The Wrong House
by DTM
Protective Muscle Mom defends her home against some nighttime intruders


"Steve?"

"Uhhhhh....wha....."

"Steve, get up. I think I hear something coming from the other room"

"Huh.....uh, what........what did you hear Amy?"

"Shhhhh, listen"

Close to a minute later there it was again. Another creak in the floor outside
in the hall, as if someone was moving around in their home. About half past 3
in the morning, theres no one who should be wandering around their house at
this time this night. Both of their children, 14 year old David and 18 year
old Cathy, were out spending the night at their friends houses.

The couple laid there in bed for another few minutes, checking yet again for
other suspicious sounds. Unfortunately, not long after they started listening,
they found more than one.

"Amy, I want you to stay in here. Im going to go check out what the Hell that
is going on out there, and Im going to lock the door as I leave. You remember
where we keep the gun just in case I......."

"Are you insane??? This isnt why I woke you up!!" she whispered back to her
husband of nearly 20 years. "Im not letting you go out there, Steve. Who knows
whats out there, and Im not having you get hurt trying to find out"

"Amy, I dont have time for this. I have a bat in my closet there, Im going to
go......."

"A bat??? And what if they have knives, or even a gun, what the Hell is a bat
supposed to do against that??"

"Shhhhh.......look, Im not just going to sit here and do nothing. What if
Cathy or David came home last night for some reason and we dont know? Im not
going to let them hurt our children, or you, you hear me! Now just do what I
say!" Steve softly replied.

"My God......what if David or Cathy did come home during the night?" she
thought to herself, as a fear that only a mother could have for her childrens
safety ran through her body. "OK.......I agree someone has to go out there,
but Im sorry Steve, I cant let you go. I would die if anything happened to
you, and Im not about to let you go out there and get hurt"

"Then whos supposed to go check, you???"

"Yes me, who else? Baby, please, listen to reason. You know Im in much better
shape than you are, and Ive been studying tae kwon do since I was 16. I can
handle whatevers out there a Hell of alot better than you could. Please, dont
get all macho about this and just listen to......"

"NO!......No dammit. You think Im just going to lie here while you go out
there? No way Amy!" he angrily, though quietly, replied. "No Fucking Way!!"

"You feel that strongly about this?"

"YES!!!.......so just listen to what I say and go.......Hmmmmffffffffff"

"Shhhhh baby.  Im so sorry, but Im doing this for you own good" breathed out
Steves protective wife, as she tightly nestled his head in between her firm
ample breasts. Softly flexing her muscular chest, wrapping her hard arms
tighter around the back of his head, she was closing off all the breath to his
lungs in an effort to gently knock him unconscious. Try as he might to resist,
Amy was way too strong for him, especially at a time like this when the safety
of her family was possibly at stake.

Being a woman that was mad with working out for as long as she could remember,
and Steve being a man that LOVED that type of woman, they had often used this
type of hold, as well as many others, as sexual foreplay for their nights fun.
So through the many years of doing this, she was quite adept at knocking him
out without hurting or damaging him in the slightest. "Forgive me, my
baby.......Itll be over before you know it" she softly cooed into his ears as
she kissed his forehead, putting a final flexing of her arms and chest around
his head, causing him to go completely limp and still. "I love you"

**********

Steve awoke some time later, lying wrapped snuggly in soft blankets on his
bed. How long had he been out, he had no idea. Rubbing his head, he slowly
began to remember what was going on, and what caused him to be in this
position in the first place.

Just then, as if on cue, several loud screams came from inside their home,
coming from the basement. He instinctively bolted from his bed, and ran out to
investigate, screaming his wifes name in concern as he did. Ready to kill
anyone who dared to hurt her.

"Amy!!! AMY!!" Steve yelled louder as he burst through their basement door,
following these high pitched screams to their source. What he found when he
did so, stopped him totally dead in his tracks.

There, in the middle of their basement, was Amy, holding an unknown man
dressed in black in what appeared to be an extremely painful bear-hug. His
feet dangling inches off the ground, his screams of agony echoing throughout
their basement. Amys arms and legs, and any other part of her body he could
see through her soft and silky nightie, looked so incredibly hard and full.
Definition and cuts showed throughout her entire body as she mercilessly
crushed this mans ribs against her own rock hard chest.

Upon further surveying the basement, Steve noticed two other similiarly
dressed men huddled in the far corner of the room. Signs of their beaten and
worn bodies clearly evident, they could only lay there in total fear at what
Amy had undoubtedly done to them, and was currently doing to their accomplice.
Several broken pieces of furniture, and even holes in the walls themselves,
showed Steve what these three men had been going through at the hands, and
feet, of his Amazonian wife.

Utterly focused on her job at hand, Amy wasn't even aware Steve had entered
the area. Her devastating hold on this man, and look of complete anger towards
them all, almost scared Steve himself to the point of running away, fleeing
from the woman he loved more than any other on earth.

"You bastards! You dare break into our home! Dare try to steal our
belongings!! DARE to hurt my very family!!!!" she continued growling as she
squeezed this man even tighter, causing him to scream out so much louder.

"Amy? Amy, what.....what are you doing?" Steve finally had the courage to step
in and ask.

"What does it look like Im doing? These men wanted to hurt us, Steve. Take
what was ours, and who knows what else" she spoke through her teeth, enraged
like Steve had never seen her before. "And do you know where I found this
one?"

"ARRGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!" the man Amy was grinding to dust yelled out.

"Baby? Honey......just.....just calm down, ok"

"I found him in Cathy's room. Looking at her pictures!! FONDLING HIMSELF!!!"

"AHHHHHHH!!!!" the tortured man screamed out again.

SNAP

CRACK

"God No......" Steve thought to himself. "....not Cathy.......not my baby
girl. Could she be right? Did they intend to hurt us.......to attack
Cathy.......My God......."

"But I caught them. I caught them all and dragged them down here, so I could
show them how wrong they were to break into our house, and leer at my
DAUGHTER!!" Amy spat out, as she picked him up over her head and threw him
against the wall near his "friends".

Her body pumping and flexing, her every muscle smooth, hard and defined. Her
slightly ripped nighttime attire, short and revealing as it was, made her look
like a true Jungle Warrior who had just captured her prey. She was not done
with these men, not done punishing them for their actions, not done making
them suffer......not by a long shot.

"Amy.....we need to call the police now. Ill go get my gun and watch them, and
you go call........."

"No"

"Baby, please"

"No!!  Not yet anyway. These men, these things, wanted to have a little fun
tonight at our expense......so whos to say we cant have some fun at theirs?"

Amy then made her way to the pile of moaning beaten men, picked out a new one
for her play-thing, and stood him up against the wall. With a grace, agility
and flexibility of the martial arts expert she was, she managed to balance
herself on one foot, forcing her other one against this mans vulnerable
throat.

"You remember what I did to you before, scumbag? You remember how easily these
legs of mine battered you senseless, reducing you to a crying whimpering
little mess??" she growled as she pressed her foot deeper into his throat.
"Well you aint seen nothing yet" She then released him of this hold, and in a
split second did a flipping back kick, landing her foot square against his
face, flinging him to the other end of the room.

"WOW!" was all Steve could mutter to himself, as he watched his gorgeous wife
beat these bigger men to pieces without so much as working up a sweat. Sure he
knew full well how strong and capable his wife was physically, but hed never
seen her be so totally brutal and punishing before. The playful "beatings"
shed given him all through their many years together he now realized was
NOTHING next to what she was truly capable of.

Just then something happened to him.  Watching Amy dominate and control this
situation as she did, using just her physical power and strength alone.

"Mmmmmm, I see my little chest smothering didn't knock you completely flat, my
darling" cooed Amy, looking over and down at Steves quickly growing erection.
"Ive got a few more lessons to teach them my honey, why don't you just move on
over to the sofa and relax" Red faced and extremely turned on, Steve listened
to his wife almost as if from fear.

Turning back to her pile of victims, she harshly grabbed the third one, and
like the others, lifting him up to a standing position. Amy then proceeded to
remove what was left of her silk nightie, leaving her in just a sexy matching
pair of bra and panties. In a combination effort to intimidate and terrify, as
well as arouse and stimulate, she began an incredibly powerful muscle posing
display. While never going towards the field of FBB as a sport, Amy full well
knew she had the body, and the attitude, to pose and move with the best of
them. Double biceps, lat spreads, ab shots, full thigh and quad poses and
lastly her husbands favorite pose, the Most Muscular. These series of poses
served both of their purposes, as the petrified man stood still in terror
crying his eyes out, her husband reaching into his shorts feeling his ever
thickening cock.

"Youre sorry you ever walked in here, arent you?"

"Y-yes....please, yes!!"

"Mmmmm, youre sorry you ever tried to invade our home and hurt my family,
right?" Amy continued, flexing her various muscular bodyparts as she did.

"Oh God Yes!! Please, Im sorry!!!"

"What do you think honey?" she turned slightly around to her very aroused
husband, "Do you think they've learned their lesson?"

"Oooooo no baby. I don't think they've even come close to learning.
Please.....please teach them some more, my darling"

"Oh yessssss, just the answer I wanted to hear" she spoke out, turning back to
her visibly shaken victim. "Sorry, I guess its time for class, Pain 101" Amy
giggled as she expertly drove her powerful fists into his stomach twice, then
flooring him with a slam to his face.

Over the next 2 hours Amy continued smashing, breaking and just all around
ripping into these 3 utterly outclassed men with all the fury and scorn of a
mother cub protecting her den. All the while Steve stroked and massaged his
cock, each scream and breaking bone causing him to moan and groan further with
sexual delight.

As their nights festivities ended, Amy looked every bit the Amazon Goddess
Steve knew her to be. The floor was littered with the unconscious and broken
bodies of her three victims, as she stood over them triumphantly posing with a
final double biceps for her muscle loving husband.

"My God Amy......uhhhh......I had no idea.......you could.....I mean really
could.....uhhhhhh"

"Mmmmmm......neither did I baby......neither did I" she cooed, as she
effortlessly picked him up off the sofa, and made her way up the stairs to
their bedroom to continue their fun even further. "Lets just see what else
your sexy muscle girl wife can do, lover. And don't worry baby.......this
time, Ill be gentle"