The Newlyweds Evening Part 3 
by Madman
Sex Her Way    


This is a part of a series. The other parts are in Madman's author bookshelf.
This story combines sex and violence [what a novel combination] If this
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Ever since Julie totally destroyed me in wrestling, she has become more
dominant in our marraige. I now do all the laundry and housekeeping and most
of the cooking. With all the overtime hours at work, I had little time for
excercising or pusuing any of my other interests. Julie was still working as a
trainer at the health club and had gained another ten pounds of muscle so that
her 5'10" frame was now packed with 160 pounds of power. She still had the
large firm breasts and narrow waist, but her shoulders, arms and legs had all
expanded with more muscle and more definition. I found the more pronounced
curves created by the added muscle to be extremely erotic. When her arms, or
even moreso, her legs were flexed I always felt a twinge of desire for her.

For the past several weeks, Julie had been witholding sex from me, probably as
a technique for asserting her dominance. Last night, as I came out of the
shower, she was reading a magazine in bed. She had her head propped up on one
arm and her bicep bulged provocatively. One leg was bent with her toes pointed
which emphasized the beautiful sweep of her thigh and the diamond etched
pattern of her calf. She was wearing a lacy black bra and panty set and I just
couldn't be without her anymore. I had to speak. "Julie, you look so beautiful
and it's been about a month since we made love together. Can we please do it
now?"

"Well, I suppose we could," she replied as she casually put her magazine on
the night table. I was so excited that I literally jumped on her sexy body and
leaned down to kiss her. Julie brought her legs up and scissored my
midsection. Rolling to her side, she forced me off her onto the bed and she
tightened her muscular legs around my belly. "If we're going to do this," she
said cooly, we will do it my way. Do you understand?" As if for emphasis, she
tightened her scissors so that I couldn't breathe. The pain was excrutiating.
After about thirty seconds, she let back slightly on her crushing pressure and
I gasped out "Yes, anything you want Julie."

Maintaining her painful scissors, Julie laid down the ground rules. "You will
do only what I tell you to and my satisfaction comes first. You are not to use
your hands at all. Mary, at the club, teold me that she ties her husband's
hands together before sex. I have enough control over you that I don't need
rope. Just telling you had better be sufficient. First, I need to warm myself
up a bit." Julie had her head propped up on her arm so that she could watch
me. Then she quivered her legs with a pulsating motion which increased the
pain and pressure of her scissors. Each time, I could see the beautiful arched
muscles on the front of her thigh contract and relax. I placed my hand on her
thigh, not to escape as I knew that was impossible, but merely to enjoy the
feel of her powerful athletic leg.

Immediately, she grabbed my wrist and bent my arm back across that gorgeous
thigh. Angrily she said, "I told you not to use your hands and you had better
obey me." She pulled my arm down further sending a shock of pain through my
elbow and re-tightened that awesome scissors.

I protested "You said no hands during sex. I didn't think we were having sex
yet."

Without relenting on her holds, Julie said "this is part of my foreplay. Until
I leave this bed, consider it sex." She gave me an especially hard jolt with
her legs to emphasize her point. Then Julie let me go and removed her bra and
panties. Lying back with a pillow under her round firm butt, she told me to
pleasure her orally. I eagerly put my head between those thighs and thrust my
tongue inside her. I was somewhat uncomfortable as I couldn't use my hands to
hold on to her. I tried to support myself with my hands on the mattress, but I
still had to stretch my neck to get the right angle. After a few minutes, her
juices started flowing and the musty taste and scent was turning me on. I
thought it was turning her on as well.

Suddenly, Julie pulled me in deeper by the back of my head and locked those
fabulous thighs around it. She tightened her legs and ordered "Get in deeper,
you're not getting the right spot." Julie applied so much crushinf force to my
head that I really couldn't control my tongue very well. I don't think it
mattered to her. Julie's control and domination of me was a bigger turn on for
her than my tongue could ever be. Her body started shaking and those legs kept
tightening around my head forcing me in more deepley. All my senses were
focused only on her. All I could see, feel, touch and taste was her. Her
thighs,so tightly clasped around my head, made it impossible to hear anything.
My now and mouth were jammed against her so that I could not breathe. Her legs
were constricting the flow of blood to my head and I was getting very dizzy. A
few seconds later, I passed out between her legs.

When I awoke, I was lying on my back with Julie straddling my stomach. She
began gently massaging my chest. I was in a semi-awake dreamlike state and her
touch felt wonderful as I gazed up at her maginificent beauty. Instinctively,
as if with a mind of their own, my hands went up to fondle those beautiful
breasts above me. She grabbed my hands, interlocking her finger with mine, and
pushed down bending my wrists and finger back. The sharp pain brought me fully
back to my senses. Julie was angry and scolded me. I told you not to use your
hands. Now, I have to punish you for it." She pressed down harder on my
trapped hands and I was in agony. I tried to squirm away but her firm
straddling legs held me tightly in place.

"Don't you dare try to resist me!" she ordered. "I can make this worse for
you." To prove her point, Julie scooted up toward my head while still forcing
my wrists back. Then she placed her hard shin on my neck and pressed down.
"You will obey me" she demanded as she shifted more of her weight to that leg.
Her knee and shin were crushing my throat and and my hands were going numb
from her powerful grip. I was cimpletely at her mercy, as if I wasn't before
and I didn't think that she was feeling merciful. Julie leaned over and smiled
as she peered into my reddened anguished face. By now, my thoughts of sex were
secondary to my desire for this torture to end.

Finally, she got off my pain racked body and sat next to me. "I'm ready now,
but you obviously are not. Don't expect me to touch your little penis. You may
use your hand to get yourself hard, but do not touch me and you must stop when
I tell you to." I started stroking my penis, but it is difficult to get hard
when someone is impatiently watching and when every movement of a sore hand is
painful. Eventually, I was successful and Julie ordered me to put my arms down
to the bed.

Julie mounted me and my penis was finally in her wet pussy. She had tremendous
control of her vaginal muscles and I was in ectasy as she contracted them
while raising and lowereing her body. "Don't cum until I want you to," she
warned. Everytime she felt I was approaching a climax, she would contact those
vaginal muscles so tight that it hurt. She would also rock back, crushing my
balls with her ass and sometimes she would reach down and pinch my nose. The
intense pain would divert my attention and prevent me from climaxing. She kept
up this process so long that my penis was getting sore.

Finally Julie declared, "It's time to finish this, I want to read my
magazine." With my penis still inside her, she laid down flat on me and raised
her upper body up a bit with her strong arms. She began a series of slow easy
contractions that brought me to the verge of climaxing. I was at the point of
no return and she sensed it. Reaching back with her legs, she trapped me in a
double grapevine and applied devastating force. My legs felt like they were
being split like a wishbone as a came. The intense combination of pain and
pleasure presented such a shock to my nervous system that I almost passed out
again.

Maintaining her torturous grapevine with her awesome legs, Julie looked down
at me and impassively said, "Bring some batteries home tomarrow. My vibrator
is better than you." Then she calmly dismounted me, and while I lay exhausted
on the bed, started reading her magazine.