Face her in the gym and get lucky

Nightmare smirks and leads you to the gym they installed for her. There's her mats laid out and waiting for the both of you, giving plenty of room for even a towering and busty beauty like her to work out. The black mare kneels on the mats to get more on your level as she smirks. "Let’s make this easier for you to give up... pin, tapout, or falling off the mats is a win. Two wins it all."

"Yea, I get it," you say, trying not to show your nervousness as she strips nude before she stretches and flexes in front of you. She remove the last of your clothes as you stare. At least you'll get to roll around with her before she makes you her bitch.

Nightmare comes flying for you and brings you down with one easy tackle. You go tumbling over the mats, trying to make yourself as small a target as possible. It works to some extent as she keeps having to roll or reposition to get at you. She shocks you when she grabs you by the balls and squeezes. It's not like she's trying to pop them, but it's still a real shock that makes you freeze up.

"My, what a weak little master I have," she laughs. "One little tap to your weak spot and you're ready to break." She grabs you by the neck and with the two grips, she lifts you up into the air and slams you back down on the mats. It knocks the wind out of you as you cough and roll away to try to get some distance. Before you can even realize it, you find yourself cornered by your big black pet.

"Looks like you're all mine," she purrs before she lunges for you again.

It's a mix of panic, desperation and what little fighting skill you have that makes you move. You duck under her arms and try to dive through her legs, but your shoulder hits one of her thighs. It's so strong that it feels like it's made of vulcanized rubber, but she still trips over you and goes over the edge of the mats. You rub your shoulder before you both stare at each other in disbelief.

"What the hell did you just do!?" she snaps, teeth bared in fury.

"I just dodged!" you insist.

Nightmare pounds her fist on the mats. "One more time! You’re going down, mister" she demands as she moves back onto the mats. You shimmy back and give her space, since she looks like she's more than a little pissed from how heavily she's breathing and how taut her muscles are.