After Gloria gave her husband Tom a senseless beating in the Restaurant that night, he had pretty much behaved himself. His abusive nature came to an end after receiving the brutal beating and he more or less returned to the devoted and attentive husband he used to be. That was all Gloria could ask for. She loved her husband with all of her heart. She had since the first time she laid eyes on him and her feelings had never changed over the years. Even when Tom began to physically and mentally abuse her, the love she felt for him remained. She was confused, intimidated, and sometimes frightened of the man he had become, but she still loved him dearly. That she knew would never change no matter what he did. But those days were in the past. Now that Gloria had discovered the amazing strength giving power in spinach, they would never return. Her new found confidence wouldn't allow it.

Tom never figured out it was the spinach that gave her the strength to throw him around like he was a small child. He assumed she possessed the strength all along, she just chose not to use it until that fatal night he really made her angry. It's still hard for him to believe her 5 foot 7 inch 118 pound female body could handle his muscular frame so easily. He was a 6 foot 2 inch 200 pound male who kept himself very fit. So it boggled his mind how she was able to turn him every way but loose and make it look as easy as child's play. But the dull ache in his shoulder and leg he sometimes got when the weather changed, was positive proof that it happened. So hard to believe or not, he accepted her authority and was trying his best to live with it. But it certainly wasn't easy.

Tom had only challenged her authority once since that night, and it wasn't much of a rebellion. He promised her he would paint the garage, mow the lawn, and trim the hedges over the weekend. Then on Thursday night he came home from work and announced he and his friends were going to a baseball game that Saturday. When Gloria reminded him of the chores he promised to do, he told her not to worry about it. He would definitely do them the next weekend. Gloria refused to let him get away with breaking a promise. She got right in his face and told him he would do the chores like he said, or pay the consequences. His large body began to tremble and his face turned snow white with fear. Tom immediately backed down and agreed to her demands. He mowed the lawn and trimmed the hedges on Friday night. Then rose early Saturday morning and painted the garage. He was an hour late making the game, but his wife was satisfied and he had saved himself from harm.

After having that little confrontation with Tom, Gloria decided it would be best to always be prepared. She hadn't eaten any spinach that day they had their little disagreement. She relied on her confident attitude and unwavering stare to bluff Tom into obeying her wishes. It had worked like a charm. But the next time she may not be as fortunate. So Gloria heated up a large quantity of spinach and stored it in the refrigerator in a big bowl. On week nights when Tom was home from work, she would eat small portions of it twice a night to keep her strength up to it's maximum. Then on the weekends when he was home, she would eat it four or five times a day. If Tom somehow found the courage to challenge her authority again, she would be ready to handle the situation.

It was a good thing she did. Because a few months later Tom became fed up with the docile life he was leading and decided it was time for a change. Gloria should have seen it coming. But she was so satisfied with her wonderful life that the tell tale signs he was unhappy completely eluded her. Things came to a boil one Saturday afternoon when Tom refused to go along with her plans for the evening. Gloria walked into the living room and announced she had just gotten off of the phone with Bethany Briggs. The two women made plans for the four of them to go out that night for dinner and to see a play. Tom was not happy. He was rather tired from a rough week at work. Plus, William and Bethany Briggs were the last two people on Earth he wanted to spend time with. They were with them the night Gloria beat him to a pulp.

"I don't feel like going out tonight sweetheart. Please call her back and cancel your plans for this evening." He asked politely. "Nonsense! A night on the town will do you a world of good. You've been awfully listless and lethargic lately. A night out is exactly what you need to brighten your smile and lift your spirits. Now stop arguing with me about it Tom. We're going and that's final." Gloria sternly told him. Tom blew a gasket. "THAT'S ENOUGH GLORIA!" "You wanted me to go back to being the man you married and I did that. But it's a two way street. You haven't returned to the loving wife you were before our troubles. We never discuss things anymore like we use to. You pick the television programs we watch. You say what we're having for dinner and what time it will be served. You choose the places we go and the people we see. You even pick out the suit that I'm to wear each day to work. There's no democracy in this marriage any longer Gloria. Because you've become a tyrant. And it has to stop." He said angrily.

Gloria slipped off her sandals and stormed over to the easy chair her husband was sitting in. She snatched a hand full of his hair with her left hand, and spread the fingers of her right around his chin to tightly squeeze his cheeks. Then she got right in his face and explained things to him. "You listen to me buster. I pick the programs so I don't have to sit through countless hours of sports games and action movies with macho heroes. The meals I prepare for you are healthy and nutritious. If it were left up to you, you would fill yourself up with greasy foods full of cholesterol and fat. Then you would gain numerous pounds and probably die on me in a few years. And I pick where we go and who we see, because your decision would be to sit at home and never go anywhere. So you see, the things I do are for your own good. And don't you ever raise your voice to me again." She scolded.

Usually Tom would be frightened out of his mind when she acted this way. But his uncontrollable anger clouded his judgement and pushed the fear out of his mind. He was fed up with her domineering attitude and wasn't going to take it any longer. Without warning, Tom slapped her across the face and shoved her away from him. "SLAP!" "GET THE HELL OFF OF ME BITCH!" He screamed as he bolted up from the chair. Gloria smiled at his tirade. She had just finished eating a portion of the spinach less then a half an hour ago and she could feel the strength surging through her firm female body. Tom didn't realise the disastrous mistake he had just made by striking her in the face and pushing her off of him. But she was perfectly willing to show him the error of his ways.

"That was the wrong thing to do little man. You're about to painfully find out why while I put you back in your place. I really thought you had learned your lesson the last time. But I can see I might have been a little hasty in my assumption. Your attitude still needs a serious adjustment. And I'm just the girl to give it to you. Now come here wimp." She ordered. Tom was getting more angry by the second listening to her run her mouth. His only thought was to shut her up permanently. He stepped up and aimed a hard right at her taunting mouth, hoping to cram his fist down her throat. Gloria casually caught his large fist in her left hand and lightly squeezed. The pressure was enough to nearly crush his fingers and make him loudly squeal in pain. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Gloria smiled and grabbed him by the throat with her right hand and lifted him in the air. His feet were kicking about six inches above the floor when her arm was fully stretched out. Tom frantically grabbed for her hand and tried to pry it away from his throat. But it was a useless attempt on his part. His puny male muscles were no match for her spinach enhanced female strength. "When I get through wiping up the floor with you this time, you'll remember where you belong. Your huge male muscles are simply to weak to challenge me. We both know I'm way to strong for you to handle. Where you found the courage to lay a hand on me I'll never know. But I'll guarantee you it will never happen again you pathetic little wimp." She explained with a large smile on her beautiful face. Gloria made a one quarter turn and threw him on the sofa ten feet away. Tom hit the cushions and bounced off into the floor. He wasn't hurt just slightly shaken up.

Tom bolted up from the floor and charged her like a pissed off rhino. He thought if he could tackle her and get her down, his extra 80 pounds of weight would be enough to keep her pinned there so he could beat the hell out of her. But even the best strategies don't work if you're out classed and out muscled. Tom's 200 pound muscular frame slammed into Gloria's 118 pound feminine body and stopped dead. He not only didn't tackle her to the floor, he never even budged her. Gloria leaned over and wrapped her strong arms around his waist. Then she easily lifted him up until he was perpendicular with the floor. Laughing at his frightened screams and his kicking legs, she began to squeeze him in her upside down bear hug. The breath quickly escaped his lungs while the blood rushed to his head. Tom got very dizzy very quickly.

When Tom's face turned blue and he was close to passing out, Gloria quit squeezing. She transferred her left hand to his stomach and got a firm grip on his belt. Then she released her right hand and lifted him up so she could look into his frightened eyes. Tom looked completely ridiculous suspended upside down in the air. Shivers ran down his spine when he realised just how strong his wife really was. She was easily holding him up there using only her left arm. And there was no sign of strain on her beautiful face. Only a smile. Her arms were about the size of a baseball bat, so he couldn't fathom how she was able to accomplish such a feat of strength. But she was holding him up like he weighed no more then a feather. Fear began to take over his large muscular body in that moment. It quickly spread through him like an unstoppable virus until he was thoroughly consumed.

"Time to pay the piper pansy ass. Since you like to slap people around, lets see if you can take it as well as you dish it out." Tom's eyes got as big as saucers when he saw Gloria draw her hand back. He nearly pissed his pants. "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" Gloria slapped one side of his face and then back handed the other. "How does it feel bitch? It hurts doesn't it?" "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "It's very humiliating too." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "I should know. Because you treated me like this for over a year." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "I put up with your abuse and stayed because I love you. But it was very depressing." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "It makes you want to crawl into a hole somewhere and hide." "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!"

Tom was crying rivers while he helplessly hung there in his wife's strong grip while she punished him. His mind was working over time trying to figure a way out of his predicament. But there was absolutely nothing he could do to stop her. Her formidable strength was just to much for him to overcome. All he could do was accept it and pray her anger would be sated before she injured him to badly. But it wasn't looking good. She was really pissed. "SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!..SLAP!" "I don't think you will have the courage to slap me again after this. Am I correct sissy?" She asked with a smile. Tom was bawling to hard to answer her. Besides, he was pretty sure it was a rhetorical question and she didn't expect him to respond. "SLAP!..SLAP!" Gloria was finally satisfied he had learned his lesson and stopped degrading him. "There. That should do the trick. But I'm perfectly willing to continue if I have to. It's up to you my dear." She told him.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" "I'M SORRY I SLAPPED YOU GLORIA! PLEASE DON'T HIT ME ANYMORE! I'VE HAD ENOUGH! PLEASE, PLEASE STOP!" He begged. "Alright Tom, I believe you. But let me give you fair warning. If you ever lay a hand on me again. I'll slap you into next week. Am I making myself perfectly clear?" She asked. "YES! YES! I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN! I SWEAR!" He said in a shaky voice. "Good boy. You've been on such good behavior lately and I was extremely proud of you. So I don't understand what prompted this little defiant outburst of yours today" She wanted to know. "I told you Gloria. I went back to the man you wanted me to be. But you remained a bitch. You order me around like you're a Queen and you expect me to follow your orders like I'm your lowly subject. We never make any mutual decisions anymore. You take charge of everything and run my life. And I'm sick of it." He replied.

"Tom, Tom, Tom. What am I going to do with you. Can't you see you need my guidance. Without me to organize our schedule and dictate what needs to be done, you would be totally lost. You constantly act like a spoiled child who expects to get his way all of the time. And when you don't, you throw a temper tantrum. Sometimes I just want to paddle your bare ass and make you behave. HEY! Maybe that's the answer. When naughty little boys are unruly and out of control, they receive a harsh spanking to set them straight. I think that's exactly what you need." She told him grinning. Tom nearly went into shock at her suggestion. Being spanked like he was a child by his wife would be the ultimate humiliation. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" He replied unconvincingly. "Watch me." She said with an evil smile. Her answer scared him to death.

Tom began to violently struggle while she unbuckled his belt and slipped his slacks and underwear up his legs. His feeble attempt to stop her was useless. She easily accomplished the chore while ignoring his pitiful squirming to keep her from completely shaming him. In no time at all, his slacks and underwear were around his ankles. Gloria got a firm grip on his lower left calf with her left hand and turned his bare ass where she could easily reach it with her right hand. Tom was crying like a new born child by the time she was ready to administer his spanking. "This should make you behave yourself and follow my rules without giving me any lip or attitude." She said confidently. Tom began to plead for mercy. "PLEASE DON'T DO THIS GLORIA! I'M BEGGING YOU!" Sorry wimp. It's my duty as your wife to make sure you receive the punishment you deserve. Now hush." She sternly replied.

"WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Each time her hand struck his bare ass it sounded like a shot gun being discharged. Tom tried to block her by covering his ass with both of his hands. But Gloria quickly remedied that. She lowered him until the top of his head was resting on the floor. Then she reached down and snatched his swinging arms one at a time and pinned his hands to the floor under her right foot. "Ahhh, that's better. Now let's continue." She said smiling. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!" Tears were rapidly falling from Tom's sad eyes. And screams of anguish were escaping his wide open sobbing mouth. But it didn't detour Gloria from her solemn duty to make him obedient. "WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!..WHACK!"

When Gloria decided he had been punished enough, his bare ass was bright red and raw. She could feel the heat radiating from his rosy cheeks. "Are you going to be a good little boy and mind your wife? Or should I continue to paddle your bare ass until you decide to comply with my wishes?" She asked in a harsh voice. Tom had no will left to fight her. His spirit was crushed and his courage was gone. He was thoroughly broken. "I GIVE UP GLORIA! I'LL BE GOOD! I'LL BE GOOD! PLEASE DON'T SPANK ME ANYMORE! I'LL DO WHAT EVER YOU SAY! JUST PLEASE STOP!" He sobbingly begged. "That's my good boy. I really think we have made some progress today. Wouldn't you say so sweetheart?" Tom was to busy crying to answer.

Gloria turned him right side up and held him out in front of her under his arm pits. "I'm glad we had this little discussion today. It cleared the air and put everything into perspective. I'm positive you have learned the extent I will go to to ensure you behave yourself. As long as you obey my rules and not cause me any trouble, I will treat you like a devoted and loving husband. If you stray off course and act like a brat, then I will deal with you accordingly. So your fate is in your hands. Do you understand sweetheart?" She asked. "Yes.. G.Gloria. I'll.. be.c.come.. the.. hus.b.b.band.. you.. ex.p.pext.. me.. to.. b.be. I.. sw.swear.. on.. my.. l.life." He said with tears in his eyes. "Good. That's all I ask." She replied as she pulled him to her and hugged him lightly. "Now let's go get ready. Bethany and I have a nice evening planned for the four of us. It should be lots of fun."

Gloria started for the bedroom. On the way, she got the urge to play with her husband physically and sexually. She lifted him above her head and gently kissed his limp hanging penis. Then she threw him in the air and caught him in her strong arms when he came down. This time she licked the head of his dick and watched as it began to grow. Normally Tom would be frightened to death. But he remembered how easily she held him while she roughly slapped his face and gave him the terrible spanking. So he was confident she wouldn't drop him in the floor. The thought crossed his mind that he should feel completely embarrassed she was tossing him around like a toy. He was much bigger and a lot more muscular then his petite wife. But what he felt was aroused. And that thoroughly surprised him. Her remarkable strength and what she was doing to him sexually was really turning him on.

Smiling at the fun she was having and Tom's calm reaction to it, Gloria tossed him in the air again. After catching him the second time, she took the head of his dick in her mouth and forced him to grow even larger. When he was nearly at his full length and it was close to being rock hard, she threw him up once again. This time after catching him, she took his entire dick in her mouth and sucked until it was as hard as a steel rod. After walking through the bedroom door, she tossed him in the air one last time. When she caught him she planted a kiss on his mouth. Tom was so aroused he mashed his lips against hers and slipped his right hand inside her blouse to fondle her breast. When they broke the passionate kiss they both were panting like dogs in heat.

"If you're a real good boy tonight, I'll give you a special treat when we get home." She said nearly out of breath. Tom groaned and nibbled at her neck. "Do we have to wait until we get home Gloria? I need you right now. Please baby, your teasing made me horny as hell." He pleaded. "Tom. We just had a discussion about you going against my wishes. You really don't want to make me angry again." She threatened. "OK, OK. I'm sorry. I'll wait until tonight. But please. When you're making love to me, find some way to use your amazing strength while we're doing it. What you just did was fantastic and really a turn on." He admitted. Gloria almost fell in the floor when she heard him make that statement. "WHAT?" "Did you just say what I thought you said." She asked with a puzzled look on her beautiful face.

"I know, I know. I don't understand it myself. I should hate your super human strength because you can handle me so easily. And frankly, sometimes it scares me half to death. But then there's times when I catch myself looking at you like you're a strong Valkyrie Goddess. I get the urge to throw myself at your feet and worship you like an adoring slave. That awesome performance you just put on while carrying me to the bedroom was sensually erotic. I've never wanted to make love to you more then I do at this very moment." He confessed. Gloria was elated. His confession that he loved to be dominated during sex damn near made her cream her panties. She had often thought about taking complete control when they were making love. But she was afraid Tom wouldn't find it as exciting as she would and it would spoil the mood.

"Sweetheart. When we get home tonight, you're going to experience the best love making session we've had in our nine years of marriage. I guarantee it. Now come on, get those clothes off. Let's go take a shower together like we used to when we first fell in love." She said while she smiled and began stripping. "OK babe. But you have to promise not to fondle me to much. I may shoot my load down the drain if you're not careful." He said grinning himself as he ripped his clothes off. "Sorry sweetie. I can't make that promise. But with what I have in mind, I don't think I'll have any trouble getting you ready again tonight. Now get your butt in that shower." She said as she lightly patted him on the ass. "Yes my strong Valkyrie Goddess. What ever you say." The two of them padded to the bathroom giggling like small children.