Wait for her to come after you instead of letting her dodge and counter you.

Samira is uncharacteristically cautious as she closes with you, maybe hoping to get you to overextend yourself and make a mistake. And you probably would have ended up doing just that if this were boxing, or kickboxing, or even MMA.

But it’s not.

You launch yourself into a dropkick that slams into Samira with tremendous ****, and she crashes to the canvas with a ring-rattling thud. She tries to get up, but she’s clearly out of it, clutching her stomach and wincing.

You consider pinning her down, but a better idea quickly occurs to you. You stride over to her and straddle her head, slipping off your briefs to let your cock hang free. Samira sucks in a breath as you kneel down so that its tip is poised just above her mouth.

“You know what to do,” you tell her.

She does. Her lips part and you push your cock between them, starting a blowjob that has the crowd on its feet and you moaning in ecstasy. Her big brown eyes lock with your own, and her long eyelashes flutter with faux innocence.

You keep it up for twenty seconds before hearing the buzzer’s distinctive sound. You finally pull your cock out of her mouth, relishing the last few moments of the sensation, and Samira plants a playful kiss on the head of it before you pull away and stand up.

You’ve won a point for domination.