Pinned down by a Pin-up by groats The eternal truth of female supremacy is demonstrated by Janine The tall willowy blonde with the endless legs and the looks of a one girl chorus line was waxing elequently about the superiority of women over men. her name was Janine and while in looks she was undoubtedly superior to all men and 99% of women in no other way could I countenance her statement and duly challenged her assertion. Janine's wonderful eyes flashed at me with a look of utter contempt "what did you say do you doubt my superiority over you in every way? I could be better than you at everything." I laughed derisively, but Janine continued unabashed "I suppose as amale you think you are stronger thasn me, but that is false, I could beat you up with one hand tied behind my back." This was too much and I accepted the challenge with alacrity,but said that it would be a two-handed contest as I wanted no excuse when I had given her a thorough beating, indeed then I might take her on with one hand tied behind my back. janine smiled and stepped out of her dress to reveal her wonderful body and long legs clad in a one piece swim costume. The blonde was ready for the battle of the sexes and in seconds so was I. I outweighed her by several stone and althouigh we were the same height I envisaged no difficulty in subduing the haughty blonde. So let battle commence. The sttuesque girl was obviously not frightened to back up her words with deeds and was the first to attack, she atempted a headlock but I slipped it with ease and this time I went on the attack fainting a blow I moved behind her and tried to bring off a bearhug, bur unexpectedly she threw me over her shoulder and I landed badly having been ill-prepared for her show of defiance and slightly winded I rose to be greeted by Janine putting me into a bearhug of some intensity andf the tall blonde bombshell gradually forced my head back and placing her knee in the small of my back slowly bent me oveer in two. The pain was immense and ZI could not free myself from this powerful hold that Janine had somehow achieved, i was bent over her thigh with the maximum pain and debilitatingness being extracted from this degrading position. Janine let me drop to the floor and then descended on me in a reverse pin, the model-like girl firmly astride me and her fabulous bottom dominating my face in a face-sit of magnificent control.I writhed around the floor desperate to break free but the young girl's firm round buttocks kept me her prisoner with alarming ease, breathing became increasingly difficult until after some 5 minutes in one final act of desperation I unseated the cool young blonde, but so emphatically had she weakened me that it was the work of seconds for her to regain total control with a forearm smash thast sent me lurchiong to the floor and as I rose her legs were around my neck and my arms caught behind my back by the strong girl, she began to force my arms together and the pain of both this hold and the power in her thighs forced me to beg for mercy. The agaony was unbelievable, my head was being systematically crushed by her wondrous thighs and my arms felt that they would part company with my shoulders at any moment it wass hard to decide which hold was most painful, both being devestatingly severe and humiliting, but being at the mercy of a pin-ups thighs was perhaps the most emasculating. There was no escape from this symbolic position of male subservience before the female of the species : hands and arms captured by my tormentress and head bowed down beneathe the crotch and held motionless by this extraordinary woman's thighs. 30 minutes elapsed as the tough girl toyed with her victim before obviously tiring of her fun she appled yet greater force with her thighs and as those muscles rippled around my neck I screamed out my submission to the glorious young blonde. Janine was uninterested and kept me captive untill she forced me to stammer out an obsequious and grovelling apology for ever doubting her dominance and I happily admitted my submission to tjis triumphant,Amazonian and statuesque girl. Finally accepting my penance and contrition Janine let me drop and as I lay prostrate at her feet she stood astride my pain-wracked body and with one foot placed on my neck she raised her arms in a victory salute. There is sadly from my point of view a postscript to this story. Some weeks later I chanced upon Janine again and she demanded that publicly in front of her girlfriends I shoul;d abase myself by washing her feet and repeating my words of submission, subservience and humiliation. I felt that I had suffered enough at the hands of this bronzed, blonde goddess and refused. Janine's blue eyes flashed angrily do you wantg a repeat dose?" she demanded I said nothing but fled as fast as I could, however Jnine's long legs covered the ground faster than mine and she proved she was my superior in running as well ands she quickly caught me up on this playing field, her girlfriends folowe intrigued by the sight of a grown man fleeing from the threats of a beautifuk blonde and this is what they witnessed. Janine threw me to nthe floor and descended on my prone body and easily put me in a schoolgirl pin, gazing up from between those magnificent thighs I was held by the steely almost contemptuous look of the domineering girl's face. I struggled uselessly for maybe 15 minutes untill I lay still once again tacitly admitting that I was locked up by this girl and accepting the physical supremacy of the model girl. Janine smiled with contentment as she realised that once againshe had me at her mercy and that she could do as she pleased with me, sshe wrapped her legs, those wonderful to die for legs, around my head and squeezed with all their might. Powerless between them I begged, pleadedand implored for mercy like the pitiful excuse for a man I had been rendered by this unstoppable female force, but janine showed no pity and eventually blissful unconsciousness swept over me. When I groggily came to janine was astride me and her girlfriends were giggling at the contrast between the two of us, Janine fresh, luscious, supreme and commanding, myself, tear-stained, beaten, subservient, terrified and utterly exhausted., Janine ordered me to wash her feet and on my knees b efore her aided by the tears rolling down my face I licked her feet spotlessly clean, I had been beaten and woman-whipped, Janine was my mistress, faster, stronger and undoubtedly my superior I have never dared to disobey her again and gladly fulfill all forms of humiliation at her demand both privately and publicly. If I did not I would be beaten up again and that is too painful to wish upon myself again . Janine later told me she was a glamour model so it would be true to say that I had been pinned down by pin-up!