She asked for it - you slam your weight down on her chest

“I’ve had about enough of you and your attitude,” you tell her. “I was just acting like a normal guy – we stare at women. Always have, always will. It’s really not a big deal.” “And like a normal guy, I can beat a woman at wrestling or anything else physical for that matter. You wanted to teach me a lesson, but it looks like you’re going to be the one to learn a lesson.”

With that, you slam your weight down on her chest. She squeals in pain. Not content, you do it again. Normally, you would never want to hurt a woman, but you’re aggression has kicked in, and you’ve lost your self-control.

Feeling completely in charge, you fail to notice her legs bending up in the air towards you. She has enough fight left in her to pull you backwards with her legs.
She is in pain, but her anger fuels her to follow up on her sudden advantage. She tackles you to the ground, before you can stand. Before you can attempt to escape, her hand reaches between her legs and grabs you by the balls.
You stop struggling and keep still as a statute. “Please don’t,” you beg her.

“This is your own fault,” she chided, “You couldn’t help from treating me like a piece of meat, and then you try to fight dirty. Well now I’m going to fight dirty and tear off your piece of meat.”

With that she began to squeeze. You let out a cry of dismay and started punching frantically trying to make her release her grip. But she was too tough and endured your wild blows, continuing to squeeze your testicles for all she was worth. You pry desperately at her wrist, pulling and twisting in an urgent attempt to make her relinquish my grip. But your strength has been weakened rapidly as the incredible pain is overwhelming. Finally you let out a high-pitched, **** wail.

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" you screeched.

"Do you submit,” she grunted. There was no more taunting, her only goal now was to cause you as much pain as possible.

"Oh please!" you beg. "Please let me go! Oh please, please, please!"

She squeezed harder.

"I submit, please I submit!" you finally concede.

Finally she releases your balls, and you collapse, sobbing and broken. Before she leaves she yells at you, “I suggest you remember that women are not a piece of meat for you to droll over. I also suggest you don’t come back to the gym on Friday nights , because if I see you again, I’ll rip your testicles off.”