then ripped off his jock strap and raised it over her head in triumph.

this one would be hung up next to her locker with all the others.

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therapy

the reasons that my wife and i were going to see a

therapist are not important; except to say that i was not

expecting the issue to be brought up that my wife brought up.

and i certainly was not expecting the "therapy" i was to

receive for this issue. the issue was my obsession with

physically strong women and my fantasies surrounding these

thoughts. i always want my wife to wrestle me and scissor my

head between her thighs making me beg her to stop; and i have

been trying to get her to knock me out using this hold. she

would scissor me from time to time; but the knock out was too

much for her.

the therapist was a beautiful woman named dr. shelia

simon. she was about 5'11" tall and had a great body and long

as hell legs. my wife began to describe my obsession to the

dr. and she listened intently. after my wife had told her

side of the story dr. simon asked me to describe things in my

own words. i told her that i had always been interested in

women who were physically strong and that i would love for my

wife to dominate me by using her legs to "convince" me to

behave in the manner she wanted me to behave. after we had

both told our story dr. simon walked over to my wife and

whispered something into her ear; after she was through my

wife nodded in agreement. then dr. simon said she thought she

had a book that would help us in our discussion. she walked

over to the book shelf and began to look at the books. she

suddenly raised up on her toes and her calf muscles leaped

out into a perfect diamond shape. my eyes almost bugged out

of my head and my breath caught. she raised up and down

several times flexing those muscles.

she said something about not finding the book and sat back

down. then she asked my wife to describe what she had just

seen. my wife described my reaction to her standing on her

toes. then dr. simon asked me to describe what i had seen. i

told her that i had seen her looking for a book. " now, tom

that's true; but what else did you see and what were your

thoughts ?" i admitted that i had seen her calf muscles flex

into what looked like hard as steel muscle. after a little

more prompting i admitted that i had wondered what it would

feel like to have my neck scissored between them. dr. simon

said that she felt we would make better progress if she saw

us both twice a week separately; then after a few weeks we

could begin couples therapy again. we both agreed to this.

i showed up at 5:30 pm for my scheduled appointment. as i

signed in the receptionist looked at me with a grin and

without a word she snapped her pencil in half and then began

to laugh. i got the message loud and clear. dr. simon called

me into her office and once again i saw the flex of those

long, beautiful legs as she led the way to her office.

she gestured to the couch and told me to have a seat. she

sat down in a chair across from me. " now tom, let's go back

to last week when i stood on my toes to look for the book. do

you remember that? i can see by the look in your face that

you do. while i'm thinking about it i told mary that i don't

want you two to wrestle or have sex until i tell you you can.

it will not be a problem on the days you and i meet because

when i get through with you you'll have enough trouble

walking out of here. i expect you to obey my directives; and

i am confident that you will." as she said this she flexed

her legs and her arms. even though she had on a jacket and i

could not see the muscles of her arms openly; i saw the

fabric tighten as she flexed. "come here and feel how hard

these are then we'll get the tape measure out and measure

your little muscles and i'll let you measure my big, hard,

strong female muscles." my hand would not fit around her huge

arm and it was like stone; her thighs were solid and as i

squeezed with my hand on the top of it there was no give at

all; i was awed and totally outclassed by this beautiful

woman. the results of the battle of the tape were

humiliating: my arms were 12", thighs a soft 25", calves an

uncut 13", chest 40". hers were a steel hard 17" arm, rock

hard 28" thigh, diamond shaped 13" calf, and 40d chest.

"last week you said you wondered what it would feel like

to have your neck crushed by my legs. you are about to feel

my thighs knock you out. i'll bet you'll be out cold in less

than 5 seconds. you can lay down and place you neck in

between my legs or i'll do it for you." i hesitated and

stared in disbelief as she slowly removed her jacket and

dress. she had on a bikini that was straining to hold in her

massive boobs. she walked over to me and snapped my head into

a headlock. sh