No

I messed around way too much in this match. I let Gemma stay in control for far too long, but to her credit she did what needed to be done. At first, I was a strong, athletic, unbeatable man and now I can't even think about wrestling. I have completely fallen for my beautiful, seductive opponent. I don't care about winning anymore. I only want to make her look good and give her whatever she wants. I think what she wants right now is very simple. She wants my submission, and I am ready to give it. I enjoy the view of her ass in my face as long as I can until my breath is getting dangerously low. I tap lightly on her butt. She looks back eyes wide shocked and unsure of what I did.

"Did you just tap?

I don't respond. I just lift my hand to tap again but hesitate like I am still resisting.

"You don't have to act tough anymore. I know it must be embarrassing to submit to a cute girl, but sometimes you have to when you get beaten up by one".

I tap again unable to speak. The reality of the situation setting in. She is right it is pretty embarrassing, but equally exhilarating and even somewhat exciting to turn expectations on their head and with such a simple action, admit to everyone involved that a strong, athletic man was no match for a skinny, unathletic woman. Gemma looks back with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"You must just be spanking me because I believe I heard someone say they would NEVER give up".

"Ok I was wrong. Never is right now" I respond tapping with both hands.

"Are you sure? You know what that means since this is only a one round match?" she teases but loosens her legs and just holds me there.

"I know. You win Gemma. You kicked my ass and I can't take it anymore".

"Hell yes! I can't believe I won!" she exclaims while spinning around to sit on my stomach. She lifts her arms in triumph and looks down at me.

We share a look of lust, but hers is accompanied by happiness and victory while mine is an awkward feeling of embarrassment and defeat. Any negative feelings are outweighed by how turned on I am and how happy I have made Gemma.

"So what did you think of my signature moves which I call Gemma's Scissor Session?"

"It was painful and exhausting".

"I did give you a warning that you wouldn't survive. You should have escaped when you had the chance".

"That's true. I was confident and didn't think you could hurt me that bad".

"I was worried for a few minutes your big muscles might be too much, but in the end even those weren't enough to save you from my legs" Gemma says smiling and rubbing her legs and letting me do the same.

"It isn't fair how they can be so soft and sexy one minute and crushing my skull the next".

"Yeah. I agree they are great. Thank you for that and also giving me something to add to my signature move".

"What do you mean?"

"Thanks to you I can say no MAN has ever escaped my signature move!"

"I get the feeling you will hold this over me forever".

"Probably. But I also get the feeling you are ok with that" she counters looking back at my still raging erection.

"Oh I am more than ok with that".

Gemma "forces" me to reward her for her victory and also rewards me for letting her have her way with me. Losing isn't always bad.