Be defensive

You hold your ground and wait for her to make the first move. Slowly she circles you, creeping ever closer. She has her arms up, and you keep an eye on her fists, although every now and then your gaze wanders down her body to her perky breasts. Each step she takes causes them to jiggle ever so slightly. You feel your cock twitch and quickly shake away those thoughts. As you do so, she lunges forwards. Caught off guard and off balance, you tumble to the floor as she charges into your stomach. You hit the floor, hard, and before you have time to get up she's upon you, legs wide apart straddling your waist. She leans forwards and grabs your wrists and pushes you down. For a moment you resist, your arms stationary in mid air as the two of your pushes against each other, but she has the advantage, and soon enough your resistance fails as she pins you to the mat.

"What did I say about underestimating me?" she says, teasingly. You start kicking your legs around, hoping to throw her off, but no matter how hard you buck and flail, she rides you like a pro, expertly shifting her balance to stay on top. It's exhausting, and you eventually wear yourself out completely and give up. Mrs Mills smiles down and says "Tired out already? That's a shame, I was hoping you would be more fun than this. I'll make you an offer, beg for mercy like a good little boy and accept your forfeit, or I will make this VERY uncomfortable for you". She already got you pinned and helpless, if she wants to torment you there's no way you could stop her, but could you really live with yourself if you had to BEG her?