Donna Dominates Her Man!-6

Laying on the sofa Mike felt as emasculated as ever, since his wife took up lifting weights and body building five years ago. Mike was glad that his father wasn't around to see him being tossed around like a rag doll by his extremely strong, muscular wife. Then a pillow fell off the sofa to the floor. Donna shifted the sofa to her left hand, then bent forward to scoop up the pillow with her right hand and tossed it back up on the sofa, hitting Mike squarely in the face. "There we go darling." Donna smiled. "Wouldn't want to have to re-wash those pillows again............"You know what Mike? I'm so tired vacuuming under that ratty recliner of yours." Donna said. Then with a grunt, Donna lifted the recliner with her right hand. In both of Donna's extremely strong hands suspended furniture, as easily as if she was holding two cups of coffee. Donna laughed at how ridiculously light their living room furniture was, even with her husband sitting on their sofa. It had taken four brawny moving guys to carry their furniture in from the moving van, and now she was playing with them like they were as light as a feather. Mike began to toss around while Donna started juggling the furniture above her own head, trying but failing to challenge herself, while she laughed and enjoyed it..........."See Michael what happens when me eats too much spinach!" Donna said, talking and laughing like Popeye the sailor man. "You know Mike, we should join the circus, we have a great act here!" Donna said while she started laughing even louder now! After a while of joyously listening to Mike beg to be let down, Donna finally agreed, but only after spinning the sofa around like a basket ball on her finger, for being "BAD" she told him. Finally defeated, Mike crawled back into his recliner. But Donna wasn't finished with him yet. Mike's huge, thickly muscular wife came and stood in front of him, inspecting the sofa that was still in her strong hands........."And about this sofa Mike, I never really did like the color." Donna said as she dug her fingers into it. Donna's face grimaced and her thickly beefy arm and chest muscles shook violently. Then Donna let out a very deep roar, as the sofa let out a loud crack and ripping sound, while Donna tore the sofa completely in half with her super strength..........."That was fun Mike." Donna smiled; "How heavy would you say your pick-up was?" Mike who knew he was his muscle bound wife's weaker counterpart, just sat on his recliner speechless with his mouth aghast, while struggling for words. "My t-t-truck?" "that's right you pick-up truck. It's my last hope of finding some descent weight to lift." Donna said while she looked at the mutilated pieces of their sofa sitting in her hands; "Seeing that everything else in this house is so light and pointless." "Light and pointless Donna? You want to work out by lifting my pick-up truck?" Mike's brain registered that as impossible, even for his muscle bound wife........"What? Is there an echo in here?" Donna said sarcastically while she held her hands on her muscular hips like a super hero, "Yes Mike, your pick-up truck." Donna shook her head in annoyed disbelief as her long raven black hair swayed. "You are amazing Mike, you still doubt me after what I had just done to our sofa? Maybe I should rip YOU in half to make my next point." Then Donna reach for him. Mike just sank back in his recliner, but Donna powerfully kicked his recliner with her left foot, causing it to start spinning with Mike still sitting on it. After a minute, Donna stopped the recliner facing her again..........Mike's wide eyes sot to his Amazon wife's bulging biceps and the triceps bulged out behind them. Mike could see Donna's muscular lats peeking out between her arms, connecting her arms to her muscular torso. Donna's thick, bowling ball shoulders curved and flowed into her beefy, bulging shredded biceps, as she continued to hold the two pieces of destroyed sofa in her strong hands, it's jagged, wooden spears pointing in every direction. Donna was getting more and more vascular as she went. End Of Part 6         

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