The collision of ideas - 1
by BusterKing



He was attracted to her at first sight. He thought that she was slightly built
and had a very beautiful face. A replica of a dream house wife from a
semi-traditional-quasi-liberal girl educated at both India and the USA.
Nothing explained better than the word lust that he had for her. He was ready
to do whatever to get her.

She was no less smitten. He had a decent body, but she knew that her judgement
of his strength was accurate to the dot. She had plans, and no one would know
until long, until he sees her.......

They did get married and had all signs of an ideal marriage. Neither of them
wanted kids and the mutual undestanding alone drove him wild. He bought some
of the best traditional dresses for her, exploring the depths of his taste
like he could have not possibly imagined. She looked gorgeous and
conspicuously healthy. Even the worst infections that he had scarcely affected
her. She never got a cold or even a mild cough from a rapid summer downpour.
They were caring and loving each other so well. He finally got too greedy.

One day he was confessional. He started talking to her. He always had wanted
to try and armwrestle her. He had never gone up against a woman and that alone
made him despair and pine for meeting a strong woman. It was very hard to
judge women's strength, and let alone other issues, it was well nigh
impossible to publicly challenge a woman. The society alone would frown upon a
man having such foolish thoughts.

She was proud of her judgement. So it had to come to this! She thought this
was just ripe to milk him, and make him despair more.

She played hard to get and he was unrelenting. After a month, she finally
spoke to him. "You have to agree to one condition, whether you win or loose".
He was so eager he could hardly refuse. She said, "For each armwrestle you
want, you have to stand naked, handcuffed and blind-folded with your legs
spread apart by an iron cast that holds your legs 2-feet apart at your feet
for one hour. If I win, I decide the length of time you're secured. You cannot
sit down or bend no matter what or else you have to be punished!!"

Nothing turned him on more than this idea of a restraint. What the hell!! He
will pay her if need be.

In full agreement, they started the match. It was only when he felt her firm
grip that he swallowed hard. Her so "slim-arms" housed some well-rounded
muscle that he had never expected. He started early to put her down and his
hand was down in 2 seconds!! He was appalled that he had lost, actually lost,
to his wife. He tried and tried but in vain. She effortlessly held him for 15
min without a sweat and alternately, gently, firmly, and forcefully brought
him down. After 15 tries, he was almost exhausted and brain dead. She then
remarked, "Well, your turn now!". "Yes honey, but we do not have the equipment
now!!"

Boy, did she ever have a good laugh!! She suddenly slapped him hard! "Hey, I
am not an idiot, follow me to the cellar!!"

She the lifted the carpet and the heavy central tile almost effortlessly. He
was suddenly afraid, but consoled himself. An hour in a restraint, how hard
will that be!! His trick had failed and he had no idea of the price. She
unflinchingly and calmly restrained him, and said, "Well my dear wimpy boy!!
You are not strong and you fought me, but I will cut you a deal. If you can
stand up for one hour, you do not have to do 15 hrs. If your back bends or
buckles, you are out!! And also all mine to play with!!" He smiled and agreed.
This was getting to be quite erotic. His penis was rising, and not that she
had not paid attention. He was gaining his strength back, and his arms were
not tied up which would have tired his shoulders and back very quickly. And
then .............. "aaeeooaaaaooouuuaaiiiiiiaaaiiiiee!!!!"

A pig in pain could not have sounded worse. He was squealing and his belly
felt like somebody had punched him hard and the hand hd gone thru' and was
twisting the nerves and muscles into pulp!! His manhood, he had no idea how to
describe the feeling beyond his shriek!!

She had suddenly kneed him very hard in the balls!!

He tried to stand up but there was simply no way to control his pain. His
knees were buckling and his back was bent but he had no support either!! He
was fallin', falling', knees buckling....

And then came the thunderbolt. His head was reeling already when she grabbed
his naked balls in her hands. She began squeezing hard, hard, hard. By now she
was completely aroused!! His shriek only accelerated her orgasm and she was
excited by a huge rush!! He buckled and his pain was getting worse as he was
pulling his ball sack away but the balls were still in her tight grip.

She however left him within 2 mins. She had won again and he was gonna be
shackled up for a while!! Her own pet boy!!

She had no intention of busting his balls, why do so to the most useful and
tender tool that would create pain undescribable to any one?

Of course, she knew more methods, what were all those free times of the day
worth if her research was not fairly thourough about punishment methods? Well,
a rainy day is certainy worth waiting for to use them, just to break the
monotony.