No.

You look up into her eyes defiantly, "No."

Her smile fades, her eyes darken.

You don't notice her hips shift slightly as she puts her weight on one leg and raises the other.

"You don't really understand, do you John?"

WHAM!

Her knee slams into the side of your head. The blow isn't enough to knock you out, but you slam to the ground on your side, loopy.

"I was just being polite!".

WHAM!

Her foot slams into your ribs. You desperately make up to all fours crawling away from the wall and towards the center of the mats. She lets you.

"You don't have a choice in the matter!"

WHAM!

A kick to the hips sends you back down to your side.

"I'm in control!"

WHAM!

Another kick, right into your stomach.

You roll to your back, exhausted, the wind knocked out of you, beaten.

"Why doesn't she just finish me off?" you wonder.

She's toying with you.

For a few seconds, you just lie there, sucking air.

"Get up."

You struggle.

"I said get up!", Sharmane grabs you by the hair and yanks you upward.

You manage to make it to all fours.

"That's my good little bitch. Now come here."

You look up to see Sharmane sitting a few feat in front of you legs spread out to either side of you, her now-naked pussy staring right at you.

Realizing there really is no use fighting it, you begin to crawl towards her.

"Tell me John, how does it feel to be my little bitch?"

She begins to massage herself, getting ready for you.

It beings to hit you just how dominated and beaten you are right now.

A half hour ago you were on your way here expecting to show Melanie who the superior sex is, and now her friend is about to do the same to you.

Sharmane kicked your ass from start to finish, controlled you, taunted you, and now here you are, obediently crawling towards her naked moist pussy, just so you pleasure her.

You're ashamed.

You're rock hard.

After the longest crawl of your life you finally make it to her.

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

You say nothing.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Eat me!"

Completely broken you lean in and begin licking her pussy.

After a few seconds, she grabs you by the hair, shoves your face deep into her crotch and leans back slightly, lifting her legs up and over your shoulders, around your head in a firm neckscissor.

She leans forward again, her legs pulling you down as you drop belly-first flat into the ground. Your raging hard erecting pressed tightly against the mat as you lick faster and faster.

After that is kind of gets fuzzy for you, she keeps the scissor loose enough to keep you conscious while you pleasure her. Eventually her legs tighten as she finishes.

"Well it looks like your down, boy. I won. I beat you, John.

(you vision begins to blacken)

...how does it feel?"