School Girl Pin Stories

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School Girl Pin Stories
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Test A Short story about the Schoolgirlpin hold Warnings: 1. What you will find in whatever I will write, about the “Schoolgirlpin”, will be without the slightest harm of any kind, with consenting people, and without any constraint whatsoever (other than, of course, the ones due to the application of the hold). Anything else is not my opinion, and in that case, without judging you, I suggest you should read something else. 2. I do not mean to offend the people who are homosexual in any way, nor do I judge them. But the Schoolgirlpin hold, in my writings, will be between a female and a male only. 3. No Schoolgirlpin between members of the same family. 4. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Twenty years old, that is what Jenny and her sister Daisy were. They were also forces of Nature. Very tall, athletic, etc... The most sportive boys at their school used to challenge them, but, as the boys were pinned in the end, and they were not keen on SGP, Jenny and Daisy were quite feared. The problem was, they could not find any boy to pin. And they loved to. I am Stanley Fenton. And, for me, it is the contrary, I wanted to find a SGP partner. I had told myself that, maybe in the future, we will see SGP everywhere on Earth. But for now, we are far from it. I decided to go for a walk. And I arrive at the beach. I see two girls who are walking on the sand. I cannot take my eyes off of them. They stop, I look elsewhere a short moment, but cannot help looking at them again. And one of the girls tell me "Do you want our photos?" "Well, I meant nothing wrong." "What is it you want?" "Nothing, really." Each of us went his or her own way. For today, things were settled. Tomorrow comes, and I go to the beach again. And I see the girls. I sing "Let SGP be everywhere on Earth..." "Hey, what are you singing?" one of the girls asked me. “If you know what SGP is..." "Yes, we do." the other girl said. "And it is what I will do if you go on looking at us like that." "I did not want to bother you. But, to be honest with you, if one of you pinned me, I would be very happy." "If it is what you want, you are going to be served." And Jenny, one of the twin sisters, pinned me right away. With one hand, she pinned my both wrists. And she blocked my head with her legs. While I struggled with my arms to try to move them, without any effort she kept them exactly where they were. Needless to say that I was totally at her mercy. "You can go swimming," she told her sister. We will join you later. But not before a half hour." "All right." Daisy answered. And she went into the water. Two minutes later, Jenny placed my forearms under her legs, and crossed her arms on her chest. She waved from time to time at her sister, and looked at me with an amused look meaning "You cannot swim right now". But she must have guessed that I would largely prefer her pinning me than swimming. A few minutes later, she picked a bone of cuttlefish that was on the sand near us. She made movements in the air with it, as though it was a flying object. Sometimes, the “plane” flew not far from my head, and that made her laugh at times. About five or ten minutes later, the “plane” landed on her right leg. Now it was certainly a boat; we were on the beach, so why not. As for me, as long as she kept me pinned down, everything was OK. And the “boat” sailed towards my face. Slowly but inexorably… I tried to move my head, no way. When the “boat” arrived at the level of my left jaw, she stopped it. And she said “Stan, I decide what to do with the bone. Maybe I will make it move on your head, maybe not. And there is nothing you can do about it. Absolutely nothing.” She was right, both of us knew that. About five minutes later, the “boat” moved again, but not in the direction I had expected, which was my left jaw. Instead, she moved it up to the back of my head, and, as I started to feel it on my head, I saw and heard her laughing her head off. What a journey the “boat” did on my face, and it finally stopped on my forehead. Daisy went out of the water, laid down on her towel, and told us "You said you would come" But I can see you decided differently. As for me, I am sunbathing." More than a half hour had passed actually. “I give you the choice," Jenny told me. "Either we go swimming, or I keep you pinned down." It did not take me long to answer... But, could she change of pin? "This one is my favorite. And I do not have much to do." She simply covered my face with her legs. "I keep you like that during fifteen minutes. After what we will go into the water." "OK for me. But I would like more that fifteen minutes." "All right, Stan. If fifteen minutes are not enough, then it will be forty minutes. Whether you like it or not. In fact, it will be ‘at least’ forty minutes." During the time I was pinned, I had all the time to think about what I would do if Daisy wanted to pin me down as well. OK, it would be like in the song "Two girls for every boy", from the Bee Gees. But, even if I understood what it was when you have got nobody to live this or that with you, I was not keen on having Daisy pin me. Jenny would be the only one to pin me. When we went swimming, if she and I were alone, I would talk about it with her. But I did not have to wait very long, Daisy received a phone call, and moved a couple of feet away. "Jenny, I would rather only you pinned me down. But I would like to disappoint neither of you." "I understand, Stan, and I appreciate, believe me. And I think Daisy will as well." "You know what? I wish a boy seeing us, told Daisy 'what about me?'. In which case she would be delighted to pin him, of that I am sure." It was time to go into the water, which we did. We swam a bit, towards a buoy, the first one arrived would pin the other one. I saw I was no match for Jenny. When I finally arrived, she smiled at me, and said "When we are back on the sand, there is somebody I will pin down, if you know what I mean." "I understand you perfectly. For Daisy, I am sorry for her, but I am going to stick to what I told you." And she kissed me. After this very pleasant moment, we swam back to the beach. Daisy was sunbathing, and Jenny pinned me down. The three of us talked from time to time, and Daisy did not seem to be bothered having no partner. After a while, when she stood up, I wondered if Jenny would do the same, but she did not. "Sis, I will tell Dad and Mom you will come later." said Daisy to her sister. "All right. I think they will understand." And, looking down at me, Jenny explained me that their mother very frequently pins their father, and it lasts more than five minutes each time. It is always time to leave, which we did after quite some time... The day after, we meet at the same beach, and guess who pins the other. Ten minutes later, Daisy and a guy come. "Let me introduce to you Paul," Daisy told us. "We bet that an eggplant is a fruit. He said it was not, so he lost. We agreed the winner would pin the loser." They went a little farther, and, as they were out of my field of vision, Jenny told me her sister had pinned Paul. "I am glad Daisy found somebody to pin." I told Jenny. "So am I. My best bet is, Paul tried to unsit her during a couple of minutes. But she did not seem to have to struggle to keep him in place. Far from it." For Paul and for me, it would be the beginning of pin down time. Jenny decided to play the latest album of Jean-Michel JARRE, Equinoxe Infinity. Without the music, it was already wonderful. But with this beautiful music, and the word is weak, it was like Heaven on Earth. Appendix A-1) Personal comments I wish SGP were much more widely spread, and I am certainly not the only one. I have no clue how it would happen. We already know “Make love, not war”. We could also have “Make love and/or SGP, not war”. A-2) Miscellaneous links • What's the Difference Between a Fruit and a Vegetable?, www.livescience.com/33991-diff… • Jean Michel Jarre - Equinoxe Infinity /full album/ (2018), youtube.com/playlist?list=PLfi…

This is a true story. I wish things had occurred in a better way. It is again the case of an opportunity not taken, and we can regret it. During the last two weeks of June, I was on holidays in the South of France. I lived at my father’s house in Saint-Clair, a quarter of a town called Le Lavandou. On June 24, 2020, I had dinner with my father and his wife, in their apartment in Le Lavandou. Afterwards, I decided to walk to Saint-Clair, and I took the coast path, which is also called the customs officer path. After about a twenty-minute walk, I arrived at the beach of Saint-Clair, called “The Pearl”. It was about 9:15 p.m., Between two beach restaurants, the Sunsea Plage and the Paraiso Beach, I saw five or six young ladies, I do not remember the exact number. I do not recall either if they were French or not. There could not have been better conditions. There was no man with them. Nobody was in the vicinity. I wish I had asked them if one of them would pin me down. If they were
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Did you ever get beat up by a girl like "sore loser" in this thread? I've been beaten by a girl at wrestling, but I'd be much more humiliated by that than by being pinned on the wrestling mat.
When I was 12, a girl in our neighborhood routinely beat up and picked on all the kids living near us, both boys and girls. She especially seemed to enjoy overwhelming the oldest boy of a family, to humiliate him in front of his younger siblings.
One day, I took the girl aside and lectured her about her behavior. She responded by kicking me in the stomach. As I bent over from the pain, she gabbed me in a headlock and hit me twice in the face, drawing blood from my nose and lips. From there, she took me to the ground and had me in a school boy pin. I struggled to escape, but she drew her fist back and said if I fought back, she'd make my face a bloody mess, so I stopped struggling.
As she held me don, the girl made me promise never to confront her again and also made me beg her to let me up, which she finally did after about 5 minutes. Although no one was around to see her dominance and my humiliation, it became obvious that she told other people about our encounter. Other kids in the neighborhood would point at me and whisper amongst themselves when she and I were around.
That fight hurt more physically then my two losses to girls by pin on the mat, though the two "official" losses were more humiliating, since I was pinned and helpless in front of hundreds of people.
During the summer between Junior and Senior years, wrestling teammate held a cookout at his parents' house. One of the people invited was Cindy, a girl who'd pinned me in wrestling the season before. During the afternoon, a bunch of informal wrestling matches took place. I wrestled Cindy again and she completely dominated me (again), though this loss was more embarrassing, in a way, because instead of rferee calling the pin, I had to admit I was pinned and the ask Cindy to let me up.
I see what you mean about the physical pain vs humiliation - especially the cookout loss. Its lucky than nobody was around when that other girl beat you up. That girl sounds really tough. What happened with her? How many boys did she beat up? Did she beat them more than once? Did any of the kids pick a revenge fight with her. Did someone eventually beat her?
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I know this is old video but I just noticed that the boy got a bit over-excited. Funny or sad? You decide.
Did he get pinned because he had a boner, or did he have a boner because he was being pinned?
Actually, as MMArtist pointed out, he doesn't have a boner - its just a tight singlet. He got beat because the girl was better than him.
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