Beaten by my daughter Lisa.

I had tried to make my sixteen year old daughter Lisa mind me, and it resulted in a confrontation of wills, which i lost. Pinning me to the floor, she beat me black and blue, smiling sweetly the whole time. She explained, that she was teaching me a lesson, that i must learn, "OR ELSE!". After knocking me out, she went to her room to do her homework.

I woke up on the floor feeling disoriented. I started to rise, and thats when the pain hit me. As i reached up to feel my face, the memories flooded to my brain. I had been beaten senseless by my sixteen year old, blond haired, green eyed daughter. Tears stung my eyes as i remembered those young fists smashing my face and body. I had tried to make her mind me and it resulted in a confrontation of wills that i had lost.

Rising to my feet, i stumbled to the bathroom. Staring back at me from the mirror, was someone i did not recognize. My face was battered and swollen all over. My eyes were black and nearly closed, my lips puffy and split, and i was sure my nose was broken. The tears came rushing back again.

I went to the kitchen, and there on the range were the pans filled with the meal i never finished cooking. The remains of a sandwich lay on the counter, that Lisa must have fixed herself while i was out cold on the floor. Covering the pans, i headed for my bedroom.

As i passed Lisa's room i opened the door, and there sleeping peacefully, was my sweet young girl who had beaten me to submission. I closed the door quietly so as not to wake her, and shaking my head in disbelief, tears flowing rapidly, i went and collapsed on my bed.

Looking in the mirror again the next morning, i knew i couldn't go to the office like this. I called, telling them i needed a few days off because of the flu. I had just closed two cases and i knew the law firm didn't have much going right now, so they were happy to oblige me, with wishes to get well soon. Lisa was at school, so i had the rest of the day to figure out what had to be done.

The trouble is i had no clue. I did not believe in punishing children, but what do you do when they not only disobey you, but have no qualms about striking you with their fists. I knew of no one to call to help in a situation like this, and would have been to embarrassed to ask anyway. I was completely lost as how to solve it.

Pondering the question all day, i still did not have an answer when she walked through the door after school. As she went to her room to change her clothes, the only thing i could think of, was to try and talk to her and explain that this just wasn't right. Hoping she would listen to reason.

Lisa walked into the living room and before i had a chance to say a word she said, are you ready to continue your lesson dad? Standing there in her pink shorts, with a short white top and bare feet, was my little girl, with her hands on her hips and a smile on her face, threatening me again. Lisa, we need to talk about this. Oh daddy, daddy, daddy, i knew this would happen. And i prepared myself for it.

I know your foolish male brain just cant comprehend what i did to you last night. But the evidence is staring you in the face when you look in the mirror. I realize you are thinking that i took you by surprise, or that i attacked you when you weren't looking, or you didn't dream i would challenge you so you were not prepared for what happened. But you and i both know thats not how it went.

You tried to force me to do something i didn't want to do, and i beat you senseless. And if you don't change your tune, its going to happen again. Your face is still in bad shape from last night, and its going to look a hell of a lot worse, when i get through with you this time. So shut your mouth and get over here.

Lisa is very smart, and a quick study. She can watch something being done, and in a short time, pick up on it, and easily do it herself. I knew she had been watching boxing and wrestling matches on the TV in her room. She definately knew how to throw a punch, and she not only knew wrestling holds, but how to use her opponents weight agaist them, and apply leverage. I, on the other hand, had never been in a fight in my life. But i couldn't just let my little girl talk to me this way, without doing something about it.

The thought crossed my mind, that if i hit her one time, she would be standing there crying, and i could take her in my arms and comfort her, and explain that i didn't really mean to hurt her. That i had no other choice. Then i would have my little girl back, and things would return to normal.

So it must have looked ridiculous, a 6 foot 2 inch, 200 pound, 35 year old man, raising his fists to have a fist fight with a 5 foot 2 inches tall, 90 pound, sixteen year old, blond haired girl. I might haved laughed myself, but i knew it was no joke.

Alright dad you asked for it, don't say i didn't warn you. As Lisa advanced on me, i threw a right at her head. It wasn't a hard punch, because i didn't want to hurt her very bad, just enough to stop this nonsense of hers. She pulled her head back slightly and the punch missed. She fired a right and it landed square on my nose..SMACK.

As i stood there stunned, wondering what had just happened, she punched me with a left in the mouth..SMACK.. A right left combination to my stomach..SMACK..SMACK.. and an uppercut to my chin..SMACK..and in less then 30 seconds i was lying on the floor. You have to do better then that dad, or you might as well just stand there while i give you a beating.

That smirk on her cute young face enraged me, and i lost my head completly. I threw rights and lefts repeadedly for at least 3 minutes, but none of them found their mark. Ducking and dodgeing, Lisa evaded every punch, laughing the entire time. I slowed down because i was becoming winded. Nice try dad she said, now let me show you how its done.

SMACK..my left eye swelled..SMACK..my right eye swelled..SMACK..my lips were split..SMACK..SMACK.. my abs were softened..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..my face swelled futher..SMACK..my mouth was busted.. SMACK..my nose felt mushy..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..my head snapped back and i collapsed to the floor again. Giggling, Lisa said, quit falling down dad, and spoiling my fun. You really are a lousey at this. "NOW GET UP WIMP!" I struggled to my feet.

Again i threw punches for all i was worth, but still bobbing and weaving, Lisa kept giggling as i missed every time. I stood there breathing hard, quickly becoming exhausted. I looked at my sweet daughters face, and fear must have shown in my eyes, because Lisa said, afraid are you dad? She advanced on me saying, its time i showed you who really is in charge around here daddy.

I tried to raise my fist, but she cut through my defenses like they weren't even there. SMACK..my chin was bruised..SMACK..SMACK..my cheeks were becoming discolored..SMACK.. SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..my soft middle colapsed..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..my mouth was split more and i slumped to the floor again.

This is the last time i'm going to tell you dad, "QUIT FALLING DOWN!" "NOW GET UP!" "NOW!" She grabbed me by my shirt and helped me to my feet. As she turned loose of my shirt, i stumbled slighly and she went off. "IF YOU FALL DOWN AGAIN BEFORE I TELL YOU YOU CAN, I WILL BEAT YOU SO BLACK AND BLUE THAT NO ONE WILL RECOGNIZE YOU!" "NOW PUT UP YOUR FISTS AND FIGHT YOU PANSY!"

As i raised my fist, Lisa started bouncing on her pretty bare feet, and began to toy with me. SMACK..my face really hurt..SMACK..my nose felt broken..SMACK..my left eye was really swelling. She methodically began breaking me down as she slowed her attack. Hoping this was my chance i resumed my efforts. But it was useless, and painfull.

She ducked under a roundhouse right..SMACK..she dodged a straight left..SMACK..i began to whimper, so she started taunting me with every punch. SMACK..how can you call yourself a man..she dodged a right..SMACK..no wonder mom left you..she dodged a left..SMACK..you are so pitiful..she ducked a right..SMACK..i bet i could have beaten you when you adopted me at 6..i began to cry and Lisa laughed.

Her hard young fists were taking me apart and i couldn't seem to stop her. She dodged a right..SMACK..ahhh, is Lisa hurting the little sissy boy..she dodged a left..SMACK..you really should learn how to fight wimp..she ducked a right..SMACK..you need alot of practice.

she dodged me again..SMACK..i was wrong, practice wouldn't help you..i missed again..SMACK..you need help badly boy..again i missed..SMACK..maybe you should call a friend to help you out because you are pitiful. She grinned as she looked at my battered face.

My arms were becoming heavy and my body was aching from the damage those firm female fists were inflicting on it. Lisa tired of toying with me and began backing me up to the wall. All the while, taunting and giggling. SMACK..that eye doesn't look good wimp..SMACK..your nose is really soft pansy.

SMACK..those lips are getting awful puffy sissy. My body was beginning to sag and my legs were trembling badly, as her young fists drilled me like pistons. I was uncontrolablly whimpering like a baby.

SMACK..thats a nasty looking black eye..SMACK..the other one matches it now..SMACK..i'm sure your nose is broken..SMACK..your lips are turning purple..SMACK..now "THATS" gonna leave a mark..SMACK..ohhhh, i bet that hurt..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..she battered my swollen face repeatedly.

I was completely exhausted now, and she looked as fresh as when we started. Tears rolled down my bruised and swollen face as she peppered me with lightning fast hard punches..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..i was almost out on my feet.

I tried defending myself as best i could, but it was useless. Lisa batted away my feeble attempts and battered my face and body like she was on a mission. Fist after fist speared into me with exact percision, while she smiled at my prediciment. I was totally defenseless against the precise targeting of her feminine fists. And i had no clue how to stop this massacre. She was determined in her persuit to break me down and cower me.

My back slammed into the wall as she punched me hard in the mouth. Standing back grinning, Lisa let loose with a barrage of punches, and my head snapped back and forth like a rag doll..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..SMACK..My knees buckled and i started to slide down the wall.

"OH NO YOU DON'T!" she said, as she grabbed my shoulders and held me there firmly, "STAY ON YOUR FEET WIMP!" Sobbing like a child, i pleaded with her, p.p.please.. L.L.L.Lisa.. i c.can't.. (sob) t.t.take.. anym.m.more.. p.p.please.. (sob). Shut up you weakling and fight.

Noooo, i d.d.don't.. w.want.. to.. f.f.fight.. anym.m.more.. L.L.Lisa ..(sob) p.p.please.. p.p.please.. st.st.stop.. b.beating.. m.m.m.me.. (sob). SMACK..SMACK..put up your fist pansy, "NOW!" I'm not through teaching you a lesson. I've.. l.learned.. m.my.. l.l.lesson.. b.b.baby.. p.p.please.. st.st.stop.. (sob) you're.. h.hurting.. m.m.me.. p.p.please.. (sob).

"FIGHT!" "NOW!" OR I WILL REALLY HURT YOU. I raised my fist and hit her right on the chin, but there was no strength behind it at all. She hadn't tried to dodge, and not one blond hair on her pretty head even fell out of place. She laughed at my feeble attempt saying, you are so pathetic you weakling.

I stood there humiliated, my arms dangling at my sides, and my chin drooped to my chest. My bruised, battered, and swollen face was covered with tears flowing from my black eyes. Lisa reached up and grabbed me by the throat, smiling as she drew back her right female fist. I sobbed in shame, as i begged my blond haired, sixteen year old daughter, not to beat me anymore.

Ohhh God, p.p.please.. b.b.baby.. (sob) d.d.don't.. hurt.. m.m.me.. p.p.please.. i b.b.beg.. y.y.you. You are such a..SMACK..sissy..SMACK..pansy..SMACK..wimpy..SMACK..little..SMACK..weakling. I was out on my feet. As she stepped back i dropped to the floor face first like a wet sack.

Lisa walked up on my left side and kneeling down, slapped me awake. Grasping my hair, she lifted my head slightly off the floor. Moving her leg, she placed her pretty bare foot under my face, and slowly rubbed her toes and the soft skin across my mouth and nose. Giggling.

She held me there for ten minutes. Dropping my head to the floor, she went to the other side, and using her left foot she rubbed it in my mouth and nose for ten minutes also, as i whimpered through the whole degrading ordeal. Releaseing me ,she said, "GET UP WIMP...NOW!"

I groveled at her feet as i pleaded with her, no m.m.more.. p.p.please.. n.n.no.. m.m.more. I like that sissy boy, you will do that again later. Now shut up and get on your feet, "NOW!" I c.c.can't.. b.b.baby.. p.p.please. She grabbed my hair and shoulder and lifted me to my knees. I guess i have to repeat my instructions from last night, since your foolish male brain can't seem to remember them. All i could do was kneel and whimper pitifully.

Curling her fingers in my shirt, she held me firmly in her feminine hand, and stared in my half closed black eyes. Smiling sweetly she said, you will learn this lesson, "OR ELSE!" SMACK..you will mind me at all times..SMACK..you will follow any order i give you..SMACK..you will not hesitate.

SMACK..you will not argue about any order i give you..SMACK..you will have no thoughts of your own..SMACK..you exist only to please me..SMACK..if you attempt to stand up to me, i will beat you senseless..SMACK..your mind, body, and soul belong to me now..SMACK.. "YOU WILL LEARN YOUR PLACE!"..SMACK.

She released me, and i again collapsed to the floor unconscious. Lisa knelt down and slapped me awake again. Standing, she turned and walked a short distance away. As i lay there moaning, i knew she had won. Shame and humiliation rushed over my battered body.

She had broken my spirit, destroyed my will, and any courage i may have had was long, long gone. All that remained was a pitiful whimpering pile, of broken human flesh. I had surrendered. My blond haired, green eyed, sixteen year old daughter, had beaten me senseless.

Lisa stood there, her feminine hands on slender hips, and looked at me. Smiling she said, lets see if you have learned your place? Crawl to me on your belly and grovel at my feet. I want to feel your busted, swollen lips kissing my feet repeatedly until i order you to stop. Do it quickly. "NOW MOVE!" Moaning, i crawled to her as fast as my battered body would allow me to.

Reaching her, i groveled, kissing the soft silky smooth skin of her pretty feet and toes, with gentle kisses from my swollen lips. I could smell the odor of her bare feet and i felt totally humiliated. I dared not stop in fear of what she would do to me if i disobeyed her. Above me, i could hear her sigh with pleasure, as i covered her bare feet with kisses.

I kissed her bare feet and toes for twenty minutes before she ordered me to stop. Turn over on your back, she ordered, i want to massage my feet on your swollen, black and blue face. Quickly i turned to my back. Lifting her right leg, she placed her bare foot on my face and mashed it, as i felt the soft smooth skin of her sole rubbing my face all over. I heard her moaning with delight, as she held her foot on my battered face for fifteen minutes.

She sighed, as she removed it and replaced it with the silky soft sole of her other foot. Again she mashed and rubbed her bare foot all over my swollen face, moaning with pleasure for fifteen minutes. I again felt shame as i smelled her feet, while lying still in fear of her.

Finishing, her young body trembled with pleasure, as she stood there for a few minutes. She turned and walked to my chair, and sat down. Crawl to me wimp, and kneel at my feet. Again i crawled with as much haste as i could muster with my broken, beaten body. Reaching her, i struggled to my knees and knelt at her feet. Placing her feminine hands on both sides of my face, she looked into my swollen, half closed eyes with her bright green ones.

Now listen carefully wimp, you are no longer my father. You will be like a slave to me from now on. I have the athority in this house now, "I AM THE BOSS!" and you will obey me. Is that clear pansy boy, she asked? Yes L.L.Lisa ..i.. underst.st.stand. Good boy. You had better, because i will beat any resistance out of you. "GOT IT SISSY!"

Yes.. b.b.baby.. i.. g.g.got.. it, I replied. We both know i can do what i want to you, and you are totally helpless to stop me. Right boy? Yes honey.. t.t.thats.. r.r.right. I.. w.w,will.. be a ..g.g.good b.b.boy.. i.. sw.sw.swear.. L.L.Lisa.

Thats my good little boy. You have been very good at minding me this last hour or so, and i am very proud of you, she replied. I completely broke down, crying like a baby. Ohhhh, i know it must have been very humiliating for you, to be beaten senseless by me, but it had to be done. You forced me to do it, because you had to learn your place.

I.. k.k.know.. b.b.baby.. b.b.but.. (sob) t.t.thats.. n.n.not.. why i'm.. cr.cr.crying..(sob). I'm..j.j.just.. g.g.glad.. i.. c.c.could.. (sob) f.f.finally.. m.m.make.. you.. h.h.happy.. (sob), i whimpered. Thats sweet, my little sissy boy, isn't it better to feel happy, then to feel pain. Yes, i said. Good boy. I am going to watch some TV and relax now, and i don't want to be disturbed. I want you to go to the kitchen, and make me a sandwich, and bring it to me with a cold glass of milk.

Dropping her hands from my face she said, now go, and be quick about it. I want your lips on my feet again as soon as possible. I love that feeling. Yes Lisa, i said, i'll hurry. And i'll grovel at your feet when i get back, and kiss them for you as long as you need, and i won't bother you, i swear. Good boy, she said grinning.