It was my own fault really. It was just my stupid male nature I guess that made me always want to tease my young adopted daughter Lisa before I gave her what she wanted. I realize it now that its way to late. But I wish I had thought about it then. Anyway, this my story. My name is Richard. Back then I was a 25 year old male who was 6 foot 2 inches tall and weighed roughly 200 pounds. My body wasn't solid muscle by any means but I did exercise regularly so I was in fairly good shape. My wife and I were not able to have kids so we looked into adopting one. We both wanted a child very badly. I'm a Lawyer and my wife worked in an accounting firm so we had the money and the love to give some child a good home. After weeks of searching we found the perfect child for us. Her name was Lisa and she was the sweetest little girl you have ever seen. Lisa was 6 years old. She had silky blond hair and bright green eyes and a smile that would melt your heart. Lisa was living with her mother who liked to party all the time. She was tired of not being able to do exactly what she wanted because of the problem of having to care for a child. We happen to meet her one night at some friends house. All she talked about was hating the responsibility of raising a child. My wife and I explained we would do anything to have the problem she had. Later that night she pulled my wife aside. After a short talk my wife came to me with her proposition. If we would be willing to formally adopt Lisa she would let us have her with her blessing. Six weeks later we had the child we always wanted.

Everything was perfect at the beginning. We had a child to share our love with and she seemed to be very happy with us also. Never having had much she was delighted to have her very own room. And she loved having her own TV and toys of all kinds which she never dreamed she would ever have. We took her shopping for a whole new wardrobe and she was the happiest little girl in the world. She was never a problem of any kind and life seemed great for us all. Little did I know that things were about to drastically change. I had been working on a tough case at the firm all week so when the weekend came all I wanted to do was relax around the house for my two days off. My wife and Lisa were in the kitchen talking and I was lying on the floor in front of the TV watching a football game. Lisa came bouncing into the living room screaming. "DADDY! DADDY! CAN WE GO TO THE FAIR?" "Mommy says its alright with her so she told me to ask you." She said bubbly. I rolled over on my back so I could see her. "Daddy's really tired honey. Why don't you and mommy go without me?" I replied. "Mommy said she wouldn't go if you didn't daddy and I really, really want to go." She said with sad little eyes.

She came over and sat down on my chest. "Please, please can we go?" She pleadingly asked. "I don't know Lisa baby Daddy is really tired." She jumped up and dropped her tiny little butt down on my chest three times while saying. "Please. Please. Please." "OK! OK! I give up. We can go." I said laughing. Her little face lit up with a big smile and her bright green eyes just sparkled. She climbed off of my chest and ran back to the kitchen screaming.. "MOMMY, MOMMY WE CAN GO!" That's how it all started. As I look back on it now I should have noticed it. But as a parent you just don't see things the same way children do. I assumed her face lit up because I changed my mind and gave her what she wanted. But to her childish way of thinking she had forced me to give her her way. It just got worse after that. Anytime she wanted something she would jump on me where ever I was and ask for it. My foolish male brain not seeing what was going on, I made a game out of it.

I would lay her down on the floor and playfully tickle her. No you can't have that or do this or go there or what ever. But as you know, kids have boundless energy. So she kept after me until I finally gave her what she wanted so I could get some peace. Her face would light up just like it did the first time and off she would go a happy little girl. By the time she was sixteen things completely got out of hand. My wife and I were having trouble with our marriage. Unknown to me, she was having an affair with a co-worker in her firm named Jim. She loved Lisa but having to deal with our marriage was to much for her to handle. She chose Jim over us and filed for a divorce. Lisa took it very well. She still seemed happy, even though there was only two of us now.

That's when my life started to change forever. I was getting ready to do the dishes one night after supper when I asked Lisa to help me do them. I was tired from a hard week at the firm and wanted to get them finished so I could sit down and relax. She flatly refused and told me to go away. Now I was really tired and on edge so I grabbed her hand. "You're going to help me whether you want to or not young lady." I said. "WHAM!" She kicked me in the shins and jerked her hand out of mine. When I reached down to rub the sore spot she slapped me right in the face. "SLAP!" "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING YOUNG LADY?" I screamed. "Making you leave me alone." Was her quick response. "WHAT?" Is all I could think to say. "I'll make you leave me alone if you don't quit bothering me and go away." She told me.

"This is ridiculous Lisa. I'm your father and you are my daughter. So do as I say and come help me with the dishes." I ordered. "MAKE ME!" She challenged. I stood there stunned for a few seconds, not believing what I had just heard. "You're going to help me." I said as I again grabbed her hand. This time she punched me in the stomach. "THUD!" It hurt a little and it surprised me a lot. I stood there staring at her until she punched me in the stomach again. "THUD!" I reached for her with both hands to hold her and stop this nonsense. But she eluded my grasp and kicked me in the shins again. "WHAM!" This time when I bent down she punched me right in the nose as hard as she could. "SMACK!" Shock registered on my face when I felt my nose and noticed it was bleeding. I don't believe in punishing children so I knew I had to get away from her or I was going to do something I would regret. "Just forget it." I said as I walked back to the kitchen. It got worse after that. Only I didn't realize just how bad it was going to get.

The only explanation I can come up with was she must have been watching Professional Wrestling and boxing on the TV in her room. Because all of a sudden she knew wrestling holds of all kinds and how to apply leverage to use them on someone. And how to throw a punch with exceptional force. Lisa is very smart and a quick study. After watching someone do something she quickly picks it up after a few times and can easily do it herself. She came into the living room one Saturday while I was lying on the floor watching a Baseball game. "I'm going over to my friend Dana's house for awhile." She said. Her friend Dana just lived down the block and I knew her folks. So her going there was not a problem. But there was certain rules to abide by in my house and I planned to enforce them. So I asked her nicely. "Have you done your homework?" "No." She replied. "I'll do it tonight before bed." "You know that's not how it works Lisa. Do your homework now and then you can go to Dana's." I explained.

Not even dreaming what was going to happen next, I was caught completely off guard. She slowly walked around me and dropped both of her knees in the small of my back. Then she reached over to grab my right wrist and snapped my arm up behind my back in a hammerlock. She wrenched my arm up as far as she could and I screamed like a frightened little girl. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Can I go now or do you want me to break your arm?" She hatefully asked. I couldn't believe what was happening. My sixteen year old daughter was trying to force me to obey her. She had very good leverage and my arm was near the breaking point. All I could do was painfully scream my answer. "YES! YES! YOU CAN GO!" She calmly stood on her feet. "Thank you dad." And she left. I lay there several minutes while I wondered what the hell had just happened.

I was completely stunned when I shut off the TV and sat down in my chair. She's only sixteen years old. I said to myself. While you're a fully grown man of 35. How could this have happened for Christ sake. Yes, she jumped you when you were not expecting it. But you still should have been able to control her. My mind said to me. She's probably only weighs about 110 pounds so you weigh twice as much as she does. And you're a foot taller then she is. She's just a young girl and you are a grown man. You must put a stop to this before it gets way out of hand. So I sat there and thought about what needed to be done when she came home. As I've said before, if I had been smarter back then I would have just let it go. But parents don't think that way. I needed to rectify a bad situation and in my mind it wasn't going to be a problem to solve it. Boy oh boy was I ever wrong.

I heard her come through the door while I was in the kitchen fixing dinner. I turned the burners off because I figured we needed to have a long talk. I walked into the living room and saw her standing near the door slipping off her shoes. "I need to speak to you young lady." I said as I strolled her way. "Not now dad. I want to finish my homework before my favorite program comes on." She replied. "NO Lisa! We have to get something straight right now. I'm your father so that means I have the authority around here. You are my daughter so you must mind me when I tell you to do something. That is my right as a parent. This is my house and you have to follow the rules as long as you live here. That's just the way it is." I explained in no uncertain terms.

"You're to young to move out on your own because you can't get a job at sixteen. And you don't have any money saved up and you can't run away because you have no where else to go. So you really have no choice. The sooner you realize that the better off you will be. Now you may go do your homework and I'll call you when dinner is ready." I said with authority. "You have it all wrong dad." She replied. "I would never run off or move out because I love it here. As far as me having to follow your rules or not having any money to do as I please, that is about to change. And so is the fact that I don't have any authority in YOUR HOUSE! I was hoping you would let pass what happened between us earlier but I can see that you won't. So you only have yourself to blame for the consequences." She said confidently.

Lisa came right at me. I tried to grab her and hold her until she calmed down but she was a whirlwind of movement. Her fists and feet were flying so fast I couldn't grab any part of her. Finally I was able to grasp her around the waist. But she was squirming so much we fell to the floor. When we hit the floor she jerked away from me and kicked me right in the chest. "WHAM!" While I was down she jumped on top of me and started punching me in the face and head. Her beautiful face was smiling while her hard fists connected. I was finally able to grab hold and throw her off of me. But before I could regain my feet she attacked me again. Lisa was like a snarling wild cat while we rolled around on the floor. Hands, feet, elbows and knees were coming at me from all directions. I was completely on the defensive.

Eventually I was able to get my leg between us. I pushed her away from me with my foot and scrambled to my feet. "STOP THIS RIGHT NOW YOUNG LADY!" I screamed. Lisa's face had a look of pure hatred spread across it. Her bright green eyes bore into mine and she calmly stated. "You're going to be very sorry you did that dad. I was going to take it easy on you. But now you're going to pay big time." It sounded outrageous to me that this sixteen year old girl really believed what she was saying to a fully grown 35 year old man. I just looked at her and laughed. BIG MISTAKE! She flew at me again with her arms and legs flailing away trying to connect anywhere she could. All I could think was, this is crazy. She collided with me and down to the floor we went again.

This time I was able to grab her arms and pin them to the floor. While I held her there I tried to talk some sense into her and calm her down. Her legs and feet were still free and she was kicking for all she was worth to try and dislodge me. She managed to get her feet between us and was able to kick herself loose. As I fell back on the floor she leaped on top of me and we were both fighting to gain control. I was getting very winded and wearing out. As I stated before I'm a Lawyer. Even though I try to stay in decent shape I never actually do any physical labor. We had been going at it for about 20 minutes now and I was tiring. But Lisa still seemed to have untapped energy she could draw on.

Back and forth we grappled while trying to gain control of the other. Again I was able to pin her arms down to the floor. But Lisa was able to wiggle free much faster this time. I was rapidly tiring and becoming exhausted. She leaped on me again and this time she was able to drive her knees into my stomach with all her weight. "WHAM!..WHAM! The air rushed out of my lungs and I doubled up in pain. Lisa stood over me kicking and stomping anything she could reach. My head, my back and my sides were beginning to hurt from those terrible teen feet that were inflicting all the damage she could. When Lisa tired of that she dropped down and put her arms around my neck. She applied a choke hold and began to squeeze. I was able to break free in a few seconds but Lisa gave me no respite and attacked again. I was totally exhausted now and she still looked as fresh as she was when we started.

Lisa maneuvered me into a sitting position and sat behind me to slip her slender arms under my much larger ones. She clasped her hands behind my neck and put me in a classic full nelson hold. After stretching her strong legs around my waist she locked her ankles and put me in a scissor hold too. The full nelson didn't hurt to much but she knew how to use leverage and keep me from escaping. My arms were so tired I couldn't break her hold and free myself. The scissor hold however was another story. Lisa played soccer so she had very strong legs and ankles for a teen age girl. She was able to exact excruciating pain on my ribs with her strong legs. This is where the nightmare of the rest of my life began.

Hardening my stomach muscles against those solid female legs of hers worked for awhile. But I soon had to let my breath out and suck in another one to keep it up. Each time I did she gained some room with her scissors. After about 10 minutes she was turning my stomach muscles and ribs into mush. I was in agonizing pain and screaming my head off. "AARRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" My arms were beginning to turn numb because of her full nelson so I was totally helpless. My mind swam in confusion because I didn't know what to do to rectify the problem. I had never been in a situation like this before and I was lost on how to solve it.

I remember thinking how ridiculous I felt to be receiving so much pain from a sixteen year old girl. And listening to her giggle while she sat behind me was rather humiliating. Embarrassment flushed my face beet red as the picture of what was happening to me flashed through my mind. Lisa finally tired of her unbreakable holds and released me. I crumpled to the floor and moaned like I was dieing. I thought the terrible ordeal was over so I laid there to rest and let my body heal itself. Little did I know it had just begun. Lisa straddled my chest and grabbed my wrists to pin them to the floor. Fear must have shown in my eyes when I braced my arms to stop her and realised I couldn't. My sweet blond haired daughter was stronger then I was. Lisa bent my arms and put my hands near my head. Then she planted her knees across my arms and wrists and pinned me securely to the floor. "I told you you would pay for shoving me off of you." She said with an evil grin.

Foolish male that I am I still expected her to mind me. "GET THE HELL OFF OF ME LISA!" My brain just wouldn't comprehend that a fully grown 35 year old male who weighed 200 pounds was firmly pinned to the floor by a sixteen year old girl who weighed 110. And as hard as I tried I couldn't get up. Lisa was about to show me the error of my ways. She clenched her right hand into a fist and punched me hard right in the eye. "SMACK!" "SHUT UP WIMP!" "Can't you see I'm in charge now? So keep your big mouth shut until I tell you you can talk." She ordered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "This is ridiculous Lis.." I didn't get the rest out because she punched me right in the mouth. "SMACK!" "I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP DIDN'T I?" "And you had better listen or the beating I'm going to give you will just get worse." Still not believing what was happening I opened my mouth to speak again. I was about to find out that was the wrong thing to do.

"You aren't very smart are you dad? So I guess its time I taught you a lesson." "SMACK!" In the eye. "SMACK!" In the other eye. "SMACK!" In the mouth. "SMACK!" On the nose. "SMACK!..SMACK!" A combination to my jaw. "SMACK!..SMACK!" To my cheek and mouth. "Are you learning anything yet dad?" She asked grinning. I struggled with everything I had to free myself from this vicious young tomboy. But her leverage was perfect and I just couldn't budge her. "I guess not." She said. "So prepare yourself for a very lengthy beating." "SMACK!" "I think your eye is changing color dad." "SMACK!" "I busted your lip that time." "SMACK!" "Oops, I broke your nose that time dad." "SMACK!" "Now the other eye is turning black." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" "Your face is really getting puffy." "SMACK!" "That's gonna leave a huge mark" "SMACK!..SMACK!" "Ohhhh I'll bet that one hurt." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" "I like the black and blue color of your eyes dad." "SMACK!" A final right to my mouth and she stopped. "HAVE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON YET WIMP?" She sternly asked.

As ashamed as I am to admit it I began crying. "Ohhhh that won't do dad. We can't let the neighbors hear you crying." Lisa reached over and removed her pink cotton sock from her right foot. She grabbed my chin and squeezed my cheeks to force my mouth open. Then she stuffed the pink sock in it and warned me as she did so. "IF YOU BITE MY FINGERS I'LL BEAT YOU SO BLACK AND BLUE NO ONE WILL RECOGNIZE YOU!" Tears flowed from my eyes while my face flushed from the humiliation of having her sock stuffed in my mouth. I could taste the odor of her foot on my tongue and it made me cry even harder. "There that's much better dad. Now we can continue your lesson without being interrupted." She announced with a smile.

Lisa removed the pink sock from her left foot and placed it beside us on the floor. "I'll need that later. Now where were we? Oh yes, your lesson." Lisa raised her female fists and punches starting raining down into my unprotected face with unbelievable power behind them. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" I could feel my face swelling all over while I cried like a little baby. "SMACK!" "You will learn your lesson or else." "SMACK!" "You'll do as I say from now on and keep your mouth shut." "SMACK!" "You will not hesitate when I give you an order." "SMACK!" "You will not argue with me "ABOUT" any order." "SMACK!" "You'll have no thoughts of your own." "SMACK!" "Your only thought will be to make me happy." "SMACK!" "Any rebelion from you will result in a very painful beating." "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" "IS THAT CLEAR WIMP?" She asked.

I was trying to plead with her but the sock muffled everything I tried to say. I was uncontrollably sobbing and my body was shaking in fear of the teenage girl who had me pinned to the floor. Not expecting an answer to her rhetorical question, Lisa picked up the other pink sock. She folded it in half and placed it on my swollen, battered face to rub it on my nose and mouth. "I told you you would pay for pushing me to the floor. Maybe next time you'll know better." She said smiling. Lisa rubbed her sock in my face for at least 5 minutes while she smiled the whole time. I could do nothing but lie there and whimper while my battered body wracked with sobs. I was thoroughly broken and completely helpless. My blackened eyes were beginning to close and I could tell my lips were split and puffy. The rest of my face was badly swollen way out of proportion. I looked up at her sweet young face and my tears flowed even faster. "Your lesson is about over for today wimp. We'll continue it tommorrow." She said.

Lisa rose to her feet and removed the sock from my mouth. "I need to do my homework before my program comes on and I can't be bothered. So do as you're told and I wont hurt you much more today." She reached down to grabbed my shirt and lifted me slightly off of the floor. "I'm going to put you to sleep for a while so I wont be interrupted. Be a good little boy and say good night Lisa." She ordered. "WHAT?" Was all that came out of my swollen mouth. "That's not what I told you to say Dad." "SMACK!" "Now say good night Lisa." "Please honey I." "SMACK!" "You really are a stupid little boy. Now say good night Lisa before you piss me off." "Please Lisa stop thi." I never got to finish my sentence. "SMACK!" "SAY IT!" "SMACK!" "SAY IT!" "SMACK!" "SAY IT!" "SMACK!" "SAY IT!" "SMACK!" "SAY IT!" "SMACK!"

"OK! OK! P.please.. (sob) I'll.. s.say.. it.. L.L.Lisa. (sob) Just.. st.st.stop.. hitting.. m.m.me." (sob) "Good boy. Now say good night Lisa." "G.G.Good.. (SOB) n.n.night.. (sob) L.L.Lisa." Lisa smiled sweetly and drew back her right fist. "SMMMACK!" She delivered a hay maker punch to my jaw with as much power as she could generate. My sixteen year old daughter knocked me out cold. One last thought crossed my mind before unconsciousness over took me. "HOW WAS SHE ABLE TO BEAT ME SO EASILY?"