THE FIGHT AT THE LECTURE ROOM PART TWO
by Hamlet



Meanwhile Junior Sister Megan did not require any strength to hold her gorilla
opponent down. She had just kicked him hard in the testicles with one blow and
he was lying on the floor of the lecture room at New College Oxford in abject
agony. The match which once seemed his to command was to end in disaster for
the gorilla her opponent. She hovered above him with her body in a push-up
position.

Megan exclaimed, "My goodness, you really look tired. See these breasts, watch
as

his slowly come down to finish you". He was completely horrified and totally
ashamed to see her above him in all her latex magnificence with no ability to
resIst. Now she slowly lowered herself, savouring every moment, as her golden
globes headed for the final victory. Beads of sweat from her glistening
breasts dripped on to her opponent. Her eyes looked into his and his fear made
Her body tingle, aroused with excitement.

The gorilla did not speak, but it sounded like he was silently sobbing in his
humiliation. The supple flesh and erect nipples made contact. The moment of
sweet victory had arrived. Staring into his disbelieving eyes made this
victory her most enjoyable accomplishment. She found it much more satisfying
than a face-sitting pin would have been. She saw his total defeat in the eye
to eye contact. She had fought a male champion, but had conquered much more.

How long did she hold him there, who knows? It was as long as she wanted to.
Did the gorilla enjoy it? Certainly not! The dominant Warrior Nun continued to
dictate to him that, not only was she wrestling champion supreme, but, also,
now he was her personal victim. Obviously, he was in no position to debate the
point. She had proven absolute, physical superiority to this doubting fool.
Megan asked him if he needed further proof of her superiority or if there were
any doubts as to the winner of this match. The gorilla could only nod his
head, no, although his eyes were fully terrified.

The dominant Nun would now command him and he must obey. Any resistance would
be met with another encounter in which she prepared to make him suffer much
more, if that's possible and still live. This new champion was an invincible
wrestler who had immensely enjoyed her championship wrestling experience. She
would definitely pass her Novitiate now and become a fully-fledged Warrior
Nun.

The students in the lecture room gazed at her and her Colleague Sister Alison
in wonder and admiration. What a turn-on to bring a goon and gorilla his knees
in this fashion in front of Davenport and his former doting students she
thought. Who was the champion now? She bellowed. He could not speak. Who was
the strongest, Now? She screamed! I am instrument of the Queen Goddess and
Conqueror. Do you know believe and accept female Domination now? Do you, Do
you? '

She grabbed him by his hair and slapped his face mercilessly. He did not
respond. Again, she slapped him, again, again, again...until she got the
answer she desired.

There, that wasn't so hard, now was it,' asked Megan. In his semi-conscious
mind he could now easily accept her as a Dominant Nun as she had both
physically and mentally beaten him. She knew, he was glad in his own pathetic
way . . She would continue to fight doubting arrogant males , especially those
like Davenport wherever they were

It was now Davenport's turn to surrender. He stood in the corner crouching in

terror. As the two Nuns Alison and Megan approached him, he cried out in
abject

fear in front of all his students.

OH GOD HAVE MERCY ON ME PLEASSSEEEE!!

'Oh, like atheists you call on God when you are facing danger you worm!
'called

out Sister Alison in victory.

'Right Megan hog tie him and let's take him to the Convent for trial! You must

prove your abilities to qualify as a Warrior Nun!'

'Certainly, Alison I can't wait to hog tie this bastard to pass my Novitiate!'

Megan began to tie Davenport' hands and feet so he could not try to escape. To
tie his hands, she pulled them behind her captive's back and wrapped the rope
around them in a figure eight pattern. She tied the rope between his wrists to
ensure that He could not wriggle his hands free. She made sure that the rope
sat right below his thumb joint; with the knot well out of reach of his
fingers she tied his feet above the ankles.

Megan knew that one of the best ways to keep her victim immobile was to roll
them on to his stomach and bring his bound ankles up towards his bound wrists.
She joined these two bound areas together with another piece of rope,
effectively placing them in a hogtie. His would not be able to squirm much or
move anywhere in this position.

Finally, she placed a dampened cloth into his mouth but ensured that it did
not completely choke them in the process. Once the cloth was inserted into the
mouth, she placed two to three pieces of tape over his mouth to keep the
bastard quiet

With one move she threw his trussed body over her shoulder.

Alison looked onto her in admiration knowing Megan would soon pass her
Novitiate

with flying colours!

COME ON MEGAN LET'S TAKE THIS GOD HATER TO THE CONVENT!!

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