The Newlyweds Part 7   Controlled Again
by Madman
 
 
Julie has become more forceful in her domination of me as time has gone
by in our marriage.  Her constant working out at the  Health club, where
she is employed, has increased her physical superiority to the point
where I can no longer offer any significant resistance to her.  Her 5'
10" body, packed with 160 pounds of solid sexy muscle, can easily
overcome me if I try to resist.  Usually, I just do what she tells me to
in order to avoid having her use that awesome body to punish me.  The
problem is that Julie loves to dominate me with painful wrestling holds
and will do so when she feels like it no matter what I try to do to
please her.  I enjoy the feel of her strong body and the gleeful intense
expression in her brilliant eyes when she does so, but she often punishes
me well beyond the point of submission, and at that point, I feel only
pain and not any enjoyment.  Unfortunately, this is the part that Julie
likes the most and recently she has increased the intensity and harshness
of her wrestling.  She has also expanded her arsenal of holds and can now
hurt any part of my body in a variety of ways.
 
Julie purchased a good set of mats that she uses to develop new aerobic
workouts for the club.  She also uses them to wrestle me, as she says the
bed does not give her enough room to properly wrestle.  At least the
wrestling in bed sometimes led to sex (Sex Her Way Part 3) but the mat
wrestling has only led to increased pain for me.  Sometimes, I do get
turned on during the mat wrestling, but Julie usually ignores that and
just continues to torture me with her powerful holds.  When we first
started wrestling about a year ago, I could be competitive with her for a
while until I tired out.  Then, her superior conditioning would prevail
and she would dominate from that point on.  Now, she had become so much
stronger that she can just overpower me from the beginning.  She had also
improved her technique and would never tell me where she had gained this
additional skill.  It was getting to the point where I often tried to
avoid having to wrestle with her because the matches were becoming more
one sided and painful.  While she never actually injured me, she was able
to cause me more pain and suffering with each match.  The more she hurt
me, the more she seemed to enjoy it.  I don't mind enduring some pain
while wrestling, I realize that the main purpose of most holds is to
cause pain, but she was taking things a bit too far for me.
 
One day last week, I came home from work and she was creating a new
aerobic routine on the mats.  As soon as she saw me, Julie told me that
she felt like wrestling.  I responded that I was tired and wanted to rest
for a while.
 
"I don't think you understand me," she said.  "I am not asking you to
wrestle, I am telling you to.  Now, put on your shorts quickly and get
back in here.  The longer you take, the rougher I will be with you."
 
I was not real happy about this but I knew from experience that Julie was
not fooling around.  I rushed into the bedroom to change as fast as I
could to hopefully persuade her to be a little easier on me this time. 
From the beginning, it appeared that this was a false hope on my part. 
The moment I stepped cautiously on the mat, Julie charged at me and
secured a headlock.  She then powered me down to the mat.  She did not
use a hip toss, she merely forced me down with her superior strength. 
Once on the mat, things only got worse.  While maintaining her headlock,
she swung our bodies around so that she could add a body scissors to it. 
When she clamped down on both holds, I could neither breathe in or out
and was also in intense pain.  She would power both holds for about
twenty seconds and then let up just a bit.  Julie repeated this sequence
several times and what little energy I had was quickly drained.
 
Now, we had been wrestling for only a couple of minutes and Julie had
already worn me out and was clearly in a dominant position.  She was well
aware of this situation,  but chose to enjoy herself, rather than
to extend me any mercy.  From this point on, I was subjected to her
painful wrestling domination.  First she rolled me over to my stomach and
straddled my back.  With one arm she twisted my left arm behind me in a
hammerlock.  She cupped her right hand under my chin and pulled my head
and neck painfully back.  Most women would need both arms to make either
of these holds effective, but with Julie's strength, she was able to hurt
me with both holds while using only one arm for each.  While she was
torturing me with this very painful combination she said "You're so easy
to beat that I can't even get a decent workout wrestling you."  As she
increased the pressure on both holds Julie added "You had better try a
little harder or I will beat you much worse."
 
Julie was well aware that there was nothing that I could do to offer any
significant resistance, but her dominate taunting seemed to amuse her and
I also kind of like it.  After a couple of minutes of working me over
with those holds, Julie stood up and grabbed both of my wrists.  I was
still face down on the mat.  Placing her foot in the middle of my back,
she pulled up on both my arms in a standing surfboard hold.  Once again,
I was in a lot of pain.  I could not see her beautiful face, but I was
sure she had a big smile as she savored making me suffer.  To add to the
pain in my shoulders, she started grinding her heel into my spine.  Small
additions to her holds with stuff like that definitely made them even
more painful as Julie was seldom satisfied to attack only one body part
at a time.  As she gained experience with wrestling me she had found ways
to create pain in multiple body parts at the same time.  This hold was
hurting both of my shoulders and now ,also, my back.
 
Julie now proceeded to put me through an incredibly painful sequence of
holds.  She used scissors, full nelsons, a variety of arm locks and many
more.  I never was able to get off the mat.  Each hold seemed to hurt
even more than the previous one.  I am not sure if this was because I was
getting continually weaker or because, in her excitement, that Julie was
applying increasing amounts of pressure to each new hold.  When changing
holds, she would often keep me in pain by digging her elbows or knees
into my body.  I  could not get even a second of relief from her assault
and I thought it would never end.  It made no difference whether I
attempted to submit or not.  She kept me in each hold until she felt like
changing it, my desires meant nothing.
 
Finally she pulled me up to my feet and declared "Time for you to get
your sorry butt off the mat."   I was barely able to stand after
absorbing all that punishment that she had subjected me to.  My
unsteadiness did not seem to be a concern of Julie's.  She scooped me up
and lifted me up onto her shoulders.  Then she did a few squats using me
as her barbell.  "Damn, you are light.  I use a lot more weight than this
at the gym." she said.  Actually, I weigh about 170 pounds, but Julie was
handling me like I was a light as a feather.  At least, for the first
time since we started wrestling, Julie was not hurting me.  However, this
display of strength did serve to further emphasize her total dominance. 
Suddenly,Julie started twirling around rapidly, putting me in an airplane
spin.  She must have spun me around at least fifteen times before she
threw me back down to the mat on my back.
 
Immediately, she laced her legs around mine to secure a figure four leg
lock..  I had always thought that hold was just for the televised pro
matches, as it was such a complex hold to be actually used in a real
match.  However, the effect of the beating combined with my dizziness
from the airplane spin, made it easy for her to apply it  The swiftness
and efficiency of her application of the hold made me wonder again where
she had learned all these wrestling holds.  My thoughts were interrupted
when Julie pressured her hold.  It was by far the most painful hold of
the evening.  My knee was being bent the wrong way which hurt quite a
bit.  But even worse, was an effect that I did not know that hold would
cause.  The pointed bone on the outside of my left ankle was being forced
into my right shin.  The bone on bone pressure was excruciating.  I
howled in pain.  Julie cut back only slightly on the pressure and said,
"I don't understand you.  I know how you love my legs and I thought you
would enjoy having them intertwined  with yours."  I was still in extreme
agony and unable to reply.  Sometimes, I have enjoyed Julie taunting me,
but this severe pain made it impossible for me to enjoy anything.
 
Finally, after what seemed to take forever, Julie released my trapped and
tortured legs.  She decided to take a break by sitting on my chest and
keeping me pinned down.  It was not necessary for her to complete the
schoolgirl pin by hold my arms down with her legs, but she did so
anyways.   After a couple of minutes, my pain was subsiding and I was
becoming aroused by the close contact of my Amazon wife.  I decided to
take a chance and  ask her to have sex with me.
 
"Julie, now that you have wrestled with me, do you think we could please
have sex?  Your unbelievable body is really turning me on."
 
Julie's response was to lean over me and force her fore arm into my
throat.  I immediately started choking.  Angrily she barked "You don't
make the demands here, I do, and I am thinking of what I want to do
now."  She removed her arm from my neck but continued to keep me
helplessly pinned under her.  After a couple minutes, she smiled at me
and said more softly, "You have been pretty good about enduring my holds
and I suppose I could reward you.  But don't expect me to assist you.  I
do give you permission to masturbate while I am wrestling you this time."
 
I felt that this was better than nothing.  At least I would be in contact
with her during it.  And I remembered how painful it was when we had sex
with her on top and she had put me in a powerful grapevine as I was
cumming.  Julie moved behind my head and scissored it with those
exquisite legs of hers.  She said "Get on with it, I don't have all
night."  The scissors was firm but not overly tight and it did add to my
excitement as I stroked my cock.  It did not take long for me to become
erect.  When I did so, Julie tightened up on her scissors and the intense
pain and pressure made me lose the erection.  Her powerful thighs were
now literally crushing my head and I was feeling dizzy.  It was all I
could do to remain conscious and endure the pain, maintaining an erection
had become unimportant and impossible.  Then she relaxed it slightly and
I tried again.  This time, I got hard even faster and my body started
tensing up in anticipation of a great climax. Again she put that awesome
force into the scissors and jerked her legs to the side which jolted my
neck.  After she reduced the intensity of her hold, I made a third
attempt.  Just as I was getting close again, she leaned forward and
grabbed both of my wrists.
 
"I told you that I didn't have all night for this and now I will have to
punish you for wasting my time"  she yelled.  She unclasped those
muscular legs from around my head and put her feet against the top of my
shoulders.  Then she pushed forward with her legs while pulling my arms
back with hers.  My shoulders were being brutally stretched and it felt
like she was going to tear my arms right off.  I went from being on the
brink of great pleasure to being subjected to extreme pain in an
instant.  I could hear Julie giggling at my plight.  The frustration over
the lost climax combined with the pain of her arm stretch was really more
than I could handle.  But I had no choice but to endure it as Julie, once
again was in complete control.  And as usual, Julie was forcing her
advantage and dominance to the maximum as she put dreadfully painful
force into her hold.  Her arms alone were stronger than mine and
combining the strength of her legs to that of her arms enabled her to
overpower my arms with ease.  This time, she did not toy with me by
increasing and decreasing the intensity of her hold like she often does. 
Instead, she maintained the very painful high level of force with no let
up.  For the first time ever while wrestling her, I feared that she would
actually injure me.  After what felt like an eternity, she let go of my
arms and scooted up toward my head
 
Next, she reverse face sat me and said "Now I can get a better look at
what you are doing."  Her butt was squarely on my face and my head was
securely held in place by those awesome straddling thighs.  Almost
instinctively, my hands moved to caress those thighs.  I just loved the
feel of her bulging striated quads under that soft smooth skin.  She gave
me a stinging slap to the back of each of my hands and said
angrily,"We're not here for you to feel my legs, we're here for you to
jack off, so get to it, now!"  Again, I started to stroke my cock and
again she distracted me with pain every time I was making any progress. 
She would either bounce on my face which crushed my nose or squeeze me
tightly with those amazing thighs.  It was unbelievable to me that those
thighs , which turned me on so much were capable of causing so much
pain.  After she had foiled about four more attempts, she told me to stop
and that she would try something else.
                                                                               
                                                   
 
 
Now, she got off my face and kind of kneeled down by my side.  She
trapped my left arm between her legs.
 
 
 
.  "I'll give you one more chance," she declared as she stared into my
face with a devilish smirk on hers.  This time, it seemed easier  for
me.  First of all I was able to see her while trying to get another
erection and her beauty was a real turn on.  Also, I was not in pain this
time.  When Julie realized this, she must have thought that I was too
comfortable.  She moved in closer to me so her knees were pressing into
my side.  She also adjusted my trapped arm so that my elbow was directly
on her calf.  This time, as I was starting to gain another erection, she
rocked back which bent my elbow the wrong way.  Again, the pain
distracted me and made it difficult to get an erection.  She repeated
this process a few times and I was becoming more frustrated each time.
 
Finally, I decided to try and block out the distraction of the pain and
finish the job.  My trapped arm had shifted slightly, so while her
rocking back still hurt, it was not nearly as painful as it was before. 
This time, I was on the verge of a tremendous climax and my entire body
began to tighten up and I was literally shaking.  Still keeping my left
arm trapped with her legs, Julie leaned over me, grabbed my right wrist
with her right hand and pulled it away from my cock  Then she grabbed my
right hand with her left and bent my wrist back.  "I am sick and tired of
waiting for you, " she exclaimed.  "Now, I.will really have to punish
you.  Julie tightened her grip on my wrist so that her thumb pressed
deeply into the sensitive inside part of my wrist while she cranked back
hard with her other hand.  She stared with amusement into my face which
was now contorted with pain.  It was all I could do to prevent myself
from crying, but I could feel my tears silently streaming down my
cheeks.  Still Julie continued the excruciating attack on my wrist.  I
knew that begging her to stop will only fuel her desire to continue the
torture, so I dealt with the pain silently, the best I could.
 
Finally, the pain stopped.  Julie had not removed either of her hands,
but she had stopped applying the pressure.  Smiling down at me she
murmured, "I wonder if he has learned his lesson yet?"  After a brief
pause she answered her own question with "I'm not sure of that yet."  
The way that she was talking to herself about me, as if I was not even
there, was humiliating.   Now, she re tightened her grip on my already
very sore wrist and bent my hand the other way.  This time my wrist was
forced forward in the direction where it has more movement, but she was
forcing it well beyond the natural range of motion and it hurt like all
hell again.  I was in great pain, yet again, and even more frustrated.  I
was frustrated because Julie would not allow me to finish masturbating
and frustrated because every time I thought she was done torturing me,
she just started over again.  This time, I could not control myself and
the accumulation of pain and frustration caused me to audibly cry.  Julie
had been harsh with me while wrestling before, but never to the point
where she made me cry.  Even though I had been subjected to a tremendous
amount of pain, I felt embarrassed and humiliated by crying with her
right next to me.
 
Julie could sense my feelings and was not about to let them go without
rubbing some salt into my now wounded ego.  "I knew I married a wimp, but
I didn't know that I married a crybaby," she taunted.  "At least, I
thought you could take a little punishment like a man."  She kept the
pressure up on my wrist while she chastised me.  Now she was wreaking
havoc on my mind as well as on my body.  She moved her face a bit closer
to mine which both gave her a better view of my crying and was even more
intimidating to me.  "I think you have lost the privilege of getting to
cum for being such a  baby."  She got up and told me that she would be
right back and not to move a muscle.
 
I was almost too sore to move and there was no way that I would risk
angering her even more, so I followed her orders.  She returned with some
rope.  "I think that you will sleep on the mat tonight, honey, you don't
deserve to sleep in my bed."  she told me.  "I need to make sure that you
don't play with yourself while I am not here, though."  Julie crossed my
arms across my chest and tied them together.  Now I had no way to use my
arms to masturbate or for anything else.  To make sure that I would
remain on the mat, she also tied my ankles together.  Gazing down at me
with a satisfied expression she continued to talk, only now it was more
softly and sensuously.  "I will make you a little more comfortable.  You
wait right here for me for a couple minutes and I will bring you a
pillow."  Like I actually had any other option other than waiting here
for her in my condition..
 
Julie returned in a couple of minutes with the pillow and she was totally
naked.  She bent down and place the pillow gently under my head and then
just stood there, smiling down at me.  From my angle, all I could see
were her muscular legs, the neatly trimmed fine blonde pussy hairs, her
firm well rounded breasts and her flowing dark blonde hair.  All of these
were great turn ons for me and I was again frustrated that I had no
access to any of them.  She placed her foot over my mouth and said "Now
be a good boy and kiss my foot for bringing you that comfy pillow." 
Although her voice was soft and sweet, it was dripping with sarcasm.
 
Julie has beautiful feet and I enjoyed following this order of hers.  She
had a gorgeous high arch and beautifully manicured toe nails with a
bright reddish orange polish.  As she moved her foot around so that I
could kiss more of it and suck on those wonderful toes. I could see her
marvelous diamond shaped calf muscle flex  I love Julie's strong well
shaped legs and it was better to see them in this manner than to have
them crushing me.  This gentle sensuous domination was actually
pleasurable to me and was far preferable to the harsh painful domination
that preceded it.
 
Now, Julie moved her foot away from my mouth and began gentling fondling
my cock with it.  I felt like I was in heaven.  I had a great view of her
spectacular body that attracted me so strongly.  As she was kneading my
cock with her toes, I really appreciated her using that body to create
pleasure for me instead of causing pain.  Her beautiful face had a "come
hither" type expression and she was massaging those fabulous breasts with
her hands.  Both the physical feeling of her foot stroking my cock and
the view of this sexy Amazon were driving me wild with desire and my cock
got harder than I can ever recall it being.  I was looking forward to the
my explosive climax ever and was rapidly approaching that point. 
 
Julie could also tell how close I was to climaxing by the way my body was
tightening up and by my more rapid breathing.  She removed her foot from
my body and was chuckling as she said "I need to get some sleep now, I
have a busy day tomorrow."  She turned around and started walking out of
the room while laughing   I was more frustrated than ever as I had this
raging hard on with no way of getting release.  I was so hard that my
cock actually hurt.  As she got to the door. prior to leaving the room,
Julie could not resist one final sarcastic comment to me.  Still
giggling, she said "Sweet dreams, honey."