'Accepted' Domination

Conza himself inches towards Minerva. He was nervous, sure. The way she was dressed now, and the way she chuckled and smiled at him. He tried to come close to her at a slow pace but, she wanted to take things fast. She came at the small boy to lock up with him, grabbing his hands with hers

"G-Gah!" Conza gasps, starting to push as herd as he could and giving it his all, as he always did to compensate for his size. Minerva however, was very determined, pushing him into a corner of the ring. His back presses up against the post. "O-Okay, you're doing good." He said in an oblivious coaching way.

Being much taller than her sparring partner, Minerva doubted she’d have any trouble overpowering him. Still, it caused her grin to widen when she drove Conza back and pushed him up against the corner of the ring. Hearing his words, she giggled and leaned against him to keep his body pinned there, while lowering her head down to speak softly right by his ear. “Thanks. But we’re just getting started here.”

Her arm began to snake its way underneath one of Conza’s. And once she had the limb hooked, Minerva would then take a big step out from the corner and attempt to send the boy flipping forward and crashing down onto his back with a hip toss.

She pressed her body against his to keep him in that corner. Smart, otherwise he would have escaped. Conza looks up at Minerva and growls lightly, showing that he wasn't out yet. But, she had him pinned well, and began to snake yer arm around his. "I know..." He responds.

She then threw him hard. She would find that he was light, but a bit heavy for his height. Conza would fly forward, slamming into the canvas on his stomach. "Gahh!"

Conza went for a brief flight, only to have a rough crash landing onto the mat. They were only moments into this spar, but already Minerva could tell this would be every bit as fun as she envisioned. She had lured the naive boy into a deadly trap, and now it was time to pick apart her prey.

The raven haired queen sauntered over to Conza’s downed body, then moved to drop her shapely rump down to sit on his lower back. From there, she’d reach out to grab his arms and pull them up over her thighs, then move her hands to cup around Conza’s jaw and pull back in hopes of applying a camel clutch to the young man.

Conza lays on his stomach for a moment, groaning in the pain of being thrown. He tries to sit up, but the large bottom of Minerva came down on his lower back, pinning him between her and the floor. She slowly, as if enticingly, applied a camel clutch on him.

He makes small groans and kicked his feet around in struggle. His back folding to her whim.

The groans coming from Conza as she folded his back with the camel clutch were quite a delightful sound to Minerva’s ears. And his little struggling attempts to fight the pain only made it that much more enjoyable for the sadistic woman.

But, she knew he could do better. Groans were nice, but she wanted to hear this room echo with his agonized screams. So, Minerva cranked back heavily on the hold, applying as much pressure as she could without risking serious injury. “Well now, are you ready to submit yet?” she asked through a sadistic grin, hoping to hear him surrender and beg to be released. But whether she would grant it even then was another question entirely...

When she pulled back more, his small groans turned into cries of pain. His back actually made a few cracking sounds. Both of them would hear those sounds. She'd probably love to hear that, but Conza was frantic. As soon as she asked of he gave, he cries out: "Yes, Yes, Yes! I-I give!"

Ah, that was much, much better. The agonized cries that filled the empty gym resonated in Minerva’s ears like music, which was exquisitely complimented by the cracking sounds of Conza’s poor back. And for the grand finale, he screamed out his submission. Minerva laughed out and released his head, letting his torso fall to the mat, but remained seated on his back.

“My my, it must be quite embarrassing for a woman you’ve only just met to beat you into submission so quickly.” she taunted, then giggled while moving a hand down to ruffle his hair. “But Conza, I do hope you remember the stipulation for our spar, yes? And I think it’s much too soon to accept your surrender!”

Minerva then leaned down and attempted to wrap her arms around Conza’s neck, and would then roll over while wrapping her long and powerful bare legs around his waist to apply a rear naked choke, crossing her ankles to make sure her legs were giving his midsection a deadly squeeze while her arms would strangle his neck.

He gives a small chuckle upon being released. "It happens more than you think, actually. You'd be surprised." He was referring to hos win-lose ratio, which was dismal at best. Little did he know that Minerva already knew about that. He blushes when she ruffled his hair.

Conza tries to get hack up, but...She still sat on him. She began to speak about their match's stipulation. She quickly got him into another hold. He remembered quickly...Just a while ago, he was caught on something like this by another girl. He tried to escape by sending some elbows back at her while making more groans.

Minerva couldn’t help but lauch a bit at Conza’s words. “Oh dear, how unfortunate.” she said, as if it were something she was completely unaware of. Even if the raven haired sadist had already lured the young man into her trap with almost no chance that he could escape, there didn’t seem to be any need to tell him she already knew about his poor track record in the ring.

Shortly after applying the rear naked choke, Minerva felt some elbows jabbing into her side. She grunted and winced, but started squeezing even more with her arms and legs to punish Conza for his resistance. If he kept fighting, she’d likely consider trying to transition to something else. But if it ended his struggles, then Minerva would be perfectly content to stay latched onto the young man until he either passed out or attempted to submit once again.