The fight begins

You smile for a moment as she tells you about your future as her bitch. Then you chuckle. "I don't think so," you say, as you reach out and place a hand on her shoulder, trying to grope her breasts.

She smiles and laughs back, then spins around before you can touch her tits, delivering a swift kick just below your right kneecap. Then she spins the other way, whipping her elbow into your face as you reflexively double over from the kick. They aren't hard, and you surmised that she wasn't very strong. But god, she's fast. You are stunned, backing up a few steps. She taunted you, motioning you forward with her hands.

"Give in, slut. Just submit to me and I will make it all better." She darts in, slapping your face a few times and then retreating before you can react. You lunge forward in a rage, but she deftly moves out of the way, managing to trip you and to grab onto your shirt. As you fall, she falls on top of your back, straddling it and reaching around to squeeze your crotch hard. You yelp in pain.

She leans forward, kissing and nibbling on your ear sensually, still gripping hard, kneading your balls as you plead with her to stop.

"You are no match for a woman," she whispered. "Give up, roll over and let me fuck you." She eases up just a bit, focusing more on making your cock stiffen. "It is inevitable."