The Newlyweds Julie Speaks Out                      
by  Madman
                                                                               


Julie here. I am the gal that dominates her husband with wrestling and other
techniques. He has written several accounts of our activities and I wanted to
tell you of one session we had from my point of view. After all, I am in
control, so my viewpoint is the most salient one. My husband, Keith, and I
really do have a loving relationship. My domination of him often spices up our
sex lives for both of us. I vary the sessions according to the mood that we
are in. Some of them are very cruel and harsh while some of them are more
sensuous and playful. Sometimes, I allow him to climax and sometimes I don't.
His anticipation concerning that fuels the fire of the sessions.

Keith's favorite fantasy is to be overpowered and dominated by a female
wrestler and I also enjoy that. I am stronger, more fit and more skilled than
he is, so this fantasy can be enacted in a very realistic manner. Although I
do take his preferences into consideration, the final choice of how I wrestle
him is, of course, mine to choose. This time I had a different and intriguing
concept to try out with him. I intended to dominate him and put him in a
variety of tough holds, of course, but this match would have a unique twist to
it. When he came home, I informed him that we were going to wrestle and what
the conditions would be for the match.

"We're going to wrestle, honey," I told him, "but falls will not be decided by
pins or submissions. Only when I decide that you are on the verge of cumming
will the fall end. I might let you cum after the last fall, but if you do so
before that, you will be severely punished. Keith's jaw dropped in surprise at
these unusual stipulations. I handed him a dice and told him that the number
he rolled would be the number of falls we would wrestle. Keith rolled a four.
I was glad he rolled a large number or I would have had to punish him and make
him roll again.

"One more thing, Keith" I demanded. "You will wrestle in the nude and I will
be back in a few minutes in my wrestling outfit." I changed into a two piece
light blue bikini with tight white mid-calf lace up boots just like the
professional wrestlers wore. It made me look sexy and the fact that only I was
clothed made me look even more dominant. Keith's eyes were wide with
anticipation when he saw me heading back toward our mat. I was also looking
forward to both thrashing him and teasing him sexually. I flexed my strong
arms and I could see that he was both getting exciting and was a bit afraid of
what I might do to him this time. The last time we wrestled, I was
particularly rough on him and that keeps him a bit apprehensive about future
wrestling encounters. Keeping Keith in suspense enhances the sessions for both
of us.

I approached him while crouched down as if I was going to grab his cock. When
he bent down to try and protect himself, it was easy to quickly straighten up
and get him in a headlock. I tossed him over my hip down to the mat while
maintaining my headlock. Then I leaned over him to make him bear all my weight
as I pressured the hold. The headlock is an excellent hold to wear one's
victim down. I found it amusing that I was softening him up in order to make
him hard later. I was really cranking hard with my hold, as the sooner I
totally wore him out, the sooner the real fun could begin.

"Okay, Julie," Keith said. "I concede the fall."

"I told you that there are no submissions allowed. Don't expect me to stop
just because you are such a wimp. Remember, my dear, that only I decide when a
fall is over." I let go of my headlock and pulled him up to his knees. Moving
behind him I grabbed both his arms and pulled back while digging my knee into
the middle of his back in a type of surfboard hold. Once again, I had him
helpless, tied up and in pain. "What hurts more, the shoulders or the back? I
inquired.

Keith told me that the shoulders hurt more, so I responded "Let's see what we
can do about that." With my left knee and right foot on the mat, I positioned
him so that his back was draped over my extended right thigh in a back breaker
hold. By pushing down on both his chin and his thighs, I was able to apply
some nice painful pressure to his back. I smiled down at his face which was
now visibly contorted in pain. Then I moved my left hand to his cock and
started masturbating him. I used very short and quick strokes to get him hard
and it worked very quickly. When he started to get excited, I removed my hand
from his cock and used it to apply pressure to my back breaker. The pain
caused his erection to subside.

"I told you to stay hard if you want this fall to end," I taunted while
resuming masturbating him. I repeated the cycle of pressuring the hold to
cause him to lose his erection and making him get hard again several times.
Keith's frustration and pain was really starting to turn me on and I almost
got carried away and made him cum. It was far too early to end our fun so I
squeezed the tip of his penis to stave off his climax and pushed him off my
thigh to end the first fall. Keith was laying on the mat with a sore back and
an erect penis while I pondered on how to handle the second fall. This torture
and teasing approach would lead up to a most explosive climax should I decide
to permit him to have one.

I quickly thought of a good idea and ordered Keith to get up. He was
struggling to get to his feet as his back was still hurting so I told him
"Don't make me wait, it will only cause me to be rougher with you if you don't
obey me promptly" Actually, I didn't wait. As he was trying to get up, I moved
behind him and secured a full nelson. Falling to my back, with Keith on top on
me, I added a body scissors. For several minutes, I toyed with him by
alternating the pressure of my two painful holds. First I would force his neck
painfully up with the nelson, then I would let back just a bit on it and
really crush his midsection with my muscular thighs.

I was having a great time torturing him with this tough combination hold and
decided to trash talk him just to add a bit of humiliation. "Which hold hurts
the most, honey?" When he answered that the full nelson did, I tightened up
the scissors and said "Are you sure about that? Too bad you are too wimpy to
get out of any of my holds." Then while maintaining the full nelson, I
released my scissors and began kneading his penis with the soles of my feet.
Again, Keith became erect. To prevent him from climaxing I merely had to
tighten my nelson hold or dig my heels into his balls. Nothing like a bit of
pain to stem sexual functioning. As I had done in the first fall, I repeated
this sequence several times bringing him just to the point of climaxing but
not allowing him release. His groans of pain were similar to his groans of
sexual desire, but i could distinguish them from each other. Without being
able to see him in this hold, the sounds were my guide to maximizing the
pressure and sexual teasing without bringing him to a climax. I was getting
excited, myself, just from doing this to him.

When I tired of this approach and Keith was at full sexual excitement I
reapplied the body scissors and powered both the scissors and the full nelson
at the same time. Obviously, I could not use my full strength or I would crack
his ribs, but I put plenty of force into it just to remind him of what I am
capable of. I find it stimulating to control him and put him in some pain with
my strong fit body and I know that Keith does as well. I kept the higher level
of pressure on both holds for at least thirty seconds before I felt that it
was time to relent.

I let him out of my holds and stood up above him. Keith was pretty wiped out
already from the pressure of the holds and the straining to keep from
climaxing with all my stimulation. I was just getting warmed up and was eager
to continue. The wrestling gave me a good workout and the sexual control I was
exerting over him was turning me on as well. "We have two more falls to go,
honey, you are the one who rolled the four" I chided.

I was having so much fun both thrashing and teasing Keith and I was sure that
he was enjoying it also. Now was the time to step it up a bit in both respects
and I removed my top. I have nice firm breasts that he was always very
interested in and I could use them to further the excitement and intensity of
our playtime. I did not even let him get up, but as he was struggling to get
to his feet, I pushed him down on his stomach. Straddling his back, I pulled
both his arms behind him in a double hammerlock. Leaning over him, I started
blowing in his ear and nibbling on his earlobe. Even though he could not
obtain an erection as his cock was against the mat under our combined weight,
it was driving him crazy. The effects of my teasing combined with the pain of
the hammerlocks caused him to groan again.

"You should be thrilled to be this close to me, I hope you are enjoying it" I
said in a mocking tone of voice. "Tell me how much you like it."

As soon as Keith tried to speak, I tightened up on his arms, thus forcing him
to scream rather than speak. My superior strength, combined with the leverage
of my holds, made it so easy to put him in pain and I took great pride in
that. All Keith could do was to kick his legs against the mat and that did him
no good at all. Eventually, I tired of this hold so I rolled him over to his
back without getting off of him or giving him any opportunity to resist me. I
grapevined his legs to prevent his annoying kicking and putting my hands
behind his neck, I pushed his face into my breasts. "Now, suck on them good,"
I ordered. "It's your turn to give me some pleasure for a change."

I used a reward and punishment technique to guide him to pleasing me properly.
When I was satisfied with the way he was stimulating my breasts, I let up a
bit on pressure of the grapevine. When he was not doing it properly, I
tightened it up and put him in excruciating pain. My extensive aerobic and
weight training have strengthened my shapely legs to the point where it was
ridiculously easy to overpower his skinny legs. After several minutes of this
most enjoyable activity, I slid up a little higher on his trapped prone body.
I scissored his cock gently between my thighs and shoved his face into my
chest to breast smother him. I began kneading his cock between my thighs and
it became hard again very quickly. All I need to do to prevent him from
climaxing was to squeeze his balls between those thighs and tighten up the
breast smother to deprive him of needed oxygen. When, I could sense that a
climax was no longer imminent, I let him have a little air and treated his
cock more gently. I kept this up for several minutes and kept trash talking
him throughout. "This must be heaven for you having my breasts in your face.
Don't you dare cum or I will have to punish you big time. I love doing this to
you and hope you enjoy it also, as I am not stopping for quite a while."

I kept this finishing position for longer than the previous ones, but
eventually, I decided it was time to move on. Once again, I released him and
stood ominously straddling his body. This time, I removed my swimsuit bottom
and was now completely naked except for my boots. Placing my booted foot on
his chest, I informed him that we had one more fall to go. I removed my foot
and pulled him up to his feet. "Time to get up, weakling" I told him. Since
this was to be the final fall, I intended to make it the most intense, both in
terms of wrestling punishment and sexual teasing. Even when fresh, Keith could
not fend me off, and in his current condition he would be especially easy for
me to dominate. I decided to remove my boots and enjoy the last fall totally
naked.

I gave him a moment to admire my muscular yet feminine body that had taken me
so much work to develop. I thought he was going to get hard just looking at me
as I put on my sexiest "come hither" facial expression. But of course the
action to come would be determined solely by me, not by him. I wasn't sure how
much more he could take both in terms of wrestling punishment and sexual
stimulation. I had already attacked his head, back, arms and legs while
keeping him in a frustrated state of sexual excitement for almost an hour.

I charged at him and took him down to the mat with a double leg take down.
Now, I was standing above him and had hold of both of his ankles. Spreading
his legs, I began stimulating his cock with my foot again. I find the sole of
my foot to be an erogenous zone and was also receiving pleasure from this.
Physical stimulation, combined with the mental stimulation of dominating Keith
always seems to get me hot and excited. Once again, I was able to get him
erect with little difficulty, but I thought that a bit of mild torture would
be in order. Pushing his legs up over his head in a matchbox pin, I dropped
down with my knee against his penis. I ground my knee into him hard enough to
hurt a bit, but not hard enough to do any real harm to him. When he groaned, I
told him "I just want to make sure that you don't cum too early. For , if you
do, I will really have to punish you and this will seem like a picnic." His
vulnerability was really turning me on and I had to restrain myself from
getting overly excited at this point.

Now, I decided that it was time to finish him off in all respects. I dug my
knee into his groin a little harder and while he was responding to the pain I
quickly turned around and applied a reverse head scissors. I rolled him over
to his side in order to get my legs positioned around his head better. I
pushed his head up so that his face was right against my crotch. This both
gave me better leverage for the scissors and also enabled me to feel his face
against my pussy. "Start licking, Keith, or I will crush your head like a
grape" I demanded.

Keith eagerly complied with my order and I felt fabulous. There is no feeling
as good as being satisfied sexually while dominating your sexual partner. "Go
faster," I ordered, as I tightened up my thighs for emphasis. I began
pulsating the pressure of my scissors to add to my pleasure as Keith struggled
to please me. Then, I started licking the tip of his penis with a very light
circular motion. His cock sprung up like a soldier at attention. "Don't you
dare cum," I warned as I continued stimulating him. Now, I took his cock
inside my mouth and started treating him to one of my full fledged blow jobs.
Keith's right arm was trapped under his body, so he reached down with his left
to push my head away. Although he was enjoying the blow job, he was afraid of
cumming without my permission.

I merely reached down, grabbed his left arm and hammer locked him while
continuing the blow job. When I sensed he was approaching climaxing, I used
pain to delay him. I would tighten my scissors and or force his arm up further
behind his back. I could also bite his penis, just enough to hurt right under
the head of it. By using these techniques, I was able to keep him tied up in
my combination hold and also erect for a long time. I had already experienced
a couple great orgasms from his forced frenching and when I shuddered in
ecstasy, the scissors would tighten up automatically. This was the ultimate in
sexual domination. My body was totally controlling his and I was receiving
tremendous physical and mental stimulation from it. Keith was also enjoying
his fantasy being brought to life.

Suddenly, I felt Keith's entire body tighten up and even convulse a little. I
knew he was past the point of control and that his climax was imminent. He was
struggling to prevent it and I thought that was rather cute. I increased the
suction on his cock and quickly stoked the sensitive part right under the
bottom of the head with my tongue. Just as he was about to climax, I squeezed
very hard with my thighs around his head. He had the most explosive climax I
have ever seen. His jism shot out with so much force that it bounced off the
back of my throat all the way forward to my teeth. He came in four or five
very strong spurts.

After his intense exertion, Keith's body almost went limp with exhaustion. I
was also tired, but was not about to let him know that. We remained in this
position for a couple of minutes with my legs still wrapped around his head
although I was no longer applying any pressure. When I had recovered, I
untangled my body from his, stood up and gently and silently helped Keith back
up to his feet. Then I guided him to the bedroom and we both lay on the bed
and soon drifted off into deep sleep. This had definitely been one of our most
powerful sexual experiences and I wondered how I could match it the next time,
but I am sure that we will think of something.