diminished hole and the sinister toy was ratcheted and locked shut over his pathetically humble, flaccid dicklet.

"Most cock John Milton Cage Jr. allow the slave 's tool to get somewhat hard. This one allows no erection whatsoever. Your sorry little button-dick is going to appease a button-dick from now on !"

Ethan 's anterior naris flared in his outset show of anger as Asha cackled at his predicament. He 'd only been wearing it for a minute and his clod ached brutally. He cold sense the rigid steel pressed against his soft glans. He did n't desire to think about how painful it would be the next time blood rushed to his crotch.

Asha wandered off and examined her toys as Ethan looked on. By contrast, her penis was an impressive specimen even when limp. It hung from her pelvic girdle twice as long as nearly men 's cocks when they were hard. In time, she settled on a Cat-o'-nine-tails and withdrew it from one of her many toy racks. As she returned to the stocks, she sent the multi-whip whizzing through the air. The ill sound made Ethan 's every haircloth stand on end.

"I knew you 'd be perfect as my new David."

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

All nine lengths of the plait leather implement of doom raked across Ethan 's rear. He groaned into his gag as his soundbox shook. The neckcloth rattled and his lowly frame jolted the tiny bit his bondage would allow.

"Lonely fuck-boy with mild back talk and a nice, round little ass."

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

The tails lashed across his already wounded ass cheeks and Ethan screamed dull nonsense around his gag. All he could taste was rubber and jizz as fresh torment inflamed his excruciate bottom.

"And, if I 'm not mistaken, a fetish for big women ... That 's why you 're here, is n't it, bitch ?"

She waited a consequence, then let loose fresh hell.

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH* *WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

"MMMPPPGGGGGGGHHHHH ! ! ! !"

"I asked you a question."

"YETHHMTHHRHHH ! YETHHHMTHHRRGOLATTH ! ! !"

"That 's more like it."

She stalked around him, examining his leaping eubstance with an evil smile.

Asha sent one fusillade of whip flying up into his chest.

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

Two more across his backbone, now painted with reduce red lines.

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH* *WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

3 more into his already reddened ass.

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

*WHHHPPPPIIISSSHHHHHHHH*

Ethan 's trunk and legs quivered as the annoyance overwhelmed him. Her strength was atrocious. His nerve would be bloody hamburger soon if she did n't stop.

Asha tossed the lash aside on a nearby bondage board."Ah, would you count at that ? I 'm hard again already ! Ca n't guess why ..."

She glided one latex-clad deal up and down her shaft as she approached Ethan 's locked form. The monolithic meat projectile pulsed angrily, lustfully, ready to claim a new hole for the first time.

A bottle of lubricator was shoved into his pucker and squirted hastily. A thick stream of moth-eaten slime ejected into his depths, coating his insides with sebaceous goo.

"I could 've done this raw. I 'm way too commodity to you, are n't I, David ?"

"THANNNYUUU MMTTRITTTHHHH."

"Good. You 're learning."

Asha brought the fat glans of her cock to his small, stretchy pucker and pushed it in fiercely. Ethan groaned loudly as it passed through his fleshy ring, stretching it wide-cut. She moved in knockout and dissipated, ten inches of thick cock gliding into him without stopping. His arms and pegleg yanked on their dressing. The concentration camp creaked and shuddered as she entered him roughly. His sea of silklike flesh and the sea of anal retentive lubricant parted as her gargantuan schlong filled him beyond measure. As his muffled protests grew louder, she stopped briefly.

"I 'm barely halfway in ... Brace yourself, slut."

Ethan felt hard, latex-clad hands on his rosehip and Asha began pumping herself back and forth. The colossal cock began re-arranging his insides, sliding out a few inch and plunging base a bit abstruse with each jab. Her cock-head spear harder and further into his anatomy with each stroke, causing Ethan 's heart to pee again. He grunted and groaned into the slickness, cum-soaked testis gagging his mouth.

Asha moaned in intense gratification as she drilled into his ass further with each nookie. The mild ring of his pucker squelched as lube-drenched prick entered and exited unabated. This was what she loved more than anything, Stretching out a new slave for the starting time sentence. Molding his ass to the impossible dimension of her penis. Hearing the moist sounds of late dicking as her weapon system grew ever faithful to being buried in the ass of her bound David.

*SCHLUURRRP SCHLLOPPPP SLLLUURRRRPP SLLORRRRP GLUUURRRP GLLLOPPPP SCLOPPPP SCHLORRPPPP*

"Oh piece of ass ! ! ! Definitely picked the right one ..."

Her fucking grew frantic as her bulging cum pipe sank in ever farther. She was three quarters of the way to the hilt and Asha 's pleasure was building rapidly. She wanted to go testis deep before she came, but she did n't love if she could hold out. The ardent parsimony of his pleasant-tasting walls were firing off her steel endings like magic. Ethan 's around-the-clock grunting and the rattling of the stockade was turning her on powerfully.

"nooky sporting lady ... You wanted a big cleaning lady and now you got her ! Is it everything you hoped, DAVID ? ! ?"

"MMMMPPPPGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! !"

*GLORRRRP GLUUURRRP SCLLOPPPP SCHLLUURRRPP PLLAAP PLLAAP PLLAAP PLLAAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP*

Asha 's rhythm grew furious as she reached the degree of no return. She moaned like a womanhood possessed as her fat, fleshy cannon railed in and out of his lost rear. Asha fucked Ethan as fast as her hips could pump. Lube and pre-cum sprayed all over the floor as her balls seethed and prepared to unleash their second torrent.

"AAAAAHHHHHH ! OH GOOODDDD ! ! ! ! HHHHHMMMMMGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH ! ! !"

mistress giant did n't slack her fucking even as her glans burst with its second base salvo of ropy jizzum. Impossibly compact semen blasted from her tip, rippling into Ethan 's profundity and congealing in the furthest scope of his gut. He wailed into his gag as Asha continued shafting him right through her climax. With nowhere left to go, the cum doubled back, coating her thrusting cock before spraying from the seal of his anus.

Ethan felt his belly begin to protrude as Mistress colossus wailed and her fucking slowly came to a closure. Once her powerful thrusting had ceased, he could still finger thick nut bursting from her tip. It shot out in forceful bursts and pushed pile of clingy cum through every in of his digestive tract.

* * * * *

A beaten, bruised and cum packed Ethan lay in Mistress colossus 's bed, pondering his portion. He wanted to fall asleep but his flesh screamed at him and his stomach was filled with the Goddess'viscous semen. She had used numerous former peter of corporeal punishment on him throughout the night. Asha had locked him in two early cruel bondage devices and fucked his ass twice more before bringing him back to the background floor.

She was showering in the lavatory of the skipper sleeping room, not far from where he lay. Ethan wondered if he would ever try anything but her pungent come ever again ? If his ass had gone from"outlet only"to"entrance only"for dependable ? His fettered script, locked ankles and the cum-slathered gag in his mouth suggested those solution were obvious.

How long would she keep him like this ? Would she farm tired of him and let him go eventually ? Use him until he died from illness or injury ? Sell him into perpetual sexual slavery ? Or would he be there for a very yearn time ? Possibly until the end of a recollective lifetime ? Those answers were LE clear.

Ethan heard the suction stop of the bathroom light and a freshly washed Asha sauntered into sentiment. A silklike, flowing nightgown hung from her powerful, seven-foot frame elegantly. She studied his bound form for a spell before giggling to herself. She turned off the command processing overhead time illumination and crawled onto the bed.

schoolmarm giant surrounded him with her muscular, tattooed munition and massive ramification. She stroked him up and down, showing some tenderheartedness for the number one time since they 'd arrived at her home.

"I know it 's operose the first of all night, but I promise you, it 'll get easier. You 're going to get it on being my little cock sleeve, pain strumpet and thralldom slave. Is n't that right field ?"

Now that she was relaxed, Ethan wanted desperately to keep on her that way. He would give her no reasonableness to subject him to any to a greater extent punishments tonight.

"Yettthhh Miththreth Goliaff."

"Very commodity, David."

She shifted her eubstance into a"big spoon"locating. half of her weight leaned over and pressed him into the mattress firmly. Ethan felt her semi-erect monster poised at his backdoor. He knew that in the morning, or perhaps even some decimal point in the nighttime, he would be in for a very rude awakening.

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