Beaten up



This is a true story that happened 3 years ago. I had just remarried
and along with my wife came her two daughters, 14 and 16. They were
not thrilled with their mother's choice in men but we seemed to
be keeping things cool. I really wanted to help the girls in whatever
would help them achieve or ascend but really was taken aback at their
general lack of respect. I often felt the need to lay down the law
and felt that their lack of experience with a man in the house was
probably a contributing factor to their general bad attitude towards
me.

One day I and my wife had forbidden the youngest to talk with one of
her friends. Not really recalling the reason it was because my step
daughter was not doing well in school and was cutting class with this
girl. Well the girl showed up and she sat on the porch and talked to
my daughter through the window. I really rankled at this lack of
keeping in spirit with the punishment. I told the girl outside to leave
and go home. She came in the house instead saying that she was returning
keys to my daughter. I snatched the keys out of her hand and said
that it was time to go. She smirked as she left.

And then the problem began.

My youngest, the 14 years old, snatched the keys out of my hand and
marched away into her bedroom. I stomped after her and went into her
room. She started to scream over and over to get out of her room. I
postured that I could be in any room I wanted. She pushed me. I pushed
back and she fell over backwards as a box on the floor tripped her. She
got up and yelled to get out of her room and pushed me again. I took
my arm and swept the items on top of her dresser onto the floor.

She hit me with her fist on the face. I staggered back in stunned
amazement. How could she do that. I am a grown man and she is a
bratty little 14 year old. Now she really isn't that little. She is
5'7, 145 lbs, and on the swim and gymnastics team. In excellent
shape and with muscular definition. But still she is only 14.

I stepped towards her to grab her by the hair and she hit me again.
I stepped back and was now a little scared because I couldn't see
the punches coming and she was hitting me very hard. I muttered that I
couldn't hit a little girl and tried to leave the room. She started to
land blow after blow on me and pushed me out into the hall way into
a wall. I covered up as she pounded me to my knees. I started to
tell her to stop...begged please and even yelled help out involuntarily.

 She had me on my back and stood over me telling me to get up. She isn't
done kicking my ass. I say that I am sorry and please stop hitting me.
She tells me that her room is off limits. I nod my head. She then tells
me...and this was tough to do but I had to...to go to my room and go to
bed and don't come out until she tells me to.

 I got up and did as my 14 yr old daughter told me to do. I had lost
control of the house to her.