How I first out boxed my husband in the summer of 2015. 

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Obviously our lives have changed dramatically as we are now seven month's into
my (our) new life. My weight dropped to 145 from all the boxing training and
then I took 60 days off to concentrate on building muscle and here I am at 156
lean and super powerful and defined pounds. I AM LOVING LIFE now like never
before.

First, my daughters are my biggest fans and BOTH have begun boxing classes!!!
They were both far more athletic than me growing up and I did spend a little
time with them early on teaching them basic self defense but nothing hardcore
like I grew up with. After seeing my new body and witnessing 4 of my club
fights where I pulverized women their age they were convinced. For my oldest
daughter it became all too real when I beat up her fiancé! Yes I did, ha ha.

Both of my kids are great in every way and when my oldest announced her
engagement to Sean we were all very happy. They were engaged 60 days after the
first beating I gave my husband and when Sean wanted to ask his permission to
marry my daughter he did the smart thing which is, he told Sean to ask ME for
my permission. My husband was a fast learner and knew it was ME who ruled the
roost as it were. Sean was a very nice boy, bright, handsome and we were all
happy with him. Sean, I learned from a friend was learning how to box at a
nearby club. What I did was a little sneaky but I had to do it. After just a
couple of month's he started sparring, light stuff, 3 rounds of 3 minutes each
and full headgear and all. So what did I do? I arranged to spar with him but I
did not tell him. He was scheduled to spar at 8PM one night VS a guy in his
class and at the last minute I arranged for the gym owner to tell him he is
sparring some woman with a lot of experience which should be as competitive as
boxing a guy like him, he was told. Sean stands 5'11 and is a very handsome
175lbs and athletic and has a great body which makes my beautiful daughter
very happy. I made sure my daughter had no idea I was doing this.

Everything was arranged and my goal was to "educate him" that if he screwed
with my daughter there would be hell to pay. He entered the ring on time and
then I popped in wearing a baggy t-shirt and shorts so not give away myself as
best as possible and the full headgear would camaflouge me too. I also made
sure when we touched gloves I kept my head down so he could not look at me. It
worked!!!

When the bell rang I went after him big time and started right off with a
smashing overhand right to his face that dropped him for a good few seconds as
I retreated to a neutral corner. I looked over at the gym owner, who knew me
well, and he was just smiling and gave me the take it easy sign with his hands
and we both smiled. When Sean stood up I walked towards him with a more
measured approach and bobbed and weaved and started to pepper his face with
jabs, all landing. He threw some very awkward, as expected, jabs and all
landed on my gloves easily. I had him pinned against the ringpost and began my
deadly body attack, all done on purpose as I wanted to show him who is
mother-in-law is. I felt him weakening and I could have ended it I am sure but
I stopped and began landing body blows a few seconds apart but EACH one was
hard and powerful and when I knew there were 10 seconds left I hit him with an
uppercut to his jaw with 50% power and dropped him on his cute young and then
walked back to my corner. I sat there and watched the owner talk to him, give
him some water as he panted away. I kept my head down so to remain quiet and
heard the owner say "c'mon Sean you are fighting a woman, knock her the fuck
out and manup. I loved it, playing perfectly.

Round 2 began with Sean being more aggressive but not effective at all. His
punches soared over my head or hit my gloves and I punished the boy badly this
round. He could not move his head properly so I simply pummeled his face with
jabs and an occasional hard right hand that hurt him every time. A VERY hard,
full force uppercut to his gut basically cut him in half as he was bent over
holding his gut waving me off to stop the fight. With that, the owner jumped
in the ring and asked him if he can continue, at least 3 minutes past by as
the owner was trying to convince him to continue VS a woman. At this point
there were maybe 30 people watching this brutality. When he finally agreed to
fight some more he came at me gingerly knowing another shot to his gut and he
was done. As we came closer I landed an easy jab to his stomach and then I
went upstairs with a nasty uppercut catching him flush and a left right combo
and good bye he hit the canvas, not unconscious but close enough. His eyes
rolled back and he was prone on his back and that was that as the kid was
finished. As he was getting his act together I took off the baggy t-shirt and
revealed the real NEW me, wearing a sportbra showing off a body that now gets
more attention than I would have ever imagined. Defined arms and I dare say
bulging biceps, triceps and shoulders, a solid 4 pack of rock hard muscles and
still sporting my D cup. I stayed in my corner as the owner took his gear off
as he layed on his back and he was helped up and when he turned around he
stared at me like he was seeing a damn ghost. PRICELESS expression as I walked
over to him and hugged him and told him to follow me. He kept saying " I
cannot believe this" like hundred times as we went into a private room to
talk. I sat him down, all sweaty and beaten as I stood to showoff my body for
him and drill home what and who I am . He sat at the height of my abs as he
stared at them and then looked up as my breasts were just about hitting the
top of his head, I was laughing inside thinking that this poor kid was just
tko'd, and EASILY, by his soon to be mother-in-law. I told him about my
background and I told him about who I am now and I told him I would beat the
fuck out of him in ways he cannot imagine if he screwed my daughter and I then
told him to stand up. Standing way taller than me I went chest to chest with
him and then moved closer and close enough where my chest was touching his and
I felt his erection growing as I thrust my pelvis towards him. He back peddled
against the wall and I followed. I looked right into his eyes and said, Sean,
I know you are turned on, I can feel your cock! He blushed a bright red. Sean
I said, suffice it to say I know I have a great body, which he nodded his
head, and Sean, if I wanted to I would fuck you in ways you cannot imagine, he
stayed stone silent as I thrust my pelvis into his, I would and you would not
have a god damn choice!! Then as our bodies were basically one I did a double
bicep pose and told him to feel my muscles. He did and I knew I could have him
cumming in seconds so I backed away. Sean, I said, your fiancé WILL know about
this at some point ( I did tell her and my youngest daughter too) so make sure
you treat her well, OK? He had some tears welling up in his eyes and I walked
over and hugged him and told him that I understood how difficult this is but I
have been doing this for a long time so I understand. Be a good boy and I
kissed his cheek and he rested his head on my shoulders as I hugged him and
rubbed his back and backed away and told him I would see him later. This was
not a sexual act by me but instead one of showing him what I could physically
do to him, aka, beat his fucking ass, if he was an idiot. Yes, I was having a
ball!!!!!

This was a VERY VERY noteworthy happening in my life on many levels. I told my
husband later on after telling him that I had several affairs over the past
few months with people at the hospital but would not tell him who. He was VERY
upset and I know he was dying to fight me again. Telling him about Sean he was
in shock that I would do something like that. More because I was his
subservient little wife for 20 plus years, acting like his sex toy to be used
and abused as he saw fit, fielding his insults and hardly ever reciprocating
orally as I was told to give him his morning blowjob for god knows how many
years. Then telling him I was screwing other men he freaked out. Look I slept
with 4 other men, young men I should say, because they loved what they saw and
I liked what I saw and besides my husband I was NEVER with another man.
Sleeping with guys my own kids age and fucking them like they have never been
fucked was a heady thing for me. As in it was good for my head! My new
muscular body, thinner, tighter and MUSCULAR put me into a sexual frenzy that
allowed me to do things I only imagined and never did with my own husband. Sex
with him was me giving him a lot of blowjobs and 2-3x a week he would roll on
top of me and screw me, rarely did he give me anything else. Sad but true. But
now here I was with guys 25-31 years old and having amazing sex. No, boxing
never came up once between me and these guys and they all knew I was married
and even knew to whom as my husband practiced in the same hospital. I loved it
all knowing he could not do a damn thing.

When he found out about my affairs he did get loud and angry and I just
laughed in his face until he said " I should finally just beat the shit out of
you and make you my fat slut again where you belong". I was shocked at his
disgusting comment especially since over the past several month's I have
dominated him in ways that were new to both of us. I did not give him ONE BJ
since I beat the shit out of him, he showered me 20x since then, I had him
jerkoff for me 50x, I had him worship my muscles and I talked to him in bed
like a damn baby, like a damn woman 1/2 the time emasculating him to the point
of tears several times. I was furious at his comments and disgusted and wanted
to pay him back immediately. He made those comments in our den and I
immediately stood up and screamed at him that his comments were disgusting and
even though I was dressed I did this whole posing routine asking him if he
still thought I was fat and made sure to showoff my 4 pack and everything else
but I was seething. Stand up you macho guinea fuck as I got in my boxing
stance. Thinking I hit maybe 3 people in my life bare fisted but fuck him I
thought. STAND UP TOUGHGUY and say it again. I saw the look of fear in his
eyes but he had no choice but to stand if he was any kind of man at all and he
prided himself on being a "manly" man. As he stood up I took off my top and
stood there in my bra and I know he was able to see all of these muscles,
totally perfect at that point. My arms were bigger and certainly more defined
than his and like I said my 4 pack was defined and real where had shit. He
stood up and said " you really want to fight me again?" I said, FUCK YOU, you
want to fight me apparently otherwise you would not insult your own wife". He
said " you are a slut with some muscles big deal. Before he finished his
sentence I landed 4 of the hardest jabs I ever threw and the blood gushed out
of his mouth and nose as he stumbled back holding his nose as his eyes teared
up. I stood there in my boxing stance yelling at him " c'mon macho man let
mommy fuck you up again and make you cry like the bitch you are" GET OVER HERE
I yelled. He was so stuck now it was ridiculous. Instead of moving off the
wall he stayed there holding his bloody nose yelling back at me. " You fucked
other men, really?" I don't fuck you enough you fucking bitch?" I walked
closer and landed two more jabs on his hands that were covering his nose and
then a double right hook into his exposed ribs. All of those punches were fast
and hard and ALL of them elicited a painful cry from him. Now standing there
with one hand covering his bloody nose that was dripping down his chin on to
his nice new shirt and the other holding his ribs. What a sight. I said, cmon
toughguy where is the fight in you or do I have to knock you out again or
maybe rape your bitch ass with a spoon or something ( amazing what was coming
out of my mouth) or just make you cry again and take pictures of it this time.
Through his hand he said FUCK YOU. That was it. He was stuck on the wall
covering up his body parts and I ripped him apart with the next 11 unanswered
punches to his face and body. He ended up on the hardwood floors moaning in
pain like the weakling I knew he was. I was still so angry I cannot describe
it I was so over the top and I do NOT have a temper at all!!! As he was
bleeding and moaning I pushed him over so he was flat on his back and then sat
on his chest and pinned his arms down and began a long conversation. He
occasionally sneezed a huge blood splat on my body too. I told him all of my
feelings. There he was on his back, bleeding, hurt and intimidated as I sat on
his chest and pinned his arms to his side with my legs. I told him how much
EVERYONE loved the new me especially ME, how 2 of HIS friends have made passes
to me, YES THEY DID and they were both married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! How I fucked
those residents who were allover me asking me out despite knowing I was
married to YOU, I said to him. He was getting VERY agitated. He was squirming
around and his hands got free and he started hitting me in my stomach HARD
too. The first 2-3 got through and I felt them and then I tightened up and
like I said, not only am I naturally strong, really strong but from all the AB
exercises I have been doing I developed plates of muscles that he could not
penetrate. So there I sat on his chest as he was punching away like a Wildman,
for a good minute or more and it did nothing besides make me a little red.
Finally I grabbed his wrists and put them on his chest and laughed in his face
and told him how weak he was. I have never seen him so angry. I put his hands
back under my legs and then I began to punch him in his gut as I leaned back,
and being careful not to hit his balls I punched him a good 10x with each one
he yelled as I felt my fist going deeper and deeper in his gut. When I stopped
he could hardly breathe,it was absolutely fantastic. As I sat there, with his
hands pinned I was thunking how much better I feel about myself and how much
better life is now that I became a boxer again.

A good 10 minutes went by while he composed himself and I released his hands
and told him I would break his fucking nose if he hit me again and he nodded a
yes. Then I reached back and grabbed his hard cock and began to stroke it and
talk to him in baby talk again. Mommy is very strong, right? He looked up in
my eyes and nodded. I said Mommy wants to hear your answer or Mommy will slap
the fuck out of you. He said YES. I chuckled out loud, it was so embarrassing
I swear and I loved it. I was stroking his cock and continued talking to him.
Mommy is super strong, right? He said YES. I smiled. Mommy has really nice
muscles and a flat hard belly that is stronger than yours and Mommy just beat
the shit out of you a second time. He said Yes and had that orgasmic look on
his face. I stopped stroking his cock and he looked at me and I said, do you
have a problem? He said, uh well and I cocked my fist back and he yelled
PLEASE LINDA PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT HIT ME. I almost burst oud hysterical
laughing. I would never hit him like that but he was so intimidated it was
amazing. I said, now take that weak little guinea hand and stroke your little
cock for me like all my men do. I was having So much fun. He did of course and
came in seconds with me still on his chest. I simply moved my body up to his
mouth as he ate me out in muffled tones.

When I came I stood up and looked down at this beaten man, my cum all over his
face, his cum on his hands and legs and I shook my head and told him how weak
he is and I wanted a divorce IMMEDIATELY and I want him to move out within 2
weeks. He sobbed and begged me as I walked away to shower.

To be continued ... ... ... .