Rescue
By jimconar@yahoo.com
A man is rescued by his amazon wife.

The day had just begun and my wife and I were ready for our planned vacation to 
Mahabaleshwar one of the hilly tracks in India. We were out for 4 days in a fine 
hotel. We both were excited about the vacation and had planned full-fledged sexdom.

I would love to describe my incredible wife who I believe is not only strong for a 
woman but also stronger than most of the strong men. She carries fervour to pin 
down any fuckin asshole. Her strength not only lies in her muscles but in her 
sanguinity and also in her strong-mindedness.  The buoyancy she shows at any 
phase of life is worth an ovation. The way she confronts against anything is like 
anyone would brazen out the meanest enemy. I love her for that. This is her real 
power and strength. She is strong from her mind as well as her body. Also, she is the 
most practical person I have ever met. I am all hers. She gives me all the pleasure I 
would need, right from satisfying my female muscle fetish to a dominating yet a 
loving and caring wife. She has the strength to defy a bull. This was just a 
description of the inner-self my beloved wife.  

To describe her physical beauty I would need more words. She is very beautiful. 
The first look at her can never tell anyone about her strengths. Her eyes are 
magical and can draw attention with its gleam. I love to look into her eyes, 
which always tell me that what can a woman become. Her eyes silently shouts the 
glory of being a woman is determined to rule the world. At the same time, it 
speaks about the care and love she can shower on a person who can respect her 
feelings and love her for what she is, one who can give all the importance and 
attention to her. She has a medium stature of 5ft 5" whereas I stand 3" taller 
at 5ft 8". She is very aggressive in ferocity. At a glance, she might look a 
stocky and a little overweight girl with broad shoulders. I would admit that she 
has really broad shoulders. She had not been doing any weights. She was all natural 
and gifted person. Her forearms were thick and hard. As soon as she makes a fist
her forearm would bulge and nerves would show out. Her wrists were strong and broad.
It use to just fit in my hold. The tightening of her fist resulted into stiffening of
her biceps. It would harden like a wood. Here is an honest confession to demonstrate
the strength in those arms. She had once given me a bear hug out of her love, I asked
her to tighten it to the extreme strength. She did tighten it just to loose my
breath literally. I was dizzy and fell to the ground and found myself being carried to
a bed. I had to rest for couple of hours and was served with cold water by my beloved
wife. She then came and whispered in my ears "You should'nt ask me to do this ever
as I cannot take it if anything happens to you." I was pleased to hear those words.
She later told me that she had expected that the extereme hug could make me cold so
she had applied only a fraction of the strength. I bet a bear hug crush from her 
could kill anyone. I am proud about it. I would cover the feat in leg muscles in 
another story. I would still mention that she has huge thighs and calves. Something
I enjoy thoroughly.

Coming back to the main story where we had planned for a four day vacation in a 
hilly area. We had reached the place on time and were enjoying the cool weather
during the summers of India. We reached in the morning took a little rest and had
out bath together. During the bath, she always flexes for me and would apply soap
all over her hardened body. It would arouse both of us. We then had sex in the bathroom
and later were out for sight seeing. We together admired the scenic beauty, which
we had been seeing at Mahabaleshwar. It was late in the afternoon and we started to
feel ravenous as we had already skipped our breakfast. We had gone quite out of the
city and there were little we could notice that could satisfy our belly. We munched
some of the cashewnuts that my wife had intelligently carried with her. But that could
only increase our hunger. We finally found a point where we could see a billboard of 
coca-cola. We walked down to that shabby looking place built out of tin sheets.
There were 4 village men smoking a bidi ( a cigarette made by wrapping tobacco 
in a leaf). They were sipping on tea. All of them wore a over a 6ft tall. They saw us
coming and it looked as if they were thrilled to have us there. The shop-keeper
greeted us and asked what to serve. We asked for a bread and a cola. As we sipped the
cola the 4 guys kept oogling at my wife. I got a little infuriated when they started
to comment on her. She was generally cool about such things and did not bother to
get in a brawl for petty things. I being her man was more possesive about such things.
I stared at those guys. They kept oogling at us and one of them said pinching comment on
my wife. I lost my temper and went for them. I snatched the guys collar and pulled him
to the ground. He was down on the ground. In the meantime all of the other guys 
stood up.My wife still sat and drank cola. She was enjoying watching me go after 
those guys for her. She seemed to be pleased at me. But those guys turned to be 
strong tall men. They got together and two of them held me by my hands and the 
other took on face a direct hit. They beat me hard and my wife kept waiting for me to
return and give them a reply. I was overpowered by the 4 big guys. I had enough to 
make me feel dizzy. By then, my wife was there to save me. She was trying to give me
chance to fight these guys out. She had come like a fuming tigeress to rescue her man
from the hands of four jackals. She first took on the guy who had hit me first. She
was fast like lightening. She just hit one blow in the guys solar plexus and he was down
to the ground. I really wondered whether he was still alive. His throat was choked with
that blow and was still gasping for breath in the ground. The other three and the 
shop-keeper were astonished by the female's strength. This time the 3 of them attacked
her together. Two of them tried to hold her hand and the other tried to get ready for
a blow. This could never had been easy for them as they were clashing a tigress whose
burly sinew were intended to kill. She rotated her arms in the air to free herself from
them. It was very easy for her, I knew it. She took hold of a guy in her muscular biceps
and kicked hard on the guy who was trying to take on her. It hit him between the legs
and he cried in extreme pain. The guy struck in her biceps had already lost what he
had. He had nearly fainted with the crush. The last guy had already seen the 3 of his
friends go down. This female was an extereme surprise to them as they would have not
seen anything like this before. By this time, there were village women watching the
big men from their village being beaten by their very own gender. Women and children
were cheering my wife to take on them. The last guy gathered all the male ego he had 
to take on the tigress. Fear was evident in his eyes. He had already lost the battle
before it had started. He could not match the confidence of my wife and was in exteremly
fearful position. My wife held both his hand and crushed it. He went in acute pain.
My wife told her that she is not going to leave her unless he asks for mercy from my husband.
The guy shouted for mercy. My wife eased his hand slowly. The women were astonished
at the sight. My wife had opened it all that the men were no match to women of her
feat. I was the proud husband. My wife came to me and gave me a hand. She wiped 
the blood that flowed from my nose. She gave me a hug and whispered "I love you, Darling!"
I felt very happy and contended.

We went back to the hotel. In the night, I described to her how she took on the bad
guys. We spent the rest of the 3 days having good food and sex. A complete refreshment.