More Humiliating Punsihment

"I'm totally going to win this!"

"No you're not," said Nadia with the last of her defiant strength, looking up at the bratty blonde for the first time this match despite her massive height advantage.

"I so am. It's not even close."

"You are not winning." She said with some anger, but also almost as a challenge.

"I am going to win and you are going to lose. Just accept that your athletic body is weaker than a cute little thing like me."

Nadia was livid now. "You fucking bit-"

She was cut off by a sharp slap that left a mark on her cheek and dented her ego massively. As she turned back towards her opponent she saw a dominant woman towering above her, somehow even more daunting than before.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Emily was toying with her at this point.

"I called you a fucking b-"

Another slap. This time it shook her more than the first and she took significantly longer to recover. "Oops, looks like you're going to have to repeat it again."

"fucking-"

Another one. Nadia didn't even bother looking back. She just laid there, defeated, until she felt a soft hand grip her face as Emily crouched down to eye level with her. She looked angelic and yet intimidating. Cute yet ruthless.

"I think you're trying to call someone a fucking bitch. Who might that be?"

"You're the-" Suddenly Nadia felt a hand wrap around her neck, **** her out. She weakly put an arm up against it, not to defend, not to loosen the pressure, but because she felt like she had to. She just let herself be choked by this brat.

A few seconds late the arm was pulled back and she could breath again.

"You have one more chance, or else. Who's the fucking bitch?"

Nadia had legitimate terror in her eyes. She was no match for her tiny dominatrix. She had to comply or else.

"I'm the fucking bitch. I'm your fucking bitch."

Emily let out a cutesy giggle as she returned to her bubbly self. "That's right, I just made you my bitch! And it was so easy. But now I need a way to finish you off."