Alison and Megan
by Hamlet



The two gorillas and the Warrior Nuns Sisters Alison and Megan each advanced
cautiously to the centre of the lecture hall at New College Oxford. Sister
Alison was still smiling confidently. There was a puzzled look on the face of
the first gorilla although he continued his outward macho bravado. This was to
mask his doubts knowing that he faced this huge muscular Woman. This was much
more than a wrestling match, this was worst nightmare as he gazed at the sheer
size of Her dressed in shiny black latex at least one foot taller than him. He
now faced physical defeat at the hands of a supposedly weaker opponent, a mere
woman. The shame of it! A very sexy and erotic Nun. After continuing to circle
each other they advanced. As they circled around each other the students in
the lecture room gazed in horror not believing that when they arrived at
Dawkins' lecture that they would be witnessing a full scale bloody fight.

Defeat was not an option; he became a raging wild bull again. He saw the black
latex basque and charged. They meet in the centre of the lecture hall for a
classic test of strength. They locked wrIsts and he was amazed at Her sheer
strength. She did not collapse, as She was not in awe of his strength at all
One minute passed... now two. What went on through the minds of two opponents,
eye-ball to eye-ball, each needing to gain the advantage? Was it fear, anger,
pain.... or possibly all of the above? Five minutes have elapsed and they were
still eye to eye.

At the eight minute mark, Sister Alison noticed the first sign of weakness...
his eyes no longer met Hers. He had looked away from Her powerful glare. It
seemed he was looking elsewhere for help, but there was none to come. His
weakness was now Her strength. The Warrior Nun sensed this and going for it
all grabbed hard him by the stomach. His knees began to tremble wildly and
buckled under Her majestic force. The gorilla valiantly tried to hold on, but
could not stem the tide. Now the dye was cast as he. began to sink down past
those glowing, fiery determined Nun's eyes which showed no sign of mercy or
pity. There was only contempt. sinking further past Her burning nostrils which
now sensed the scent of sweet victory and the stench of another male loser.
Sinking further past Her sensuous smile which revealed Her total delight of
his woeful plight. As he slipped past Her delicious smile She whispered in a
soft, erotic voice, 'Good fight, but you never really had a Chance!'. She then
laughed out loud as he sunk further. descending to defeat continued, past
those wonderful mounds of flesh that were now fully erect and heaving with the
excitement of the moment.

She was almost glowing in a delicate glaze of sweat, which he was unable to
appreciate in was current predicament. Down past Her mid-drift and glorious
latex bottom, protector of Her most intimate shrine. He would never discover
the treasure which lay beneath. It was not a place befitting despised,
vanquished losers.

Finally he was on was knees before His Nun conqueror. She now released His
wrists and he fell exhausted to the lecture hall floor. She stepped behind
him. He was breathing heavily, down on all fours, though hardly moving at
all..

She bent over from behind applied another brutal full-nelson, Her latex gloved
hands almost squeezing the air from was burning parched, lungs. Far too
exhausted, he was unable to resist or fight back. The students wondered in
admiration , how could She still be so fresh and seemingly getting
stronger.She stood behind him with Her python like choke hold turning Her
opponent a slightly hellish tint of purple. She kept total control and easily
forced him down to the floor There was no more resistance from him. She could
apply any hold at will. She now slid Her legs down to encircle his waist again
and air becomes even more scarce. He fully realized this was his last chance
to fight back or he was finished.

He knew full well that if he could break free now, he was finished. He
summoned up the strength of Hercules and began to buck like a wild stallion.
Amazingly, after the beating he has taken, he tried to break free of this
terrible hold, knowing full well this was his last stand. She used Her own
strength enjoyed each and every moment of his crazed attempts to escape. 'This
was the most fun I've had yet!' She screamed inane almost divine ecstasy . She
prodded him on, "'Come on, fight me... give me some real resistance,
man!."Slowly even the strength of the Gods was drained and this mere male was
doomed. "Come on, try it again" She laughed. He never dreamed it could come to
this. He almost heard Her cat-like purring as She alternately tightened and
loosened the vice now encircling his waist. She was enjoying this immensely as
Her game was such incredible fun. And She was also enjoying the cheers of the
students It seemed forever that She held that hold, draining whatever fight
that was left in Her opponent. She shook him again like a rag-doll and
informed him that the end was near. She wanted to make totally certain there
would not be any claim of a fluke victory. The gorilla was being given every
opportunity to fight back , even though he realized that he could never
overcome this fabulous Warrior Nun.

Sensing Her play thing was on the verge of passing out or dying, She gently
drew hIs head between Her perfect muscular thighs. The spider was trapping him
in Her web with no escape. If it was her desire to, She could suffocate him
here and now,

but that was not how thIs match was designed to end. A pin-down victory was
what She needed and She informed him, he would be pinned in a most humiliating
and degrading fashion. He stared at Her with a blank expression. There was not
the slightest hint of any male bravado anymore. There was no more resistance
from the once proud gorilla.

She released Her beaten opponent. He just laid motionless, flat on his back,
barely conscious, sucking in air. He could however still hear Her commanding
voice describing he was finished She sat on his chest and laughingly informed
him that the match would be ended with a special pin. No , not a school-boy
pin or some face smothering humiliation. This match will conclude with Her
magnificent mammary breasts alone, pinning him. Imagine that!

She called out to Junior Sister Megan.She looked over to Dawkins who was
crouching like a frightened mouse in the corner of the lecture room

BEAT THAT OTHER GORILLA AND THEN HOG TIE DAWKINS!!

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