Angus wins

Before you can recover Angus grabs you by the leg and flips you around.

You fall on your back, your skirt riding up and revealing your panties.

Angus looks down at you and chuckles. "You look good from this angle, slut."

"Stop calling me that!" You shout as you reach for your sword, but before you can grab it Angus stomps his foot down on your wrist.

"No, no, no." he says, shaking his head.

He steps off of your wrist and kneels down, grabbing your ankle.

He lifts your leg into the air stretching it, so the bottom of your foot is pointed straight toward the sky.

Your panties are fully exposed to all of the town folk, a few of the men have their tongues out drooling over you.

You can't help but blush.

Angus has you completely pinned in this position, your legs spread wide open, unable to move.

"Admit it, you lost." Angus says.

You couldn't argue, he was right. You did lose.

"Fine, you win." You say as you hang your head.

"Good girl." Angus smiles and releases your leg.

You quickly sit up and scoot backwards.

"Well you know what this means right? Time to pay up sugar tits."