Concede Control to Cyd
by groats
A big dose of humble pie has to be swallowed
 
 
Some while ago I shared a flat with a friend called Godfrey, we were
young and keen on rowdy nights, hard drinking and loud music, we lived
above a couple of girls, one of whom, Cyd, is the star of this story. Cyd
was dark haired and beautiful with an hourglass figure, so you can
imagine that Godfrey and I were keen to see more of her, but sadly for us
our lifestyle did not accord with hers and the only contact we had was
when she came upstairs and knocked on the door to complain about "our
infernal din." We would scoff at her and tell her to go back to mummy.
 
One night after a particularly raucous night Cyd came to complain and
said that if she thought it would make any difference she would complain
to the landlord, but as he was a jack the lad as well it would be
pointless so she as going to warn us that if we were so inconsiderate
again she might administer a physical beating, I sniggered at this
suggestion but the black haired beauty said that I had been warned and if
the noise level was above her tolerance level she would beat up whichever
one of us was responsible. With that she left, I was amused at the
suggestion and also aroused by the idea of subjugating this haughty
beauty and enjoyed the idea of oiur bodies being in such intimate and
close proximity. I was both taller and heavier than Cyd so I thought it
would be fun to taunt her and see if she lived up to her bravado, if she
backed down I wopuld be able to gloat, otherwise I would force her to
submit and do some demeaning task for me. So I duly put on some defeaning
piece of heavy metal and awaited developoments. Half an hour passed and
there had been no sign of Cyd, I began to feel self-satisfaction at
having called her bluff, when the door bell rang and there was the vision
of loveliness herself, clad in a short leopard skin mini-skirt that
showed off her wonderful set of pins.
 
I greeteed her with a cheery good morning and cooly stated that I was
charmed as ever and to what did I desreve this pleasure, for her part she
brushed past me and said "I have come to enact my threat, which you have
totally ignored, so I demand a fight and challenge you, I am going to
crush your malke posturing and ego beneth my heel." I was amazed by her
aggressive arrogance but replied "I would be delighted to teach you the
respect that should be shown to a superior being and that when you are a
beaten, snivelling, sobbing litle girl cowering at my feet you will
accept our relative stati and your position as my slave." Cyd smiled
enigmatically and said that such a scenario was only a fantasy and that
she could take 10 of me before breakfast. the preliminary banter over we
moved into the loungs, I turned the music off and smiled inwardly at the
prospect of having this beautiful, lithesome young nubile begging for
mercy as I asserted my superiority. Cyd was keen to start and so was I,
so without further ado we squared up to each other.
 
So the battle of the sexes began with no quarter asked and none given.
First I attempted a headlock but Cyd slipped away easily, and thumping
her hips into my body she flipped me over her long, luscious legs and
onto the floor. Somewhat perturbed I sensed that Cyd was fast and I
needed to make it a trial of strngth and not speerd to ensure my triumph
as fast as possible. Unworried I rose and attempted the headlock again
and succeeded in applying the hold but it was not the only headlock as
Cyd also got me in the same hold, muscle to muscle we strove for the
ascendancy and to make our own hold the dominant headlock, both bent
double in our efforts to gain the upper hand I wass surprised by the
strnght of the young girl and her resistance, both grips were held for
several minutes untill finally one began to prevail, one of the holds was
loosenign and one of the protagonists was slowly being forced to bend the
knee. Suddenly there was only one headlock and horrifically for me it was
Cyd who had emerged from this trial of strenght as the winner. Early
triumph for the girl and I sensed that if I was to win I might have to
suffer my share of pain before subduing the tough girl. I was held fast
in this degrading position for several minutes by the nubile dark haired
creature, but after several unsuccessful attempts I did finally break
free from beneath her biceps. So free at last I was quickly back on the
offensive, but Cyd took me down again and holding onto my legs upended
me, apprehension was replacing arrogance in me as the early exchanges had
all gone Cyd's way and worse she was handling me with some ease. Upended
as I was I was powerless to prevent Cyd forcing my legs over my head and
onto my hands, before sitting herself firmly on my legs and forcing my
body into a painful 180 degree bend. Now apprehension was being replace
by humiliation as Cyd was so completely dominant, my present predicament
was intensified by having to stare up into the amused and triumphant face
of my female tormentress. Cyd held me in this position of degradation for
20 minutes, but unable to free myself and not in extreme pain it became a
stalemate position in which Cyd was unable to compel me to submit, but at
the same time I was forced to eat a certain amount of humble pie, because
I could not escape. Finally Cyd let me free and although bested in the
exchange I was still very much in the fight and far from beaten of this
Cyd was equally aware and could only take succour from the fact tht she
had controlled everything so far.
 
So we faced up again with Cyd, if possible, even more confident than at
the outset, my pride was at stake and I longed to have her kneeling
before me. We clashjed and in seconds I was in a half-nelson, to my
chagrin the fight was continuing the pattern of feminine dominance.
FutilelyI struggled to free myself, slowly Cyd brought me to the ground
and as my waning powers failed to break her grip, which she seemed to be
holding with contemptuous ease, she added to my misery by snaking her
long legs around my waist and locking them below the knees. Those
glorious legs begsn to exert an agonising pain on my waist, those
glorious legs that I had often admired for their soft and sensual
appearance belied a steely and well-honed power, as she exerte the
pressure the breath seemed to be forced out of me , desperte to avoid
defeat I broke free of the half-nelson, but could make no headway against
those legs of hers. I had to escape from these shackles and gradually I
seemed to be doing just that as little by little I slowly wormed my way
out, but had not counted on Cyd actually allowing me to do so and that
she had a nasty treat in store for me because as I freed myself from the
body scisors, horror of horrors it became a head scisors. Helpless I
fought back the sense of total humiliation and subjugation that sept over
me as I was imprisoned in this most embarrassing of all holds, a man held
captive in the vice-like grip of a smaller and younger girl's thighs. My
face was right up beneath  her crotch and she was smiling down at me
radiantly and domineeringly manner with a supercillious look on her face
that seemed to say "I told you so." My face was bright red with the
embarrassment and as she jolted th power through those python-like legs
bright red with breathlessness. Groaning and moaning I implicitly
conceded the fight by begging for mercy. Cyd obviously enjoying my plight
pretended not to hear and I was forced to shout for mercy again and
again. Pride or what was left of it, finally made me stop my beging, but
pride alone could not counter Cyd's total control and superiority,
finally blissfulunconsciousness welcomed me from between her thighs.
 
Gradually I came round to find that Cyd was not satisfied with my
beating, and I was stretched out on the floor with Cyd's knees cruelly
grinding my upper arms, her crotch hovering menacingly above my face and
she was straddling me in a classic schoolgirl pin. Subdued and powerless
I was unable to prevent this Amazonian young girl form doing as she
plkeased with me as though I was her childhood doll. She made  my
face take contorted shapes and periodically punched me in the mouth and
now I could taste blood as it trickled form my battered and bruised face.
Cyd smiled mockingly down at me "I could take 10 of you just like this"
she said as she snapped her fingers and smiled at my motionless frame
beneath her. The masculine arrogance with which I had approached this
fight had been crushed by this magnificent specimen of womanhood, I was
now thoroughly frightened of what Cyd might do next to my poor pitiful
bodyand I replied to her statement by saying that she could take 20 of me
if she so desired and pleaded with her for mercy, but none was to come
Cyd laughed and grabbed both my hands by the wrist and pinned them to the
floor while closing her thighs around my head and with an imperious
command of "kiss" I began to kiss her crotch in an act of servility. I
was now worried that Godfrey might return and find me doing this oral
penance and spreadeagled beneath Cyd and having to obey her every whim,
which would not look good for one who fancied himself as a real man. I
told Cyd I would obey her every command, but Cyd was not impressed and
said "of that I have no doubt" and then began to taunt me and said that
she was very interested in this lesson of respect and obedience to a
superiour being I was going to give and had she understood that this was
what I had meant she would not have taken offence, I could do nothing but
beg for forgiveness while continuing to show that I had learnt my
position by kissing her crotch. Cyd continued to subject me to greater
humiliation and said that of the two forecasts of the outcome of the
fight she thought her's might just have been the more accurate, trapped
as I was by her thighs I could do nothing but continue to kiss her symbol
of feminity in awe and respect and see her exultant smiling face. Then
she said that I had nearly got one prediction right and that had I got
the sexes the right way round my statement that it would end with a
snivelling, sobbing person cowering at the other's feet would have been
correct. Then we heard footsteps "ah friend Godfrey returns" said Cyd and
edged up my pai-wracked body and sat firmly on my face while keeping my
wrists captured by her hands, suffocating beneath the woman's pert bottom
I eard Godfrey cone in and gasp in shock and what lay before him. Cyd
told him that I would tell him the story when my face hjad berern
properly acquainted with her bottom, she sat back and ordered me to kiss
her again and I dutifully did and falteringly began to tell the story
with Cyd ordering me to kiss her crotch every time I omitted a detail or
got anything slightly wrong or did not show enough defference to her.
Then Cyd got off me and orderd me to kiss and lick her feet clean,
humbled, subjugated , servile and beaten I obeyed with alacrity.
 
Since that day I haver been Cyd's slave and needless to say I make no
more noise.