Lmit

This story is taking place in one of the cities of India. You can place it as it suits you anywhere in India. Characters : Mohini. Age: 40, 5'4 and 53 Kg. 34C-28-36. A woman with a curvy shape and fair complexion with a cute smile. Satheesh(husband). Age : 44, 6'2 and 100kg. Sagar(son) : Age 20, 6'3 and 90kg Sanju(son) : age 19, 5'11 and 65Kg. This is a normal family in India. The husband or the breadwinner of the family Satheesh is working as a police officer in India. He was once a kabaddi champion in his school and actively participated in tug of war competitions. After joining the police force he became lazy and didn't maintain his muscular body. Once he was a well built man in his twenties. In India after joining the police forces there are no intermediate physical tests. Till your retirement you can avoid the burden of keeping your body maintained. As years passed Satheesh lost his muscles. He developed a tummy and his muscles became soft. Still he was so gigantic with his tall and fat body and had a lot of strength. His problem was stamina. That was due to his big fat body and bodyweight. Still he was a terror figure among criminals. Inside the lockup and in streets he brutally beats up criminals with his bare hands. Many men were puny in front of him. As all Indian conservative families this family is also conservative. He was the king of the family. His wife Mohini will always be cooking, cleaning, ironing, washing, shoe polishing and giving him pleasure at night. In addition to this Satheesh had some extra affairs with helpless women who came to him to complain about their husbands. He always utilised their helplessness to get them in the bed. Mohini was not aware of this in detail but she knows that her husband is interested in other women and he is doing some mischief hiding from her. She thought about it as a common trait of male gender. She never argued on this or else she was not aware that she was mistreated. But one thing also was unaware of her husband,  deep inside his mind he craved for a dominatrix. He sometimes encourage Mohini to take the lead in the bed but as a shy Indian woman Mohini didn't know how to play that part. She does little spank on his ass sometimes but never satisfied Satheesh as a mistress. Satheesh always forced his lady victims to act as dominant females but they all were just acting. No woman in his knowledge was able to really dominate a beast like Satheesh. Apart from his kink in bed, Satheesh was the alpha male. He never considered his wife's opinions. He thinks of his wife as stupid and weak. He teases her on her small body and weak muscles. He always says a woman's place is in the kitchen. Mohini gets hurt mentally sometimes but often she thinks that her husband is correct. Mohini was a normal Indian girl in her age 18 when she married Satheesh. She never participated in any sports. Even Though she was a good sprinter in her lower primary days, her father stopped her participation in sports as he thought girls should not compete in sports. It was not his mistake. The society was built like that. For a girl sports were not allowed. She was supposed to dance, sing, cook, clean and worship her husband. She was brilliant in studies but after her schooling she was not sent to any college. She got married. At that age she was also not aware about the importance of education. She accepted the marriage thinking that marriage life is heaven for women. She was also happy she got the strongest man as husband. She was indeed happy except some teasing from her husband. But after a few years she adjusted with it and thought that women had only this much in her life. We just love our husband and make him happy so we can also be happier. This was her ideology. Sagar her elder son was the copy of Satheesh in his 20s. Like father like son. He was a beast. He had a well built body. He was the college wrestling champion in the first year itself. Mohini always served him with all the food she could make. She also was proud that her son is like her husband. But not only physically his attitude was also similar to father. He sometimes teases his mother by keeping things high or closing the jar tightly. Mohini somehow got successful with jars and that was surprising for him but on things he kept high Mohini had to beg him. He always made it funny. Actually he didn't have any intention to really hurt her mentally but he does this for fun. Mohini also acts along. Sometimes for his naughty behavior she slaps him on his shoulders or ass. He will mock her saying " mommy why are you tickling me? ". She smiles on the fact that her son is so strong. Sanju her younger son was a mix of Satheesh and Mohini. He had the height from his father but he was extremely slim. He had very little body weight and good stamina. He was a long runner. He won many trophies in cross country races and marathons. He was unbeatable in it in college. He was so brilliant in studies just like how his mother was in her school days. He was the chess champion. He was a super gamer. In gaming both sons were good and often they matched with each other. They were proud of their gaming skills. Apart from this they both were good at cricket, football, kabaddi or whatever sports where stamina, speed and strength mattered. Things were going smoothly until one day when Mohini had an enlightenment. She wakes up everyday early in the morning at 4:00 am. She does all the household chores. One day accidentally when she woke up she saw her husband was sleeping with his mobile in his hand. She understood that at night after she slept Satheesh was watching porn on mobile. She knew this. Sometimes Satheesh does this. She casually took the phone and gave a kiss on his cheeks. Her intention was to keep the phone away from her husband who is sleeping... But the phone was not locked. She saw the video. It was a mixed wrestling video. She didn't understand what was happening. She watched it with full attention. She was seeing a petite woman like her beating up a big hunk like Satheesh. She could not understand how it was possible. She had sometimes tried to lift off her husband's arm from her body while he was sleeping but it was so hard to escape from his cuddles. In the video she is seeing a woman like her suplexing a guy like Satheesh. She didn't know what was happening. She felt some vibration in between her legs seeing it.... She was wearing a maxy(a dress Indian women wear inside the house. It is also called as nighty). She didn't have any underwear as Satheesh didn't like it when sleeping. He always wants to touch her privates when they are in bed. She felt her maxy getting wet. But why in the hell!!!!!. She got interested. She started watching that video completely. She was imagining herself and her husband in that video. She put one finger on her clitoris. In the video she saw the woman putting a head scissor on the man. There was a strength struggle. His arms versus her legs. She watched in amusement that the smaller woman's legs are stronger. She lifted her maxy and looked at her thighs. She took her husband's arms and put it on her thighs. She saw her thighs are way bigger than his arms. Yes if it is bigger then her thighs may be stronger than Satheesh's arms she thought. She continued watching the video. At the end the guy was begging for mercy. She felt a sense of power. Adrenaline rushed into her. She fingered hard and she squirted. She had found out something knew even though the video she saw was scripted. She got sexually hungry. She opened his files on mobile. In the video section she found so many similar videos.... She played one by one. She saw a video where a woman is carrying her man in her arms... She in slow sound asked to sleeping Satheesh... " you love this dont you? You wanna be a baby in my arms? Awwww how cute.... She kissed her husband's forehead. Satheesh got disturbed and he was moving in sleep. Mohini got terrified and suddenly she kept his mobile on the table and froze. Satheesh just rolled and slept again. Mohini had a sense of relief. She again took the phone. She played a lot of videos. She saw mixed wrestling, she saw lift carry and she also saw pegging. She saw men begging, crying, craving and humiliated. She saw women triumph. She was getting thrilled. She saw woman bodybuilders, gymnasts and dominatrix. She fingered and she saw it until 07:00 in the morning. She climaxed several times. Till Satheesh woke up, she watched the videos. That day Mohini had to hear a lot of scolding. Nothing was ready in the morning. Breakfast was not ready. Satheesh's uniform was not ironed. His shoe was not polished. The sons had to carry lunch to college and it was not ready. Satheesh was angry at this. Mohini was arranging everything quickly but Satheesh scolded her so hard. She lied that she woke up late. She felt mistreated. But she was not so sad because she was thrilled about what she saw in the morning. She knew there were a lot of videos on Satheesh's phone. So she deliberately kept his phone away so that he should forget to take it. Satheesh but remembered to take his phone. This made Mohini so upset. She was not so active on the internet as any other Indian mother. She decided to try it on her phone. She assumed what might be the keywords and she started navigating through different porn sites. She felt strange. She was the mother of two grown up boys. She might have had sex more than 1000 times with her husband in her 22 years of marriage and still she is been driven to climax by porn. She thought of instances where Satheesh forced her to try to be a mistress. She thought about all that. She understood she had missed such good chances in the past to know about these things. She regretted not dominating her husband on 100 occasions that he allowed in the past. Nowadays Satheesh lost all hope in Mohini being a mistress and he is not asking her to do that. She is also afraid to ask him. She is afraid of his slap. In her 22 years of marriage she received two-three slaps from Satheesh on cheeks.  It was terribly painful for days. So she lost courage even to correct or say her opinion to her husband. She was finding new dimensions in wrestling and pegging porns. She understood everything is scripted. She understood the fact that she cannot make this in her life so easily. Mohini had a friend named Hema. Hema was a bold woman. She has divorced two men and now she is dating a younger man. Mohini always thought of Hema as uncultured. She thought it was a sin to have sex with multiple men. She always quarrels with Hema. Hema sometimes says to Mohini that she is a slave of Satheesh. Mohini never admits it. She always says that it is love not slavery. Hema laughs. Mohini accuses her for her immoral sex life. Mohini always saw it like that. In the Indian context a woman divorcing her husband is considered as a big problem. Mohini even thought that it is wrong to watch porn if you are married to a man. She thought it was cheating. At the same time she knows that Satheesh watches porn,  that she sees as normal because he is  a man so he can. Hema advises Mohini to stand strong and respond. Mohini always thought Hema was wrong. But they were good friends with differences of opinion. Mohini didn't know how to do this in real life. The best option she saw was to call Hema and take advice. She called Hema. Right from that day Mohini's life was changing. The main portion of their conversation👇. Hema: Thank god finally you are on right path. Mohini: but hema how can i change my life. You know Satheesh is so strong. I cannot even control the boys. Hema: hey you just think about yourself. You can do wonders because you are a female. Females are tougher than males. You didn't know that. But now you are understanding Mohini : hey don't take motivation class. Tell me a way. These videos are not real. They all are scripted that's why this young girl is beating up a huge man. It's not reality. Hema : ooh you need to be real. Ok let me ask some questions. Mohini : what questions. Hema : See how many hours your husband works out.... Mohini : um..... Actually... He doesn't workout but he is so big and strong. Hema: size is secondary skills matters. So he is not working out. He is beating up criminals because of his size and his post as an officer. Criminals don't fight back. Mohini : are you saying Satheesh is weak? Hema: no. He is strong but not for you. Mohini: but how. Hema: see he is most of the time sitting in the office. He then comes back to the house. Take bath. Then sit and watch TV. Then he eats then he sleeps. This is his routine na? Mohini : yes. Hema : think of you. You are up in the morning at 4 o'clock. You clean 3 bathrooms. Bending and washing them. You lift a bucket full of water. You effortlessly wash all 4 peoples clothes including bedsheets and curtains without a washing machine. There you bend down with heavy socked clothes. You stand up. You wring and squeeze the heavy big sheets with bare hands to remove the water. You then cook food. You carry big bags of rice and wheat from shop to house. When LPG is over you carry a gas cylinder and change it. For firewood you cut logs with a big axe. You iron the dress. You Polish shoes. You even move furniture here and there, lift them for cleaning. See you were working out for your entire life except your sleeping time. At night also you must be working out with your mouth and pussy. (They were close friends so hema used to say about sex) Mohini got amused. Hema: see you are so strong. You just need to know the skills to use it. Think of your sons. They might be working out in the gym. They might be playing games or running. But can you say what is the thing that they do the most. Mohini : that might be gaming. Hema : yes.. So they are also sitting and relaxing for the majority of their daytime. You should realise that you are the mother and you have the authority. You should acquire skills. You should learn some jiu jitsu or karate. I will send you tutorial videos. Practice it when your husbands and kids are away during the daytime. Go for a run in the morning when they are asleep. It will only take half an hour. Keep things secret till you do it. Ok? Mohini: ok hema. Hema: come to my house on some days of the week we can grapple together to learn. Come during the office hours they wont know. Mohini said thanks and cut the phone. A sheer determination was on her face. She rolled her  sleeves up. She saw a bulge in her biceps. A small one. She knew she was automatically and genetically belonging to the stronger sex. She opened another video but this time it was not porn it was a tutorial on grappling. Mohini asked for some money to buy clothes from Satheesh. He complied. He does not restrict such things. She bought something else. She bought a pair of running shoes, leggings, track pants, t shirts and shorts. She needed these dress to run and workout. This was the first time she was wearing these dresses. Apart from saree, maxy and churidars she never wore any other dresses. Next day morning at 4:00 am Mohini sneaked out in a trackpant and top to go for a run. She didnt know how much can she go. To her own amusement she was easily running 2.5km. This made her so confident. She came back running and quickly did some stretching exercise and pushups. She was able to do 10 pushups. In the kitchen she held on to the top concrete kitchen slab and did pullups. She was struggling but this was day one. She then went to bedroom to get fresh. She saw the huge body of Satheesh. She thought about her struggles to get rid of his cuddles. She decided to try something. She went near him and pushed his body. Omg she was able to roll Satheesh's full body to one edge of the bed. "Oooh my god" she exclaimed. She understood that she was capable of it earlier itself but she was not aware. All her struggles were due to her lack of confidence and fear on satheesh. She got freshen up and completed all her morning chores. End of part 1.

Part 2 After Satheesh and boys went to their office and colleges Mohini quickly finished their households, she changed into a shorts and tshirt and started watching the tutorials sent by Hema. She was seeing so many stretching exercises. Because of years of working in the home and a lean body all the stretches were so easy for Mohini. She was able to split her legs completely. She was able to arch her body backwards easily. She did a proper headstand and handstand. She knew that flexibility is in her DNA. She tried to lift the big cupboard and she found it was so easy. She started practising kicks and punches. The video showed various parts of the human body where the hitting or punching should land. She was able to kick her leg way high up almost reaching Satheesh's head height. She was excited about herself. Days passed. Everyday Mohini was going for a run in the morning and learning to fight during the day without her husband or son's knowledge. She was practising different holds on a pillow. She understood that the pillow won't work. She understood that she needs a real man to fight with. Mohini dialed Hema. Hema was always mysterious. She had some secrets. Yess Hema had personal slaves. Mohini sensed it. She just called to confirm it. After the conversation with Hema, Mohini went to visit Hema in her house. Hema arranged everything for Mohini. Mohini changed into a leggings and t-shirt. Hema led her to the basement. Mohini couldn't believe her eyes. There was a big ring. Also she saw 4 men standing there. Seeing Hema they all knelt down. These men were slaves. They struggled to find a mistress in India and finally found Hema. They surrendered to Hema. They all were big businessmen or politicians. They were ready to serve Hema. When Hema calls them they immediately arrive at her house to serve her. Hema practised punching and kicking on them. Today was Mohini's chance. Among them a petite man in his 30s was selected. Hema led Mohini to the ring and told her to fight him. He was getting ready. Hema didn't tell him to hold back. He was offered a blowjob by Hema to win the match. There were no rules. Both of them can do anything to each other. Mohini was tensed. Apart from Satheesh she has never touched any other male in her life. Now one man in his undies is staring at her to destroy her. She told Hema to postpone it but Hema told her to try. Hema blew a whistle to start... The man circled around... Mohini doesn't know what to do. She also started to circle around mimicking him. He charged. Mohini's automatic reflex made her sidestep from him. She was stunned by his speed but she escaped. He was stunned by her speed because until the last moment he thought he had her. Even though she sidestepped, she didn't attack because she didn't know how to utilize the situation. He again came towards her. This time he decided to approach slowly. He slowly came and locked arms with her. Hema shouted " turn his knuckles Mohini " Mohini knew the move. She bent his knuckles backwards. He suddenly fell to his knees. He could not believe the sheer strength hurting him is coming from this small woman. He screamed in pain. Hema: " now as you saw in the video reverse it. " Mohini brought her arms down and bent his knuckles again. In abnormal pain he jumped up and started dancing around. " aaaaaaaaaaa" he cried out loud. Mohini had seen these moves in videos. She understood how to do it. She then remembered one of the videos and headbutted him in the chest. With a loud sound he fell backwards and fell to the ring mat. Even Hema was surprised. She also understood that Mohini is built differently. There is strength in Mohini. Mohini went near him. She just pulled him up holding his hair. Then slapped him in the face. He felt like his head was displaced. His cheeks burned. He suddenly started pleading. Seeing him desperate gave Mohini a sensation between her legs and her rage started building. She suddenly just like a robot lifted him on her shoulders and slammed him on the mat. Thug..... A huge  sound was heard. Even Hema felt feared. Mohini was enjoying a male's pathetic condition. She wished to exert more pain. She bent down and caught his balls and started squeezing the life out of him. He was in agony. He tried desperately, screamed aloud and cried. Tears flooded the mat. Hema quickly interrupted. She pulled Mohini back. " eey what are you doing. 10 more seconds he will be dead. " Mohini : " sorry Hema i got lost in excitement. I felt so much power and i wished to exert more pain. It was giving me so much pleasure. " Hema noticed Mohini's wet thighs. She thought how this lady was not aware of her hunting instincts all these years. Its strange. Hema then asked Mohini to slowly try to apply different holds on him. Mohini applied first a figure four on an already crying male. He was not getting any mercy. Then she switched to the camel clutch, boston crab, different headlocks and all of that which she learned in past days. Finally to end his agony she knocked him out in reverse naked choke. She was handling him like he was a dummy. Hema was also surprised with the expertise she was doing. Hema had no doubts regarding her strength. Then Hema taught her some peculiar pressure points which paralyse men. Both of them practiced it on the men. This continued for so many days. Mohini became a beast. All men of Hema feared Mohini. Some started peeing seeing her against them in the ring. Mohini became so self confident. Mohini decided to slowly take hold of her family. She started slowly. One day Satheesh was sleeping and Mohini came back after running. She took a bath and was cooking in the kitchen. She decided to take her first step. She went to the bedroom. She saw Satheesh sleeping. She usually doesn't wake him up because Satheesh doesn't like breaking his sleep. Today she decided to try. She gently shook Satheesh's shoulders " hey... Satheesh.... Satheesh wake up wake up it's getting late." Satheesh brushed her off. She smiled. She grabbed hold of his back and lifted him in a cradle. Satheesh in his sleep didn't understand what was happening. Suddenly he felt his legs touching the tiled floor. He was standing on the bathroom floor. He didn't understand how he reached there. He saw his wife behind him. He felt somebody carried him there but... but...is she the one who did it? Mohini went back to the kitchen. Satheesh felt doubtful but as time passed he started to believe that it was his wife who carried him to the bathroom. So is she strong? Satheesh was almost 110 kg and Mohini was almost 60 kg. If she did it then how did she do it? He was totally confused. After taking a bath Satheesh went to the kitchen. Satheesh : " hey did you carry me to the bathroom earlier? " Mohini : " yes.. Because it was getting late? " Satheesh was dumbfounded. How the hell. Satheesh : " but how can you carry me? " Mohini : " I don't know. Maybe wife's love gives her the strength " She winked at him in a naughty way. Satheesh was taken back. This was the first time in his 24 years of marriage his wife signalling naughtiness. He was not used to this. He always took the lead. Now Mohini is looking at him in such a way that he is her property. Her facial expression is speaking many things. It was as if she was wishing to undress him and use him as a toy. Rather than becoming mad, Satheesh became shy. But his ego wasn't allowing him to become shy so he just went back to the bedroom. He actually escaped. Mohini prepared tea and poured it in a flask. She deliberately tightened the jar so hard. She was testing her strength. When Satheesh came to eat she served him food on a plate like a submissive wife and acted as if something was on the stove and rushed back to the kitchen. From the kitchen she shouted "hey i am busy. Please drink the tea from the flask. Please " A glass was kept on the table. Satheesh decided to pour the tea in the glass. He decided to open the jar but he felt as if the top was welded. He couldn't open it...  He tried hard. So haaaaard. He kept the jar in his armpit and tried but couldn't. Mohini was peeping from the kitchen and seeing his struggles. She smiled. A vibration started between her legs. She casually walked to him and took the jar from him and opened it. Satheesh was again surprised. But Mohini stood there like nothing happened. She poured tea in the glass. Satheesh was discovering that his wife is indeed strong. He saw a potential mistress in her. The boys came down and the husband-wife moment got disrupted. The boys ate and left for college. Satheesh as usual came and hugged Mohini before he was leaving. He was in the police uniform. As he hugged her she hugged him back. But today he felt a strong pair of arms around him. But abnormally her hand moved downwards and cupped both his ass cheeks. She squeezed his ass. Satheesh quickly felt groped. He was disturbed but enjoyed her touch. Mohini said in his ears " baby i will be waiting. Bring your ass home early" A thunderbolt passed through his spine. He couldn't believe his wife saying things so openly. He was getting erect but he felt so weak even to press her ass or boobs back. Mohini broke the hug. Then patted Satheesh's ass and said " ok go for duty and come back early" He left like an obeying student to teacher. In the office he was sitting thinking about the words his wife said. She said to bring his ass home early. In india aristocratic ladies never use such a language. It was as if she was the man of the house. He became restless. He went to the office washroom and masterbate imagining his wife spanking him. During the day Mohini was again practising to fight. She was now an expert. She had some more visits to Hema's house. The four male slaves of Hema are now terrorised. They will pee as soon as they see Mohini. She almost squished each of them under her thighs. Mohini was more confident after she lifted Satheesh this morning. She thought it would be hard but it was so easy. She felt like carrying a small boy. Satheesh was huge but the strength of Mohini is making it easy for her. In the evening Satheesh and the boys returned. Satheesh was watching the TV and boys were playing chess. Her younger son Sanju was actually a brainy. He was the chess champion. Sagar the elder boy was not so good at it but he sometimes tried his luck. For Sanju it was a good chance to humiliate his older brothers. There is usually a competitive mindset between brothers. Especially in sports and videogames. Today also Sanju had an upper hand. Soon Satheesh joined them. There was no way Satheesh could beat Sanju. But he joined for fun. (From here onwards from the perspective of Mohini.) I was in the kitchen. Today abnormally there was silence in the drawing hall. Does Satheesh switch off the TV? I peeped to the drawing hall and saw all three men sitting around the chess board. I thought to just check on them and go near them. Me : " ooh. At least you people started playing some good games rather than stupid video games. " Sanju : " yes mommy. Both Sagar and dad don't know how to win" Sanju humiliated them. Satheesh was looking at me in a horny way. I know he is excited because i groped him in the morning. Satheesh : " actually your mommy knows how to play. Isn't it Mohini? " Sagar : " hahaha.... Really... I don't think so. She is always doing cooking and cleaning only" Sanju : " eey you always tease her. Then why don't you try a match with her. " Sagar: " i am ready but mommy is afraid i think " I was getting angry at the attitude of sagar but i was happy because things are coming easy for me. Why not start my dominance with chess. Me : " afraid?. Why should a mommy be afraid to lose to a son. I am happy for your success only my boy" Sagar : " aah mommy don't call me a boy. I am an adult and so big. Look at my muscles " Me : " you are strong and big but you are my little boy always" Sagar quickly arranged the chess board. He invited me to sit against him. My husband and Sanju were watching. I decided to do the magic. He started his move. I remembered an old trick of chess which i used during my childhood days. I applied it  in the 5th move and I won the match. Sagar was stunned. He can't believe his mom defeated him so easily. Sanju started teasing and humiliating him. Sagar was fuming in anger. I watched it all with a smile. Sagar: " eey Sanju dont be a big mouth. You try with mom. I am sure you will lose. " Sanju : " eey. Don't be a stupid brother. You are an amateur in chess. I am a champion" Sagar: " then prove it and talk" Sagar adjusted the coins in the starting position and invited Sanju to play. This was what i was also praying for. I needed to defeat the best among them to mark my authority. For a start it will be good. This should be a mental breakdown for the men. Luckily Sagar hurt the ego of Sanju and made the occasion right. Sanju came there with a smile and he sat. I needed to make things spicy. They should feel i am winning easily. Me : " ok alright i will play. But i have work in the kitchen. So just wait a minute. " I went back to the kitchen and returned with a basket of vegetables. Me : " I will play with you and i will also cut the vegetables for dinner " Sanju smiled. He thought about how she will be able to concentrate... Fool she is. (From here onwards the story will be as seen from Satheesh's eyes) Mohini sat down with the vegetables. She started cutting it and Sanju played first move. I thought Mohini is taking it lightly she will lose more quickly than me. Mohini just looked at what Sanju played and she moved her move. Sanju was also playing fast as the match was just starting. In the first quick 5-6 moves Sanju took 2 pawns of Mohini. Mohini noticed it but she looked not bothered. I thought that as a mother Mohini might be taking it lightly because she always loved our sons. She will be happier for his win. After some 10-12 moves I saw Sanju started taking some time for his moves. His face was getting serious. After some more moves Mohini took both his bishops. This was a shock for all of us. The most intimidating factor was that Mohini was cutting vegetables and was juat taking only one second to do her move. When Sanju takes time Mohini only looks at the vegetables she is cutting. As soon as she saw Sanju doing the move, She just lifted up her face and looked into the board and suddenly in one second did her move. This was unbelievable. My son Sanju who is a champion and a regular player is now struggling with my wife. She is doing it casual and she is playing this game after at least 20 years. One by one Sanju's coins were gone from the board. I felt a tingle in my cock seeing my wife kicking ass in chess. Sanju was now sitting shocked. He can't believe it. He had never been dominated in chess in such a manner. He struggled to play his moves. One by one Mohini is taking away all his coins... Sanju started scratching his head. He became frustrated. He was badly getting beaten. By this time vegetable cutting was over. She kept the vegetable basket away and she told everybody " ok let me get serious " What the hell. Half of Sanju's coins are out of the board whereas she only lost her two pawns. Now she is saying she is going to be serious. I was in awe of her next moves. All her upcoming moves were a direct attack on any of his coins. Each move took either a pawn or a rook or a knight. Sanju was running for his life now. His queen was also taken and soon it ended up in a checkmate. The three of us were silent. Then Sagar said " hahaha.... Sanju. This old lady mommy beat you. Shame" Sanju was furious and embarrassed. He was not looking at Mohini. He sat there silent. During such occasions i have always seen Mohini consoling him. Whenever he lost anything Mohini always cared for him but now i saw Mohini was sitting there with a grin on her lips. Not at all having any bad feelings. Finally Sanju's frustration blew up. He said " hey big brother why are you teasing me. You are useless. You always lose against me. Now if you are so good then you play against mom" I watched Mohini. Her face said that she also wanted to play against sagar. But she said " hey i don't have time to play games all night. Dinner is yet to be cooked. So if you want to play I will play one more match. Do one thing. You three people discuss and play as a team against me. Then there wont be anymore matches" Oh my god.. In my entire life i have never seen my wife as bold and firm as that. She was literally commanding. We obliged. Again the coins were arranged. I was not active in chess so the playing will be done by Sagar and Sanju only. But i also joined. The match started. This time there was no vegetable cutting. My wife is fully concentrated. Maybe because of that she started dominating from the beginning. We were never getting any of her coins. Sanju and Sagar were discussing and taking 1-2 minutes to make one move and Mohini was moving her coins in just a second. This was a brain dominance by my wife on us. Meanwhile my cock was so tight. It was struggling in my briefs. Even Though my wife was playing chess against my sons, I was imagining it as war. I started seeing some visuals. Visuals : My wife Mohini. She was in an old attire of a queen. She rode a chariot in a war field. She was looking like a goddess in that warrior attire. She and her army are against us. I saw myself as a king. Her opponent. And my two sons besides me. They are assisting me in the war. Our armies collide with each other. I saw my wife shooting arrows. She is continuously killing my horsemen, my soldiers. Soon she jumped out of her chariot. She was holding a gada(an indian version of the club) With her big weapon in her hand i saw her biceps bulging. I saw her six pack abs glistening. I saw her angered face. I could see her body covered in the blood of the men she killed. Her thunderous thighs seding tingles through my cock. She then jumped high and with her big weapon she hit one of my elephants on its forehead. Me and my sons in horror watched the elephant collapsing. Oh my god. Sitting there I pressed my cock. I sent my younger son Sanju to face her. I saw him going towards his her on a horse with a sword in his hand. Mohini my wife, and his mother saw him coming and she smiled. She said. " yes son... Come i was waiting to kick your ass" She shocked us by running towards the horse. She hit the horse hard with her club and destroyed its legs. Sanju fell to the ground and with his sword he was ready to attack her. Mohini picked up a sword and got into position. With my dick hard, i slowly stroked it without the three of them noticing. They were playing chess and i am dreaming of a war. I stroked my cock without taking it out. Nobody was seeing me. The sword fight started. Ching ching ching..... Both swords met together. It was clear that Sanju was hurting his hands by holding that sword because Mohini's sword is falling on it and making a huge impact... He was getting tired also... Swish.... Swish....... Two strokes of sword and Sanju's clothes were torn into pieces. He quickly became naked. Mohini his mother unarmed him quickly. I saw my wife slapping hard on his face and Sanju was unconscious the next second. Mohini laughed. She looked at her naked son unconscious on the ground. She bent down and lifted him. Like a baby she placed him on her hip. As in childhood he fell onto her body and slept. This was how he used to sleep in his childhood days. Now also he is naked and on his Moms hips and head resting on her shoulder. As the pervert i am i was stroking thinking about my own son naked and on my wife's hip. Then Sagar ran to my wife. Our elder son. He was a pehelwan. Meaning a wrestler. She saw her elder muscular giant son approaching her. She welcomed him.. The wrestling started but she was not dropping unconscious Sanju down. In ecstasy i saw my wife overpowering my elder son with her single hand. She overpowered him.. Then threw him on the ground. With her thunder legs she stomped him to the ground. With Sanju on a hip she lifted Sagar up from the ground and gave him a bare arm slap to his chest. He fell backwards. She caught him before falling and with a single hand she tore away his dress also. She then squeezed his family jewels. Aaaaaaaaaargh....... Sagar cried loudly. The precum was flowing in my underwear. She then licked his tears and took him on her other hip. Like an obedient baby my muscular giant son sat on her hip and rested his head on her shoulder crying. I was literally going to cum.. Then my wife carrying my sons smiled and she started walking towards me.. She simply said " I am coming for you Satheesh.. I am coming. Our two sons are destroyed next is you my bitch husband " Ooooooh....... I tried real hard not to moan. My god if that was real life i would have accepted it. Suddenly my dream was broken by a sound" checkmate " I saw the board, Mohini didn't lose any coins. Our king was only left and it was a checkmate. By bowed head both my sons left from there. The home was dead silent. ( Here onwards Mohini's perspective ) Yes i successfully defeated both my sons in chess. But this is only a beginning. Now i should slowly dominate them. What should be the next step? I moved to the Kitchen and started preparing dinner. There was no idea with me. After half an hour i served the dinner and called them to eat. There was no cockiness. All were silent. The defeat they faced was so shocking for them. To mock them i smiled at them in a teasing way. I was playing with their male egos. Especially my sons. I know i just have to hurt their fragile male ego so they will create another situation for me to dominate them. " Hey Sanju eat well so that your brain will work properly and you can play chess better. " I iced my cake. Sanju : " mommy i accept you are good at chess but don't tease me. I am still a strong boy" Me : " hahaha you are just a small boy. My small baby". Sanju : " mommy. Dont boast. Women can be good at chess. But i can bet you that you cannot beat me at physical sport. Especially my running sport" Satheesh : " yes that's true. " Sagar : " yes mummy. I should also accept that in running he is the best in the house. " Me : " if it is so then why shall we not test it' Sanju : " what do you mean mommy" Me : " I am ready for a race with you" All three of them laughed. Satheesh : " Darling. Don't get so mad. He is a kid. He is in his prime youth. You can't even run 100 meters properly." Me : " whatever i am ready for the competition " Sanju thought that this is a good chance to take revenge for chess. Stupid male brain. Sanju : " okay. Then tomorrow morning at 5 am. We can run for a 10km race. From our home to the temple and return to our home. " Me : " i am ready but i have a condition. Both Sagar and hubby should also take part. Because if i baat him you people will say that i may beat him but not you. So let's finish all business together. Sagar: " mommy you are dreaming about beating him. Anyway i am ready. " Satheesh : " ok i am ready" Foolish boys don't know that i am running more than this distance everyday morning with ease....... To be continued