Gym

I made my way to the university gym where I was meeting Carla to be her 'test subject', whatever that meant. I had been waiting in anticipation for a few days for this moment. Judging by the way she made me kiss her ass at Mira's office and her dominant attitude I would be in for a treat.

I walked in to the gym. My eyes immediately landed to the middle of the wrestling mats about 20 meters away from me. There I saw a tiny girl standing, seemingly waiting for something. She was looking to the side when I walked in but moved her eyes over towards me when she heard the door. She didn't maintain eye contact for a second before averting her gaze and looking down to the ground. She seemed very shy about the situation. She was wearing a red one piece swimsuit that hugged her medium sized breasts (which looked like a C cup) and round ass. At first I thought I had walked in to the wrong gym or maybe I was too early and had accidently walked in on a gymnastics team meeting or something. But before I could turn around or double check the time and place I heard someone talking.

"Don't worry you're in the right place." I could tell that voice was Carla's. After that meeting with her the other day I couldn't forget it. She was sitting down at the bleachers to the side. She was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and jeans and had a handbag next to her with what looked like a clipboard underneath. "Come on in and meet your partner in the study." She motioned towards the girl in the middle of the mats. I walked towards her as Carla did the same, leaving the bleachers and standing at the edge of the mats. I got a closer look at the mysterious girl. I could now tell as I got closer that she did indeed look like a college student, a freshman, maybe even a sophomore. Still however she was incredibly petite. She looked about 5'3 tall and could not have weighed any more than 105 pounds. Another thing that caught my attention was her natural beauty. She had that same no-makeup look as Carla and it made her look almost as attractive as her. She also had long blonde hair tied in a ponytail.

"So James, I guess you're wondering why you're here." I nodded my head. "I am currently working on a project for my 'Theories of Gender Relations' class and I needed someone to help me test out my thesis. The topic is about **** submissiveness and its physiological characteristics. Features like height, weight, muscle mass, biological sex. We will need to get you measured for those before we start. I'll explain the rest while we do that." She then turned around and started walking away from me to what looked like a test station with a machine. I followed behind her and took my place as she started taking measurements. "The entire thing will be filmed, with your consent of course. The girl over there is my sister, Katie. She's a bit shy so try to be as friendly as possible. You are going to wrestle her."

"Do what?" I was slightly taken aback by this.

"Wrestle her. You know, grappling, submissions, all that shit. You will keep going for an indefinite amount of rounds until she is able to make you submissive to her. And I mean *make you*. I don't want your dick to get in the way of my research. If I even sense that you're not giving 100% at all times I'm going to make sure you regret it." Her look told me she was very serious.

"Wait, if we keep going with me giving 100% what if she never makes me submit?"

"Not submit, be submissive to her. And don't worry about that. After every round you win, Katie will get to kick you in the balls equal to the amount of rounds you've won. Win round 1, 1 kick. Win round 10, 10 kicks. Eventually you'll be too worn out to fight back." I wasn't too stoked about the ballbusting, but the idea that I would submit to a girl because she had worn me out wrestling was driving me so horny that I even started to get hard. "Are we clear on the rules?" I nodded again. "Well, we're done taking measurements. Strip down to your underwear and take your place on the mats."