Donna Dominates Her Man!-8

"Okay! Okay Donna, you are strong and hugely muscular, and yes, you are the strongest woman in this household! I'll worship your gorgeous female muscular female physique any time, day or night, and do whatever you want me to do! So please let me down now." A playful smile crossed Donna's lips, as she said; "Say please." "Please!" Mike begged. "Now say pretty please." Donna said still smiling. "Pretty please Donna." Mike begged even harder now. "Now say pretty please with sugar on top Mike." Donna said as the playful smile on her face grew larger. "Okay Donna, pretty please with sugar on top." Mike said as a man who knew he was extremely defeated. Donna liked making her husband beg, she really enjoyed it!........Donna then opened her hands and released the collar of his T-shirt. Mike then hit the carpeted floor like dead weight, causing a loud "THUMP!" on impact, and then slowly crawled back into his recliner to regroup his injuries. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" Mike said loudly to himself as he was rubbing his now very sore neck, shoulders, and lower back. "What the fuck did you just say Michael?" Donna hissed, as her left foot came out of nowhere. Donna stomped her left foot down very hard on the seat of his recliner, millimeter's from crushing Mike's crotch while making the recliner lurch forward very dangerously! "I don't fucking like when my man talks that way! You know Mike? Donna scoffed as her face started turning deep red in anger while her muscles started swelling up, as her strength level started to rise. "You know Mike? You've the fucking dumb ass who got me started working out, by daring me to start lifting weights and building up my body five years ago, remember?"...........Mike pushed back hard against the arm rests on his recliner, working against gravity, as the words, "dumb ass" were another slap in his face. Then Mike said; "But Donna, I didn't know you'd end up like," Mike paused trying to phrase his thoughts correctly. The recliner lunged forward even more, rotating heavily towards Donna under her extended left, thickly muscular leg. Mike's quivering arms worked feverishly to keep him from falling out of his recliner. "Like what Michael? Donna said getting angrier by the minute. "LIKE WHAT? FINISH IT MIKE!" Donna yelled at the top of her lungs! Then Donna violently shook the recliner with her foot in anger!..........."LIKE THIS DONNA, LOOK AT YOU! Mike shouted stupidly back at his muscular wife. Donna had enough, she started choking Mike as she grabbed his neck with her strong left hand, while raising him up by his neck, the recliner banged against the carpeted floor. Mike struggled in vein to escape. Slowly, Donna made a fist with her strong right hand, while she pulled back her thickly muscular right arm. Thick blue veins bulged out of her thick muscular right forearm, as she squeezed her fingers very tightly in her left fist. Donna was ready to knock Mike's fucking lights out! Donna decided that she had enough of her husband's fucking disrespect! Mike had bought himself a first class ticket on the express to the world of pain!.........."No, no, honey, honestly Donna, if you love being so hugely muscular and strong, then I love it to!" Mike squealed while trembling hands barricading his own face. Mike was a grown man and he was beginning to cry! End Of Part 8