Author's Caution: Contains violence, male abuse, male domination and also a very small penis. Please don't read if this will offend you or is not what you are interested in.
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After kissing my wife goodbye for the weekend I grabbed the morning paper and headed back into the house, dressed only in my robe and briefs. She was off to check on her ailing mother, which left me to fend for myself with my new step daughter. This was the second marriage for both of us and 18 year old Traci was part of the package my wife brought with her when we married two months ago.
Traci was an incredibly beautiful girl, but she tended to have a quick temper, and at times had an attitude. The sliding glass door was open and I could hear her splashing around in our backyard pool, so I went to the window to see what she was up to.
I gently parted the Venetian blind a crack to peer out just as she lifted herself out of the pool in one fluid motion. I gasped as I viewed her facing me dressed in the skimpiest of string bikinis with a small patch covering her vagina, and two tiny pieces of cloth covering each small firm breast.
Traci shook off the water, readjusted the bottom of her suit which and ridden up into the crack of her pussy, then reached back with both hands to ring out the water from her hair. She had always been a bit of a tomboy according to my wife, and was into every sport imaginable since she could walk.
The sport she excelled at during her senior year of high school however was gymnastics. That, combined with her years of training in Judo had given her 4'11" 105 pound body incredible strength with noticeable yet feminine muscle.
I had gone to a couple of her gymnastic meets where she wore the usual revealing leotard so I knew that her tiny body was packed with muscle, but I had never seen her taut tanned body practically naked before. My left hand started to shake holding the blind open as my other hand entered my robe and pushed my briefs down over my hardening penis.
Unfortunately I was cursed with a very small cock, but it was extremely sensitive and I loved stimulating it. It was hardening into its 3 ½ inches as I slowly stroked it, watching as my step daughter began to practice her gymnastics routine.
She performed a perfect handstand with her back to me, with the beautiful tight muscular globes of her ass exposed invitingly. My breathing became ragged and my hand began to pump my cock faster as I watched her slowly bend her arms and touch her nose to the grass, and continue still in the handstand, spread her legs into a sensual split.
I watched for ten minutes as she continued to stretch her flawless body in every position manageable. I was totally absorbed in the sensations both viewing this tiny goddess and stroking my dick were producing, that I hadn't realized my briefs had fallen to my ankles, and also hadn't realized that the phone was ringing, until I saw Traci racing to the glass door to answer it.
I quickly released the Venetian blind just as she pulled the door open and bent to pull up my underwear. I tried to move behind the kitchen counter to hide myself but didn't make it before Traci grabbed the phone.
I stood behind one of the kitchen chairs with my hands on top and tried to look innocent, but when Traci looked at my flushed face and nervous fidgeting, then looked at the Venetian blind slat which still remained parted, I saw her beautiful face turn from questioning to furious.
"Hold on Jenny for about five minutes. I need to take care of something and I will be right with you."
She laid the receiver on the counter, and then slowly moved her tanned firm body toward me with her eyes ablaze with anger.
I scratched my chin and backed up a bit as she advanced and with a half nervous smile said "What's wrong honey? Are you, um, upset about something?"
I am only 5'4" and 130 pounds, so there wasn't a huge difference in our heights and weights, but she was in far better shape than I was in, and that fact that she had a black belt in judo made me incredibly nervous.
Without a word, she slowly took my left hand in her right and interlaced our fingers, then like lightening quickly forced my fingers back, causing me to instantly fall to my knees in pain.
"You know damn well what's wrong Daddy Dearest. You are a fucking pervert. What were you doing you asshole; spying on me?"
The robe had unfortunately come open and Traci could see my underwear stuck around my quaking thighs and also see my small cock, which had now shrunk to its humiliating 1 ¼ inches.
"Oh my God! I haven't seen one that small since I baby sat for 8 year old Timmy Johnson. How could mother have married someone with such a little pecker, who is also a friggin' pervert?"
She roughly twisted my arm up behind my back with her superior strength, forced me to stand and moved me back to the phone and picked up the receiver, laughing almost hysterically into it.
"Sorry Jen for the laughter. You have got to come over here and see this...No I want it to be a surprise. Just get here as fast as you can"....and she hung up.
She released my arm and flung me around so my back was against the counter, then grabbed me by my hair, jerking my head back and grabbing my throat in a choke hold with her other hand cutting my air off. I had never been so scared in my life. I tried to remove her fingers but they were just too strong and in a pleading strained voice begged for her forgiveness.
"Pl.. Please Traci. I can't breathe. I admit I was spying on you, and I swear it will never ever happen again. Please let me go. You're hurting me."
"Hurting you eh? You haven't experienced hurt yet. I should probably tell Mom what a sick little jerk she married, but I think it would spoil all the fun I plan to have with you and I will just handle matters on my own."
"Wh...What do you mean Traci?"
