Beaten by my girlfriend




Female domination is an embarassing reality of sexual instinct, and this is
the essence of male fetish. Men can't help being aroused by fit, healthy
women, regardless of the situation. Men are in denial of this reality to the
point that they consider it to be ridiculous, and they assume that women take
this attitude for granted, too. The fantasy is embarassing enough. Losing to a
girl for real would be the ultimate humiliation. Fooling around is one thing,
but in a real fight, no way.

Men tell themselves that they could prevent being aroused, and assume that
since they allow themselves to be dominated, they could just as easily choose
to take control. The reality of the situation, or the possibility that they
might be dominated anyway, no matter how hard they tried to fight back,
doesn't even occur to them.

My ex-girlfriend was in great shape and naturally dominant. I assumed I let
her beat me whenever we wrestled. She was 5'3", 100lbs, and in great shape. I
was 5'9" and 135, a bit on the thin side, but in decent shape. Like most men,
I assumed I could easily beat most women. Maybe an athlete or a karate expert
could take me, or someone much larger and stronger, but an average girl, no
way. This girl was athletic and extremely attractive, but significantly
shorter and lighter than me. I conceded that female domination was a reality
of sexual instinct. Men can't help being aroused and distracted by fit,
healthy females. Still,I assumed my superior size and strength would negate
this. My first surprise was that she knew that I hadn't been trying my hardest
when we had wrestled before, but was confident that she could beat me in a
real fight anyway, no matter how hard I tried to fight back. Far from
accepting my superiority, she figured I hadn't tried my hardest because I was
afraid to face the possibility that I might lose anyway. She had tested my
strength by taunting and slapping me, and had grown confident from always
winning, even though she knew I presumed I was letting her win.
I decided it was time to teach her a lesson and show her my full strength. She
grabbed my wrists and pushed me backwards, knocking me on my back as I tripped
over the bed. She jumped up as I was falling and landed with her knees on my
biceps as she yanked up on my wrists, causing me to scream out in pain before
I could control myself. Before I could arch her off, she snaked her legs down
and around my thighs, forcing my legs open, and dug her elbows into my biceps
while she still held my wrists. I was completely helpless in 2 seconds and we
both knew it.

She looked down at my spread legs and told me she could take me anytime she
felt like it. I told myself I'd been sexually distracted and taken by
surprise, and that I'd underestimated her. Now that I was ready, there was no
way she could win. She said fine, let's go again. This time we started facing
each other on our knees, so she couldn't use her legs as an advantage. Looking
into my eyes, she smiled and could tell that I was intimidated. We locked up.
Looking down at her body, I noticed how firm her chest was, and how tight her
stomach and fit her arms and legs were. She twisted me to the left, then drove
forward with her thighs and straddled my waist. She sat her firm ass right on
top of my crotch. I struggled to escape, but she grabbed my wrists and pulled
my arms down against my sides. She was basically sitting on my lap, straddling
me, with my arms pinned at my sides by the wrists. She looked down at me and
pushed her chest into my face. I tried to move my arms but it was useless. She
told me to stop my feeble struggles, and that I was beaten. She told me that
she was just stronger than me. I shook my head no, but said nothing. She got
off me and asked me if I wanted to go again. This time she knocked my arms up
and pushed me onto my back, straddling my legs and pinning my arms over my
head at the wrists. She looked down at me and smiled, and asked if I wanted to
go again. I tried one more time and was pinned again in seconds. I told her
fine, that I gave up, but she wasn't satisfied, and demanded that I tell her
why. I admitted that she was better than me at this, and that I couldn't win.
She told me never to forget it. From that point on, she'd slap my ass
sometimes as I walked by, or grab me and pin me against a wall to kiss me.
When I looked at her to protest, she reminded me that she had beat me in 2
seconds, and that she could kick my ass anytime she wanted. I told her that
she hadn't really beaten me up, and asked her if she really thought she could.
She told me that she knew she could, and that she could have beaten the shit
out of me many times. In the future, while we were having sex, she warned me
that if I came, she would beat the shit out of me, and I was honestly afraid
of her. She never let me be on top anymore, or be dominant physically in any
way. When I tried to flip her over to get on top, she would keep me pinned and
tease me, asking what was wrong, was she being too rough? I never thought a
smaller girl could do this to me, and I never looked at fit girls in quite the
same way ever again. It took me a long time to admit it to myself, that she
was truly the dominant one in the relationship.