It's an illegal move

With that, you, just barely being able to keep your eyes open, was able to do the "piranha" without repercussion. Or so you thought... Frankie called for the match to still commence, and after he'd gotten his ice pack, he decided to construct a foolproof plan in motion. After Frankie's throbbing pain went away, he took the ice pack and put it directly on your face, and then sat on that ice pack so if you wanted to bite again, you'd be biting the ice pack instead of his ass. He let out ripe, warming farts that caused the ice pack to eventually melt and the gas-infused ice seeped into your mouth with a ripe and disgusting taste. "Ice, ice, baby~a baby that only thinks he can win 'cuz he wants to bite other people's manhood. Not on my turf." Frankie said, before gassing out some more while you sputter from the water drooping into your mouth and down your chin tasted horrible. You'd submitted, and Frankie had a vendetta against you from now on.