Kiss her ass. (This path focuses on Claire.)

Caught in the daze of the unexpected twists of the sparring match, a sudden impulse made you lean forward and kiss the Claire's firm ass.

"Excuse me?!" Claire yelled, spinning around in indignation. "You crossed a line there!"

Before you could apologize, Eve and Tracey lunged at you, securing your arms and pinning you against the ropes.

"Let's teach him some respect," Claire declared, anger evident in her stance.

You tried to wriggle free, feeling trapped between the strong grip of the two women. As you glanced around, it became increasingly evident that you were outnumbered.

Reacting instinctively, you attempted a wild kick, narrowly missing Claire.

"I'm sorry," you gasped, your words cut short as Tracey drove her knee into your midriff, leaving you winded.

With you incapacitated, Claire took the chance to land a few precise punches. As you endured the onslaught, the sensation of being overpowered by the three women was strangely exhilarating. The punishment at Claire's hands and also the way that Tracey and Eve's soft boobs rubbed at your arms made you realize that you were completely at the mercy of these hot chicks.

You had to find a way to turn the situation around, but for now, it seemed you were entirely at their mercy.