KID MUSCLE
Strat0071964
“Boys!” Called young Rafe Alexander, the young powerhouse nicknamed Kid Muscle. “I’m gonna show you how to wrangle down and break one of these wild pieces!” His hand clenched Wonder Woman’s butt, squeezing.
“Let me go!” Shrieked Princess Diana. She’d heard the boasting boys going through their macho stuff in the park. They’d been playing a hilltop fight game called king of the mountain.
Rafe had challenged her to fight him. Whistling at her like she was a dog, waving his hand in invitation. His hare was a dark red, eyes green, and seemed to glow. Bare-chested, jeans and shows.
“Come on girl, here girl,” Rafe called. “What’s the matter, honey, you scared?”
Sighing, for the amusement of it, Diana trudged to him. She felt the eyes on her curvy figure, and shaking large bosom.
Rafe flexed his arm muscles. A savage smile on his freckled face. He whistled at her. “If I win, I’m get your body.” He chuckled. “If you win,” he snickered. “Whatever you want, sweetie.”
Diana just shook her head.
“Now,” He flexed his muscles again. “Get over here and kiss these guns.”
Their combat started. Rafe jumped her. Suddenly, Diana found herself pinned under the smirking boy. Glaring into her deep dark eyes, he still wore that grin. His own eyes seemed as if they glowed.
She should be able to toss him off. But she was struggling as the boy held her. “M-ughh!” Diana grunted. Then his lips came down on hers.
“Now, who’s your man?” He demanded.
Squirming, she finally freed herself. Desperate to regain control, they spun around and battle. His hands grabbed for her breasts.
The boy jerked her top down, excited cheers blasted around them. Then he buried his face in her massive breasts.
“No!” Diana screamed. Her power was fading, she didn’t understand why. Her heart raced, was he draining her power? She pushed at him as he chewed a nipple.
As Rafe lost balance, she pushed him away. Then stood, sighs and grumbling echoed as she readjusted her costume.
Faster than expected Rafe sprung up and was on her again. Diana went back down, he slapped her face. Then stripped her costume away and tossed it to the crowd.
“Now, let’s see those puppies,” Rafe growled. Grabbing her long hair, he twisted one of Diana’s arms behind her back. She grunted as he forced her onto her knees and spun her around so all could get a good look at her beauties.
Fear now filled the amazon. Rafe moved to grab her breasts and caress them. Tears fell from her eyes. Her arms clenched, she jerked her elbows back and into him.
As Rafe Reeled back, Diana sprang to run. “Oh, no,” Someone yelled, getting in front of her. “You aren’t going anywhere!"
She shoved him out of the way. Then, her own lariat settled around Diana’s waist, pinning her arms. She started to sob, “No, please!” Rafe marched to her, a mean look in his eyes as the others cheered.
“Good job Sid,” He told the boy who’d stripped her.
He grabbed hold of Diana’s hair. “Pucker up babe.”
Crying, she obeyed as Sid exposed himself. Rafe then pressed her lips onto the other boy’s meat. “M-mmmm-mfg!”
While she was there, Rafe took his belt, and began whipping her rear. Diana’s mouth opened to wail, and Sid slid in. “No-ungh-oh-mm.”
Then Rafe grabbed her hips and stroked them. Others lined behind Sid. Rafe drove his own power tool into the heroine’s rear. Grunting and moaning, she sobbed, unable even to beg them to stop.
A collar and leash were placed on Diana. Rafe jerked the leash, and stretched her out on the ground. Her body quivered as he settled onto her and kissed over her breasts.
“Who’s your mane?”
“You are sir, you’re my man,” She croaked. “I’m your slave – forever.”
Rafe laughed, His organ pounded inside her.
After taking her to his home, Rafe put Diana to work on assorted chores, mowing the yard, cleaning the house. Then making dinner.
She settled into a corner with a dog food dish and water bowl. Rafe fed her scraps with his hand.
In time, her belly would grow with the baby’s he put in her.