Muscle

Michaelangelo couldn't remember much of what happened. Just that everything went black for him and now he woke up to a strange surroundings, though he was being carried by two people, everything was still too blurry to make out anything just that one supported his upper body the other his legs.

"He's waking up."

"Don't worry about it we're almost there anyways.."

Finding it fairly hard to keep his eyes open Michalenagelo tried to move his head side to side but couldn't see anything but bright lights once he was set down by the two pair of people.

Both Rita and Dan sat down Michaelangelo's body on the padded mat floor, Rita was a raven haired female wearing a black robe which she soon shed to reveal her black leather bikini which revealed her muscular frame. Dan was a average looking man her companion which was somewhat muscular himself. And both had gotten their hands on the mutant turtle by surprise after weeks of planning for their own little purposes , now they've finally attained their prize.

The couple kneeled over Michaelangelo's body as they began to strip him of anything he had on, kneepads, elbowpads, his belt and finally his mask, all were tossed aside. They stood over him afterwards studying him.

"He'll be up in a second then we can start"

Rita smiled a small lustful smile as she licked her lips. "That drug should fade off just about anytime now.."

Michaelangelo began to turn his body a bit feeling the worst he's ever felt, whatever was given to him or done to him left him definately exhausted. His vision was still a blur as he could make out bright lights shining upon him as well as the blue of the matted pads below him. He barely got to all fours when he was suddenly pulled up to his feet by the muscular female with ease then striken in the center of his plastron by her fist which made him fall to his knees once more.

"You started yet Dan?" The female's voice called out as she stood over Michaelangelo's shaken form. He assured her as he stood behind the camera recording Rita's actions. "Yup go for it babe!" She smiled back at him as she kneeled down in front of the fallen turtle and began to pummel his plastron more with her fists until he had fallen onto his back.

Michaelangelo began to cough and groan as he writhe in pain on the mat, though his vision was clearing he found it hard to move as her strong punches had knocked the air out of him. Rita stood over him yelling to get up as the cameraman continued recording this one sided beating. As Michaelangelo found himself barely moving to all fours ago, he pushed up suddenly to his feet, nearly losing his balance he stood in front of her. "W-wait...w-what's go-" He found a loss at words only emitting another groan of pain as Rita's strong fist found itself against the center of Michaelangelo's plastron, making him slump forward onto her body his head lulling forward onto her shoulder.

Her large arms wrapped around his body easily and under his arms as she pulled him closer beginning to squeeze his large form against her own, her large leather covered breasts squeezed tightly against his plastron front as it actually began to hurt him. He groaned more in pain begging and pleading to stop. "No..wait..." Michaelangelo gasped for some air as he felt her grip only tightening more. His head shot back as still in his weakened state tried to grasp onto her shoulders trying to pull her off of the bearhug. This only encouraged her to squeeze him harder, the cries of his pain only enticed her more.

Though he was in a bizzare position for himself he'd never felt before he found it hard not to get slightly aroused by being pressed against a large human woman, though she was muscular and tall she still felt warm and smooth against him. Taking those thoughts to the back of his mind he wondered at the moment if she would possibly crush him, he couldn't help but be at her mercy.

After a while Rita laughed and finally let go of the turtle, his shell hitting the mat as he groaned in pain breathing heavily to catch his breath. Before he could move she was already ontop of him, straddling his plastron as she looked down upon him. Mikey weakly moved his head up. "P-please..no more..." Rita smiled and leaned forward her breasts pressing against his plastron once more as her face was close to his. "What was that? " she asked in a light tone. Michaelangelo was about to speak but instead grunted in pain as he felt his sides being squeezed tightly. Rita's thighs began to press against the turtle's sensitive sides squeezing him, his head fell back as he winced in pain, almost as if his plastron was going to crack in half under the tremendous power of her strength compared to his own.

Rita moaned in pleasure as she felt his body cringe under her submissions, his cries of pain was enough to take her over the edge though she waited. "Say you give in! Go on!" Michaelangelo's body arched in pain as his hands tried to grasp onto her, her hands quickly taking his wrists and forcibly pulling his arms down pinning them to the mat above his head. Her thigh muscles tensed more as she squeezed harder, making him cry out louder in pain til he couldn't stand anymore. "No...please STOP!" He grunted as he tried to overpower her by lifting his arms against her grasp and trying to move out of his current position below her. Her hands kept their grip on his wrists as she after a moment again pinned his arms to the mat, letting out a loud cry of pain he finally stopped, his body fell completely limp.

Rita wiped her brow of any last bead of sweat as she sat up slightly, unstraddling herself she sat beside his body as ran her hand slowly up and down the center of his plastron til it trailed down to the portion between his legs. She began to rub that portion of his plastron lightly with her fingertips. "Don't you have anything to show me?" Michaelangelo's legs twitched at the light touches of her hand. His eyes opened slowly as he felt her rub between his legs harder, finding it hard not to get in an aroused state though he was still upset and confused by everything that has happened so far.

He let out a moan mixed with a cry of pain as her hand grasped the portion of plastron between his legs with her hand and squeezed tightly as she could. "Now the real fun begins.." Michaelangelo heard her as her body lowered to position herself between his legs, parting them easily to make room. "Let's see.. Ooooh" Michaelangelo's eyes shot wide open.

To be continued

Thanks for reading I hope to get part 2 up soon, sorry if this was written badly I am sorta tired.