Chapter 1: The Lioness

I get the usual stares as I am told to take a seat and that Mr. O’Shea will be with me in just a minute. I know what I look like. I have spent the last 20 years or so trying to look my best and to be the best. I think I have done pretty well for a girl who started out tall and skinny.

I had no self-esteem when I was in high school. Everybody picked on me. One day a gym coach saw what was happening and invited me to start working out with her. Now 20 years later I have four Miss Olympia titles and two Miss Muscle Universe titles. Everyone in bodybuilding knows my name.

Let me describe myself for you. I stand 6’ 2” tall in my bare feet. A girl never tells her weight, but I compete in the super heavy class. I am solid muscle and black as coal. My hair is cut in my signature Mohawk style, shaved on both sides and long, straight and dyed blonde. It falls to my shoulder blades. My fingernails are trimmed to a point. They are painted a dark yellow so that they resemble claws. My toenails are the same color. I have on a gold-colored dress that ends above my knees and forms around my surgically enhanced breasts. Losing body fat means losing breasts and that was something I did not want to give up. My gold 5-inch spiked heels make me stand over 6’ 6” tall. I love looking like the biggest and baddest in the room. I am Leona, The Lioness, Wilcox!

But like I said I get a lot of stares. Most men wonder what it would be like to fuck me and about half the women wonder what it would be like for me to fuck them.

The door opened and my attorney Tony Green walked into the office. As he shook my hand he asked, “Leona, have you seen Robert yet?”

“No, not yet.”

The door opened and this tall nice-looking man came out and greeted Tony. I was introduced and asked to come into his office and take a seat.

“Tony tells me you need our help with a problem. As I understand it you are being blackmailed. Is that right?”

“Well not exactly,” I reply. “It is a little more complicated than that.” Robert holds up his hand and stops me from further conversation. He pushes a button on his phone and gives an order for some guy named Sam to come to his office. In seconds his door opens and in walks this handsome man. His eyes meet mind as I hear Robert start to introduce me.

“Sam this is...” that was all he got out as Sam finished the introduction.

“Leona, The Lioness, Wilcox. I have been a fan of yours for years.” He took my outstretched hand in his like he was going to shake it but then turned it over and kissed the back of my hand! His lips felt wonderful! He took a seat next to me and asked how he could help me. I looked at Robert then at Tony. They both had startled looks on their faces.

“Sam, I did not know you were a fan of female body builder competitions.”

“I like strong, athletic women, female body building and female beach volleyball. Both sports appeal to me. I guess we all have our fantasies. Don’t we?” That turned the conversation back to me.

“I retired from competition last year. I bought a gym here in town with the help of Tony. This young couple became members and over the past couple of months we became “close”. They always came in just before the gym closed and I started helping them with their workouts. The woman is very pretty and is very submissive. From the beginning it was clear that she wanted me to dominate her and for her husband to watch. It all started in the massage room. I got her on the table and stripped off her clothes. Her husband sat and watched as I rubbed oil on her naked body. This girl is white, she never goes out in the sun. She is a real snow bunny if you know what I mean?”

All the men’s heads nod in agreement.

“Well, one thing leads to another and in a few minutes she is orgasming on my fingers. The husband is jacking off in his chair. My head goes between her legs and she never stops her moaning and screaming. I jerk her up and place her head in my crotch and she never misses a beat. She sucks and laps on my clit until I also climax. This little scene has been repeated a couple of times a week for the past month. Then yesterday I get these pictures in my e-mail. Along with a video. They got the same in their email. They think it is me doing the blackmailing and wanting the money.”

I hand the phone to Sam and he stands and the men look at the porn pics and then the video. I am used to men looking at my body but this is the first time I have ever been in a porn scene

. I am more than a little embarrassed.

Sam looks at me and says, “Do you have any cameras in your gym?” “No, I do not allow cameras in the gym and have signs up saying so.” Sam again sits by me.

I look at Robert and say, “That is what makes me so mad. This was done in my gym and it looks like I am part of the blackmail. I assure you I had no knowledge of this. I admit that I am bi-sexual but I think the whole world knows that. I have never done any porn photos or videos and I do not want this getting out on the net but it would not hurt me if it did. But this young couple could have a lot of problems. He is an accountant and has his own business. It could ruin him. The wife is the daughter of an evangelical preacher. As I understand it he is not in good health and she is afraid this would kill him. That is why I called Tony. He told me you could help. I really do not know what to do. I get so mad when I think about this...”

I was starting to sweat, my hands gripped the arms of the chair like I was going to break them off. My voice had gotten almost hoarse with rage ... then it happened.

Sam pried one of my hands off the arm of the chair. He said, “Leona, look at me. This is just a reaction to the testosterone. Breathe, Leona, deep breaths, in thru your nose out thru your mouth. That’s it. Keep looking at me. Get her a glass of water.”

“Leona I am going to help you. Everything is going to be fine. You just calm down and let me handle all this. Trust me Leona.”