Beaten by Jenny



Hello Karen,

I read your story of a woman who is assalted by a man and ends up beating 
him up, leaving him crying for mercy at her feat (dutch translation). Pleace 
tell me the other 3 stories.

I had a simmilar experience with a stronger woman. I'm a man, at that moment 
28, 1m86 (6ft2) and 80 kgs (190 pds).

My neighbour, a woman aged 48, 1m68 (5ft4) and 70 kgs (150 pds) visited my 
parents and we chatted the usual stuff, as she suddenly said to me:"I think 
I'm going to put you over my knee". She smiled a very confidently and she 
watched me being shocked. I felt chalanged.
This little woman can't hurt me. I'll let her feel who's boss...

The next day we met she was siting in a low chair and i felt the humiliation 
growing inside my had. I had to beat her. I stood up, and stopped right in 
front of her and acted like I wanted to shake hands, but quickly I twisted 
my hand and we started armwrestling.

I was shocked by her strength. Our hands were going from one side to the 
other. I couldn't push her own. I gave all my power and started getting on 
top, and than suddenly she smashed me down! I was beaten!!!

I ran from the room, totally humiliated. 'My knees were shaking. I had to 
fight no to start crying. She had overpowered me in the first round... 
Beaten by a woman!

As I had gained enough selfconfidence to go back to her, Icouldn't look her 
in her eyes, and she avoided looking at me. We both knew that if she had 
looked at me, I would brake down in tears on my knees and begg her for 
mercy. I a first round KO victory.

After that she started humiliating me. Another armwrestling match (in 
public!), a real boxingmatch (After hitting eachother about ten times, I was 
forced into only defending my body, being hit by her without being able to 
hit her back once within the first minute). She stopped when she noticed I 
could fight back anymore. She smiled and knew I was totally beaten.

After that there were no more fights.

And than her moment of total domination came: we shopped at the same shop, 
and she started humiliating me in front of the saleswoman, asking me I 
wanted another beating, and than:
we stoot in a corner of the shop, me standing behind her (afraid of another 
blow), and suddenly she punched me in my stumach real hard. I bent over, 
gasping for air, fighting not to go down on my knees in front of her. I was 
totally defenceless, ready to be knocked out. But she only looked at me and 
said: I'm the boss around here!

After that TKO blow I was in fact her slave. She starte touching me between 
my legs and giving me bearhuggs, pulling me between her tits. She smiled as 
she saw me ackowledging her domination.
She chalanged me by inviting me into her backgarden, only dressed in her 
bikini. She laid herself on the gras, as I was sitting in a chair next to 
her. My dick was as hard as a rock, clearly vissible for her. And she knew I 
wanted to take her, have sex with that good looking woman at my feet.
But I knew that she wanted me to lay a finger on her so she had a reason to 
beat me up completely and take me instead.

Again I ran away, and the next week we met. I couldn't stand her domination 
anymore. I started fighting her, wrestling, anything just to force her on 
her back. I fought like an animal but she's really to strong for me. I 
couldn't move her, and she felt my strength going down.
I couldn't hold her and she calmly left my home as the victor of our fight 
for total power.

One year later (she hit me a few times, and noticed that I didn't defend 
myself anymore) I said that I would never fight her again, telling her that 
she had beaten me.
She looked at me and said: I am your dominatrix (meesteres)!