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"Are you sure about this?" Valentina's boyfriend asked dubiously, hefting a length of heavy gauge steel chain. Several lengths were left around the gym for lifters to add to their weights for a little bit of extra 'oomph' to each set.

"What did I say about doubting me?" Valentina lightly scolded him with an arch smile. Even after all these years together, the idea that he still had any doubts at all in his mind about her capabilities was almost cute in a way.

"That I shouldn't," he replied wearily, reciting the words by rote as he had many a time before. She had ways of defying his preconceived notions of what was possible. Even so, what she had just asked seemed silly.

"Right," she affirmed, placing her hands on her hips. Her shoulders blasted outwards, openly defying door frames everywhere. He couldn't help but drink her in. She was the very definition of the word 'mighty'. At rest, she radiated an aura of pure, unstoppable power. Her smile only deepened when she caught the stirring monster between his legs. He was so very predictable, she thought with a sexy grin. His arousal only made her stronger, and her strength made her aroused in turn. She delighted in showing off, and delighted even more in blowing minds.

"Even so, babe, this is some pretty heavy steel," he said, holding up the thick chain for emphasis. The weight of it made his cute little biceps twitch.

"Just do it like I said, wrap it around my arm," she presented her heavily muscled arm and wiggled it a bit for emphasis. The huge sinews rippled and bucked beneath her freckled skin.

"Okay," he capitulated, moving in to coil the chain around her bicep. Even unflexed it bulged mightily, larger than his thigh. Individual muscle fibers were visible beneath the skin. Fat veins pulsed with rushing blood, forking like bolts of lightning the entire length of her arm. Her creamy, freckle-laden skin was every bit as soft as a woman's skin should be, but the muscles beneath already seemed to defeat the steel chain he was wrapping around her bicep. If it could talk, the chain would've forfeited. She was a dynamo of heat and power. The sparse hairs on his arm seemed to stand on end by her presence. The chain It was just long enough to curl around twice, and even then it was a rather snug fit. He lashed the hook through one of the links and tried to push a finger underneath. It was a no go.

"Are you sure that's not too tight?" he asked in concern. She leaned in and planted her soft lips upon his.

"It's supposed to be, sweetie," Valentina gently reminded him. She held her arm out to inspect his work. The wrapped chain didn't budge as she experimentally swung her arm a bit. It groaned and protested when she curled her bicep, but otherwise held. "Good," she commented, giving him a seductive wink.

Valentina moved over to the cable machine that was prepped for the little experiment she was about to conduct. The plug was fit snugly into the bottom plate, ensuring it was maxed out. The pulleys were set to above shoulder-height. She reached up and snagged the handles as they twisted in the air-conditioned breeze with an underhanded grip.

"Alright," she intoned, flicking her red-gold bangs out of her royal blue eyes. She cast those eyes her boyfriend's way to ensure he was watching. His undivided attention was fixated entirely on her. His shorts looked ready to explode. She grinned and purred, "Ready?" she asked him rhetorically. He nodded. "Okay."

"Hup," she grunted, pulling the huge stack of weights into a set of hero curls. Her biceps sprung to life beneath the thick, heavy chains. Flesh seeped through the links as they pulled tautly over the enormous peak. She squeezed her muscles tightly with every rep. The weight was fairly light. Even with the custom plates put in, they barely registered as heavy to her powerful muscles. She might get a decent pump with enough reps, but that wasn't the focus here.

The chain got tighter and tighter with each pull. She could feel it digging into her skin. The links were warping, being stretched beyond the purpose for which they were forged. There was simply too much bicep. It wouldn't be long now.

"One..." she counted down the reps, voice tinged with slight strain. "Two..." Valentina curled slowly, holding the stack of weights aloft for a moment, letting the blood swirl around in her veins for a moment. She turned her blue eyes over to her enraptured boyfriend. He was so cute when he was enamored with her. The massive erection saluting her efforts was a delightful prize that she would claim eagerly, but first things first.

She let the weight settle back at resting position for a beat, extending the moment, heightening his tension. She flexed her fingers and tightened the muscles of her arms. Her biceps were at the precipice, crouched like a caged tiger ready to pounce. The tortured chain quivered around her rumbling muscles, begging for mercy, but she had none. Her boyfriend's eyes were pinpricked in anticipation, unwilling to tear themselves away from the display of might imminent. Enough teasing, she thought, squeezing the handle of the cable once more.

"THREE!" Valentina announced dramatically, pulling the cable as powerfully as she could.

KER-SNAP! The chain exploded around her bicep, casting shrapnel and torn apart links outwards. The chain plummeted to the floor with a loud heavy thump and clatter like a dead, bisected snake made of steel. Her mountainous muscle reigned supreme. She let go of the handles, sending the stacks down to the floor with a massive, foundation crumbling boom. She maintained her triumphant flex, pumping her arms, trying to get the feeling back into her once wrapped up appendage. The creamy skin was reddened, and deep gouges were imprinted into her flesh from the sheer tightness of the chain.

"So," she purred, turning her attention back to him. "Whaddiya think?"

"...Wow..." he whispered hoarsely, caught in a trance by the sheer strength of her muscles. She giggled randily.

"C'mere," she breathed. He fell over himself to do so, crushing his little body up against hers. She curled her other arm around his shoulders and presented her bicep in front of his face, wordlessly displaying her might to him. His breathing quickened with each pump of her arm, making the peak ever larger and larger before his very eyes. At last, as she hoped, he launched himself forward and began kissing her muscles. His lips reverently graced her skin. He cooed and murmured sexually, unable to kiss enough of her arm. Valentina chewed her lip and squeezed her moistening thighs together. She loved being worshiped. It made her feel so sexy and powerful. She was goddess at that very moment.

Valentina pulled him away from her arm, causing him to stare at her like she was mad. She pulled him in against her chest and coiled her arms around his sexy little body in a gentle bearhug. Without effort, she lifted him off the ground, leaving his feet to dangle freely a couple of inches off the ground, and kissed him deeply. Her tongue invaded and filled his mouth, effortlessly dominating him with a simple kiss. He moaned, giving himself to her willingly. She squeezed and caressed his skinny little body gently, delighting in how small and weak he was compared to her. The enormous column of flesh between his legs knifed heavily into her rippling abs, leaving a streak of wetness wherever it crossed. They broke, heaving great, impassioned and much needed breaths for a beat.

"You're so strong," he whispered with reverent intimacy.

"Mmm," she replied, squeezing him a little tighter to give him a taste. It would be so easy to crush him into paste, but she would never do that. She loved him too much. "Now then," she murmured sexily, setting him back down onto his feet. She hooked the waistband of his shorts with her hands, and cupped his flesh with a gentle squeeze. She rocked them down over his hips, unleashing his monster, drooling with precum just for her.

"About my prize..."

Description
"Are you sure about this?" Valentina's boyfriend asked dubiously, hefting a length of heavy gauge steel chain. Several lengths were left around the gym for lifters to add to their weights for a little bit of extra 'oomph' to each set.

"What did I say about doubting me?" Valentina lightly scolded him with an arch smile. Even after all these years together, the idea that he still had any doubts at all in his mind about her capabilities was almost cute in a way.

"That I shouldn't," he replied wearily, reciting the words by rote as he had many a time before. She had ways of defying his preconceived notions of what was possible. Even so, what she had just asked seemed silly.

"Right," she affirmed, placing her hands on her hips. Her shoulders blasted outwards, openly defying door frames everywhere. He couldn't help but drink her in. She was the very definition of the word 'mighty'. At rest, she radiated an aura of pure, unstoppable power. Her smile only deepened when she caught the stirring monster between his legs. He was so very predictable, she thought with a sexy grin. His arousal only made her stronger, and her strength made her aroused in turn. She delighted in showing off, and delighted even more in blowing minds.

"Even so, babe, this is some pretty heavy steel," he said, holding up the thick chain for emphasis. The weight of it made his cute little biceps twitch.

"Just do it like I said, wrap it around my arm," she presented her heavily muscled arm and wiggled it a bit for emphasis. The huge sinews rippled and bucked beneath her freckled skin.

"Okay," he capitulated, moving in to coil the chain around her bicep. Even unflexed it bulged mightily, larger than his thigh. Individual muscle fibers were visible beneath the skin. Fat veins pulsed with rushing blood, forking like bolts of lightning the entire length of her arm. Her creamy, freckle-laden skin was every bit as soft as a woman's skin should be, but the muscles beneath already seemed to defeat the steel chain he was wrapping around her bicep. If it could talk, the chain would've forfeited. She was a dynamo of heat and power. The sparse hairs on his arm seemed to stand on end by her presence. The chain It was just long enough to curl around twice, and even then it was a rather snug fit. He lashed the hook through one of the links and tried to push a finger underneath. It was a no go.

"Are you sure that's not too tight?" he asked in concern. She leaned in and planted her soft lips upon his.

"It's supposed to be, sweetie," Valentina gently reminded him. She held her arm out to inspect his work. The wrapped chain didn't budge as she experimentally swung her arm a bit. It groaned and protested when she curled her bicep, but otherwise held. "Good," she commented, giving him a seductive wink.

Valentina moved over to the cable machine that was prepped for the little experiment she was about to conduct. The plug was fit snugly into the bottom plate, ensuring it was maxed out. The pulleys were set to above shoulder-height. She reached up and snagged the handles as they twisted in the air-conditioned breeze with an underhanded grip.

"Alright," she intoned, flicking her red-gold bangs out of her royal blue eyes. She cast those eyes her boyfriend's way to ensure he was watching. His undivided attention was fixated entirely on her. His shorts looked ready to explode. She grinned and purred, "Ready?" she asked him rhetorically. He nodded. "Okay."

"Hup," she grunted, pulling the huge stack of weights into a set of hero curls. Her biceps sprung to life beneath the thick, heavy chains. Flesh seeped through the links as they pulled tautly over the enormous peak. She squeezed her muscles tightly with every rep. The weight was fairly light. Even with the custom plates put in, they barely registered as heavy to her powerful muscles. She might get a decent pump with enough reps, but that wasn't the focus here.

The chain got tighter and tighter with each pull. She could feel it digging into her skin. The links were warping, being stretched beyond the purpose for which they were forged. There was simply too much bicep. It wouldn't be long now.

"One..." she counted down the reps, voice tinged with slight strain. "Two..." Valentina curled slowly, holding the stack of weights aloft for a moment, letting the blood swirl around in her veins for a moment. She turned her blue eyes over to her enraptured boyfriend. He was so cute when he was enamored with her. The massive erection saluting her efforts was a delightful prize that she would claim eagerly, but first things first.

She let the weight settle back at resting position for a beat, extending the moment, heightening his tension. She flexed her fingers and tightened the muscles of her arms. Her biceps were at the precipice, crouched like a caged tiger ready to pounce. The tortured chain quivered around her rumbling muscles, begging for mercy, but she had none. Her boyfriend's eyes were pinpricked in anticipation, unwilling to tear themselves away from the display of might imminent. Enough teasing, she thought, squeezing the handle of the cable once more.

"THREE!" Valentina announced dramatically, pulling the cable as powerfully as she could.

KER-SNAP! The chain exploded around her bicep, casting shrapnel and torn apart links outwards. The chain plummeted to the floor with a loud heavy thump and clatter like a dead, bisected snake made of steel. Her mountainous muscle reigned supreme. She let go of the handles, sending the stacks down to the floor with a massive, foundation crumbling boom. She maintained her triumphant flex, pumping her arms, trying to get the feeling back into her once wrapped up appendage. The creamy skin was reddened, and deep gouges were imprinted into her flesh from the sheer tightness of the chain.

"So," she purred, turning her attention back to him. "Whaddiya think?"

"...Wow..." he whispered hoarsely, caught in a trance by the sheer strength of her muscles. She giggled randily.

"C'mere," she breathed. He fell over himself to do so, crushing his little body up against hers. She curled her other arm around his shoulders and presented her bicep in front of his face, wordlessly displaying her might to him. His breathing quickened with each pump of her arm, making the peak ever larger and larger before his very eyes. At last, as she hoped, he launched himself forward and began kissing her muscles. His lips reverently graced her skin. He cooed and murmured sexually, unable to kiss enough of her arm. Valentina chewed her lip and squeezed her moistening thighs together. She loved being worshiped. It made her feel so sexy and powerful. She was goddess at that very moment.

Valentina pulled him away from her arm, causing him to stare at her like she was mad. She pulled him in against her chest and coiled her arms around his sexy little body in a gentle bearhug. Without effort, she lifted him off the ground, leaving his feet to dangle freely a couple of inches off the ground, and kissed him deeply. Her tongue invaded and filled his mouth, effortlessly dominating him with a simple kiss. He moaned, giving himself to her willingly. She squeezed and caressed his skinny little body gently, delighting in how small and weak he was compared to her. The enormous column of flesh between his legs knifed heavily into her rippling abs, leaving a streak of wetness wherever it crossed. They broke, heaving great, impassioned and much needed breaths for a beat.

"You're so strong," he whispered with reverent intimacy.

"Mmm," she replied, squeezing him a little tighter to give him a taste. It would be so easy to crush him into paste, but she would never do that. She loved him too much. "Now then," she murmured sexily, setting him back down onto his feet. She hooked the waistband of his shorts with her hands, and cupped his flesh with a gentle squeeze. She rocked them down over his hips, unleashing his monster, drooling with precum just for her.

"About my prize..."