I’m a strong girl, and by strong, I don’t mean silly things like patient, tolerant, hardworking or …

What I mean is: I actually beat up guys, pull down their pants and fuck them in the ass with a strap-on, dildo or anything at hand.

I have been doing this since I was a little girl. I’m going to tell you how it started; how I began with a 22 year old guy while I was merely 9.

I started watching porn quite early, when I was in elementary school. Back then, me and my friends (all girls, more or less like me) had formed a gang in our school. We constantly beat up boys who were rude or had no respect for us or other girls. We were also in porn exchange business and made quite a fortune by renting out and selling porn.

I was interested in male and female bodies. My body and mind was also much more mature than an average girl in that age.

But one thing puzzled me. Women were always depicted as sex toys in porn. Men had the upper hand and did what they wanted during sex. Women’s rule was simply pleasing men.

That wasn’t how thing were around me. I could single handedly beat up any boy I wanted. Together with my friends in the gang, I even undressed some boys to their skin, although what I witnessed was totally uninteresting: Just a tiny, useless and hairless appendage which we could hardly call a dick!

I wanted to see, touch and play with a large hairy cock, something like the ones I saw in porn. More importantly, I wanted to be superior, show that women’s rule is not being a submissive sex machine. I wanted to change the stereotypes which depicted women like that.

So, I needed two things: 1) A grown up man with a manly body, 2) A way to make him do what I wanted.

Since the man had to be much older than me, I couldn’t use physical force to make him do it. I had to black-mail someone.

Luckily, I knew the perfect case. I had a cousin. He was 22 years old and a real loser. He drank like a fish and smoked weed. Since he hardly kept his cheap job and couldn’t afford all that weed and booze with his own money, every once in a while he pretended that he is studying, taking some kind of course, or made other excuses to ask his parents for money.

I knew his secrets, and he couldn’t afford to be exposed. So I threatened to expose him if he refused to show me his naked body and let me play with it.

Of course, he refused at first and pretended that he doesn’t care or take me seriously, but I knew just how vulnerable he was.

I don’t want to bore you with the details of our arguments and how I finally made him do it, so I just fast forward to the part when he submitted:

We stood in front of each other. Me, a 9 year old girl, arms crossed, with a victorious smile on my face; He, a 22 year old man with a desperate and scared face, blushing in shame!

He began taking off his clothes. His body was super hairy, as if he had not shaved it in years. He took off everything, except his underwear.

I yelled: “What are you waiting for? Take it off!”

He moved his hands to the sides of his underwear, but couldn’t pull it down. Perhaps he was too ashamed.

I was eager to see it, but he was too slow, so I lost my patience. I attacked him yelling “Take it off!” and pulled down his underwear myself.

A large hairy cock fell out. It was big and long, but it wasn’t erected at all – more like a piece of hose in size of a pen.

It was the first time I saw a cock up close (the tiny useless boy “dick”s don’t count!). I grabbed and began discovering it. I remember it was warm and flexible. I could sense his pulse while I was holding it.

A hairy sack of balls was hanging bellow it. I touched and squeezed it a little and got a general idea of what it contains. I knew it was a vulnerable part of boys, since I had kicked them in the balls several times. As a punishment for his delay to give me what I wanted, and also as a mean to show him who is superior, suddenly I squeezed his balls hard.

He screamed and tried to move back. I eased the pressure, but kept his balls in my hand and ordered him not to move.

I kept discovering and touching his crotch. I noticed his penis was getting hard little by little. I knew the cause. No matter how men feel about you or the situation in general, touch them a little or show them something sexy, and they will get an erection!

I grabbed his penis again and moved my hand back and forward. It got erected as much as it could.

At that moment I felt sorry for him. His erected cock was even bigger than what I had seen in porn. But this idiot preferred booze and weed over women who would have loved his cock.

Back in school, whenever I (together with my gang) undressed boys, I usually put something in their asses. Cucumber was my first choice. So I decided to perform it on him too.

I ordered him to turn around, which he did, revealing his hairy ass. I grabbed a cucumber, and since I never wanted to touch his ass, I ordered him to hold his butt cheeks open.

I penetrated him with the cucumber. He screamed and said he couldn’t take it. I reminded him of our arrangement and the fact that if he refuses now, all he has done so far will be in vain. He had no choice but to submit.

I slowly pushed the cucumber inside. I could hear him moaning in pain. I pushed it a little further and asked:

“How does it feel?”

“It’s painful. Please don’t do this.”

“Oh! But it’s still at the tip. I’m going to push all of it inside!”

“NOOO! That’s impossible!”

“We’ll see. I’m going to try and you have to take it.”

“No! Please! I’ll do anything you want! Anything but this!”

“Anything I want? You promise?”

“Yes!”

“Okay.”

I pulled back the cucumber. He was relieved. I had a few ideas about what I can make him do.

I enjoyed watching men masturbate in porn. I asked him to masturbate in front of me.

He began rubbing his penis, but he was clearly not in the mood. He had lost his erection, perhaps as a result of the severe pain he suffered during the cucumber penetration.

After several minutes of trying, he said:

“It’s not working.”

“You have to make it work. We are not finished until you empty your last drop of cum!”

“But I can’t. That is technically impossible.”

“Just shut up and masturbate!”

I realized he was right. He needed something to arouse him. But I didn’t want to touch him again. I didn’t want to be the direct cause of his ejaculation, since that was contrary to my purpose.

Suddenly I came up with an idea which was very exciting for me, and more humiliating than arousing for him.

I undressed in front of him. I took off everything I was wearing and said:

“Here, look at me and masturbate you fucking pervert.”

In just a second, his cock got fully erected! Men are truly pitiful creatures!

He kept rubbing his cock and panting while I was watching him with a victorious smile. It was good to know that my body could arouse a man in that age.

It took him ten more minutes to cum. He emptied his penis on a paper towel. I smelled and tasted it a little. The taste was salty, but I liked it and I still do.

I felt horny. I wanted him to please me the way I had seen in porn, so I lied down and ordered him to lick my pussy.

I felt a warm tongue on my pussy, which is a very good sensation for any girl. It was my first time. He kept licking me and I was starting to see how sex feels like in reality. The pleasure was immeasurable. Not only I was having my first sex, I had also accomplished my purpose. I had proved that real women are not weak or sex toys. They can be superior. I felt stronger than ever.

Time passed slowly until I had my orgasm. Aside from the sexual pleasure, it made me feel more mature and confident.

Lastly, I had him kiss my ass several times. When I was finally done, I ordered him to lie down on the bed. I sat on his stomach and squeezed his nipples a little to show my higher position, and explained the plans I had for him afterwards.

I was going to bring my friends to enjoy doing all those things to him together after that. He was shocked to hear it and refused to accept it, but I reminded him this fits perfectly well in the definition of "anything I wanted", also, I had had a good look at his entire body and could describe his bodily features perfectly, so I could have claimed he had deceived me into having sex with him, and cause him a lot of trouble.

He was forced to obey me. I told him he should clear one afternoon each week for us afterwards. I brought a friend or two each time I paid him a visit.

Our arrangement lasted for years.

Later, when I was in high school, I got tired of him and also had a ton of good boys and girls to enjoy. But I could use some extra money. So, I turned him into my whore and charged the other students for taking them to his show. It was mutually beneficial since he found a new source of income and I kept half of the money as my commission.