The pain is too much, you tap out

“I said you better tap out, bitch” she demanded.

You give one last push to free yourself, but her grip doesn’t budge. You hear her laugh at your feeble effort. It’s embarrassing to give up to this beautiful girl, but your pride isn’t worth getting killed for. You tap her powerful body 3 times signaling your defeat.

“That’s all you’ve got,” she scoffed. She eased up slightly on her hold, but keeps you trapped in her powerful clutches. “You’re really going to give up so quickly. You’re even more pathetic than I thought.”

“Please let me go,” you plead weakly. While she has eased off, she is still hurting you, and you want the humiliation to end.

She laughs again, but releases her hold. You collapse in pain and fear with your back to the ground and she quickly repositions herself so she is sitting on top of your defeated body. Not content, she poses with a double bicep flex. You can’t help but be impressed with her strength. “I’m so bad ass,” she laughs derisively, “don’t you think.”

When you don’t respond, she yells at you, “tell me I’m bad ass.”

“You’re bad ass,” you concede.

“Now, admit that you’re a crybaby bitch.”

“I’m a little crybaby bitch.”

“That’s a good boy. You know what’s coming next,” she demanded. As she moves her butt toward your face, you know what you need to do. Not wanting to anger her further, you immediately swallow your pride and kiss her powerful butt. She laughed again and finally got up. You remained lying on the ground.

Surprisngly, she extends her hand to help you up. Tenatively, you grab her hand, and rise up with her assistance. You think it’s over, but she’s not done yet. She pushes you up against the wall, and places her forearm forcefully into your chest and looks right into your eyes. “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 unless you’re prepared for a rematch.”

You nod obediently.

“That’s a good boy,” she laughs. She starts to walk to the door, but suddenly comes back. You’re still slouched against the wall. Before you can react she fires a hard punch straight into your stomach. You collapse to the ground coughing. “I thought you could use one last reminder,” she laughed. You heard her walk out the door as you lay doubled over on the ground.

“I really am a pathetic bitch you think to yourself as you nurse your wounded body.”