Christine owns me Part I
By Wildallways
How my wife took matters into her own hands


I was sitting at the bar, enjoying a rum and coke, killing time until my movie
starts in the theater next door when she walked in. She had a presence about
her and walked with a confidence up to the bar, taking a seat next to me. She
was about 5-6 with blond shoulder length hair and green eyes, wearing a loose
fitting green print dress with long sleeves. I've seen her in the bar before,
but this is the first time she sat next to me. I acknowledged her presence
with a smile and a nod of my head. She smiled back at me and it was the most
beautiful smile I had ever seen. She ordered a cosmopolitan and told the
bartender she was waiting to see a movie. I mentioned I was waiting to see a
movie also and asked her what movie she was waiting to see. As it happened, it
was the same movie as mine. She said her name was Christine and although she
lived in the area, she decided to treat herself to a weekend at a local hotel
and had wanted to see this movie for some time. I asked if she wanted to join
me for the movie and she instantly agreed. She asked if we could stop by her
hotel room so she could change out of her dress and I agreed.

I drove her to her hotel and she insisted I come up while she changed. It was
a suite style hotel, with a separate bedroom, which she went into to change
clothes. I waited in the outer room and she returned a few moments later. I
had seen Christine at the bar on other occasions, but she was always in a long
sleeve, knee length dress. She looked to be about 140 pounds with nice calves,
but when she walked out of the bedroom, my jaw hit the floor. She was wearing
a tight fitting blouse with shorts and tennis shoes. Her body was incredible
and lightly tanned. Although she was not overly muscular, I could tell she was
in incredible shape. Her biceps appeared larger then normal and when she moved
her arms, you could see the muscles underneath. Her breasts were normal size
and her stomach was flat. You could vaguely make out her stomach muscles under
the blouse. Her legs were her best feature. They were thick like her arms
without that muscular look but you couldn't help but tell her legs were very
powerful. Christine didn't have a bodybuilder physique, but it was evident she
was very strong and powerful while still retaining her femininity. My staring
embarrassed me, but Christine gave me another beautiful smile and said she
was ready to go. I turned and began walking toward the door.

As I reached for the doorknob, I felt Christine's hands on my shoulders. Her
grip was firm and I was surprised by this contact. She pulled me back and at
the same time she kicked the back of my knee with her foot causing me to kneel
down on my knees. She continued pressing down on my shoulders, pulling me back
with her hands, causing me to sit on my ankles. Christine was leaning on my
upper back, keeping me from getting up. As I was trying to comprehend what was
happening, her right arm worked its way around my neck, placing me in a
perfect sleeper hold. I reached up with both hands, grabbing her right arm,
trying to pull it away from my neck. I could feel the power in Christine's arm
and realized I was in trouble as I could barely mover her arm. I loosened her
sleeper hold ever slightly, but I could feel the effects of the hold and my
vision begin to darken. With her left hand, Christine grabbed my left arm
muscling it behind my back in an arm bar. She sat behind me, trapping my left
arm between her stomach and my back. She wrapped her legs around my waist
applying moderate pressure with her legs and increasing the pressure on her
sleeper hold.

She whispered in my ear that she had seen me in the bar and was attracted to
me. She was waiting for me to make a move and when I didn't, she told me she
decided to take matters into her own hands. I struggled to try and break free,
but her holds were too well applied and her strength was incredible. She said
I was now hers and there was nothing I would be able to do about it. She
whispered in my ear that when she was done with me, I would be ruined for all
other women and would only think of her and that she owned me from this point
forward. She increased the pressure on her sleeper hold, tightened her legs
around my waist and I faded into darkness ...