Caution: Contains violence against men, incest, and abuse of a very small penis. If this offends or does not interest you, please do not read.
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My wife had gone away for a weekend naturists convention, but I refused to ever attend them because although at 38 years old, 5'5" and 132 pounds I am not in horrible shape, I am lacking and very very self conscious in one area. Flaccid, my poor pink penis stands at only ΒΎ of an inch and has the circumference of a Vienna Sausage. I was constantly taunted in gym class as I was growing up, so I vowed never to be naked in public again.
Donna, my beautiful 18 year old daughter begged and pleaded for her equally gorgeous classmate Susan to sleep over, so I caved in and said yes. Eleven PM turned into midnight and the giggling and rap music blasting from her bedroom didn't allow me to sleep. Finally I was able to doze off around 3:00 a.m. after inserting some plastic earplugs.
I normally don't sleep past 7:00 on weekends, but at ten o'clock I was jolted awake, and when I tried to bolt upright I found that my shoulders and arms were securely pinned to the mattress.
Sitting on top of me, dressed in her sheer blue baby doll nighie was my 5'4" 128 pound daughter. She had my upper body totally immobilized as she smiled down at me and said "Time to get up Daddy. Susan and I are famished."
"Oh Honey, just go eat some cereal. Daddy's tired."
Still holding me firmly, she began to tickle my sides causing me to laugh until I nearly lost my breath. Finally she agreed to stop her attack after I told her I would get up and fix eggs and bacon.
She got a gleam in her eyes and said, "Remember when we used to wrestle, and I told you that I was going to beat you someday? I bet you can't get away from me now."
Both Donna and Susan played every sport offered by their high school and not only did they have beautiful shapely bodies, but the taut sexy "aerobicized" musculature just added their healthy girl next door good looks. As I looked at the firm shapely arms holding me down, I was beginning to doubt that I actually could escape, so I tried to play it off without trying and said, "OK, you win. Now release me so I can fix breakfast."
"Daddy, You're not trying! Now REALLY try."
As she repositioned her self and firmed up the grip on me I could see her beautiful 36C breasts sway provocatively under the transparent material. It looked like there was no way out, and I figured I could still beat her even though she was in perfect condition, because I was a male and also had an inch on her in height and outweighed her by four pounds.
I silently counted to three and was going to explode with power, throwing her off of me in a lightening move. I pushed up, throwing everything I had into it with a huge grunt, but I remained motionless below her and pinned to the bed.
"Is that it? Wow, I thought I might be able to beat you now, but I didn't think I could do it that easily."
"I just woke up Baby, and I only gave it half an effort," I lied.
"Okay Daddy, try again this time for real."
I counted to three once again, took a deep breath, and once again strained and struggled to unseat her, but came up with the same results. I was totally pinned and my little girl was under complete control.
She had a huge smile on her face and she turned her head to the opened door and yelled, "Susan, come here quick."
Before I could react, Susan came rushing in yelling, "What's wrong Donna?"
"Nothing's wrong. This is just so awesome and cool. I just proved that I am stronger than my Dad, and beat him at wrestling."
I scoffed, telling her that I could escape at any time, but she was dead set on proving to both me and to a wide-eyed Susan that she actually was physically stronger than I was.
"Watch this Suze," and my young tormenter spread my arms above my head into a "Y" and captured my legs and spread them into a painful grapevine hold. I cried out my submission almost instantly as I thought she would tear my crotch in two.
"That is sooooo cool Donna. Can I try?"
"Sure Suze." She slowly rose to pin my shoulders under her knees once again, then as Susan reached the side of the bed, she rolled off and released me.
I thought that would be my chance to escape so I lurched up into a sitting position, but Susan was on my in a flash, my struggles short lived as I was once again under total control of this young teen. Susan even pinned me quicker than Donna because she was 5'7" and 143 pounds of feminine muscle.
Donna did a happy dance and shouted, "And the World Champions are the tag team of Dynamite Donna and Make 'Em Sore Suze."
Susan laughed and flexed her impressive biceps as she looked down at me and smiled.