Master Wife




She was proud of how immense she had become. Just a month into their marriage
her husband had taken a contracting job overseas because it paid a great deal
of money. Justine was not unhappy to see her husband go - more time for her to
play. With his fat paycheck coming in, she soon quit her low paying job and
began to hang out at a local gym. Her goal was to pick up on eligible guys to
help pass the time while her husband was away. This was no problem for Justine
who possessed a strong body, flat stomach, superb ass, and a pair of DDD tits
that allowed her to attract whoever she wanted to. Shortly after she began to
hang out at the gym, Justine decided to begin to do some work with the free
weights. To her surprise, she was much stronger than she thought. In a couple
of weeks, she had not only significantly increased the weight she was using
but her body was undergoing dramatic changes. Muscles were appearing
everywhere and the more muscles she saw the more she wanted. Justine became
totally committed to lifting heavier and heavier and getting bigger and
bigger. The idea of seeing how big she could get controlled her and to her
great delight she continued to grow at a remarkable rate. By her third month
of lifting she easily could out do all but the strongest guys at the club. All
it took was the "proper supplements" and she soon supplanted them as well.
Justine noticed something else as well - the bigger and stronger she got the
meaner she got. She had become nothing short of an aggressive bitch - but with
the size and strength to back it up. This did not disappoint her quite to the
contrary she loved the fact that she was the biggest, baddest bitch around and
no one dared mess with her or get in her way. One day a man was working out on
a peace of equipment that she wanted to use. When he did not immediately get
up, she lifted him up, slammed him to the floor, and delivered a side kick to
his unprotected abdomen. She was heard laughing the next day when she was told
that the man had suffered such severe internal injuries that he required five
hours of surgery. That incident fueled her need for violence. She loved
beating the stuffing out of whimpy males. At the same time she began to
restrict her male partners to those with huge muscles and immense cocks. She
had several regular lovers - all much more skilled than her now almost
forgotten husband.

As the time dragged on and her husband was still away, Justine settled into a
comfortable pattern - get up, lift, make love to a lover, lift, find several
whimps to destroy, make love to a different lover, and go to bed with a third
lover. And all the while her biggest concern was how big she could get. She
was now so strong that no two guys in the gym could lift as much as her and
still she wanted more - much more muscle. She did make time for some shopping
trips and had not trouble spending the absurd amounts of money that her
husband was making and direct depositing into their account. She bought an
ultra expensive sports car, expensive jewelry and clothes, and a necklace with
the words big bitch in gold and both "I's" dotted with three caret diamond
stones.

One day when she returned home from one of her sessions, she noticed a
suitcase in the middle of the floor. She didn't think her husband was due home
but truth be told she had not talked or written to him in month being way to
caught up in her new lifestyle. She heard a shower running and ran into their
room to put on a robe to hide her new body from her husband. She had a
surprise for him and intended it to be very painful. Her husband emerged from
the shower and came into their room wearing a towel. When he saw Justine
sitting at the end of the bed he immediately lit into her about not responding
to his letters or calls and not being at the airport to pick him up earlier in
the day. As Justine looked at him, she was struck by how tiny he was and
wondered what she saw in him other than his immense wealth. Despite his anger
he advanced towards her indicating that he wanted her to "make it up to him."
As he reached for her she stood up quickly and told him her body was now off
limits to him unless he could pin her in a wrestling match. He laughed seeing
as he had always easily controlled her in play wrestling in the past.

When her husband arrived in the living room several minutes later the entire
floor was cleared of furniture. He was wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt and
already telling her what he was going to do once he pinned her. They began
circling each other and as they did Justine dropped the robe. The look on her
husband face was priceless. His wife still had an athletic body and a superb
ass but her flat stomach had given way to a six pack and her current tits
dwarfed her old DDD and her body was packed with muscle. As he gazed she
hissed at him, "Still think you can pin me, you worthless worm. It will take
me less than a minute to destroy your tiny body and turn you into my personal
bitch." She dared him to knock her off her feet - he could not get her to
budge. She dared him to hit her hard and three of his hardest punches made no
impact. "Is that all you got whimp boy," she growled. "I am going to have such
fun destroying you." She picked him up with ease and slammed him to the
ground. She stood over him with hands on her hips and said "The new me hates
two things - anything small and whimps - and you are both." With that she
lifted him up and held him against the wall delivering several body blows,
being careful to pull the punches a bit so as not to kill him." She grab his
body and through him in the bath tube running the cold water over his face to
wake him up. She reached down and placed her hands on the side of his face. A
little inward pressure crushed his jaw and as he screamed in agony his mouth
lay open. She looked at him and laughed again. "Here is your drink before
dinner." And with that she peed into his open mouth. "You better swallow every
last drop - you don't want to risk making me angry." She looked down at him
and delivered another blow to his stomach and she knew that she had done some
harm. She turned him over and returned wearing a gigantic strap on. "I have a
date coming over tonight so you will have to find your own way to the
hospital." He then felt tremendous pain as the unlubricated master cock
pierced his ass. The more he screamed the more she laughed. She pumped over
and over again all the while reminding him that she was the total and
undeniable boss and he was nothing more than her toy. A toy she vowed to break
over and over again. His only value was his bank account and she was rapidly
draining that. Once that was drained the toy would be of no use to her.

He passed out and came to in an ally with the paramedic standing over him. The
paramedic looked at his ruined body and said - who did this to you. The pain
was too intense for him to answer. Never mind that the paramedic said as the
ambulance pulled up. Whoever did left this note - "I went easy on you tonight.
I will be ready to truly annihilate you when you get out of the hospital."

Back at home Justine was enjoying her date. It was by far her biggest and must
muscular lover and she was recounting to him how she had so utterly destroyed
her husband and how great it made her feel.

To be continued