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Chapter 17 by Blackhand Blackhand

Can you figure out a way out of this situation?

Defeat

You try to pull your head away from White Light's pussy, even just long enough to look for your clothes. But, even that proves impossible. Your mouth waters. The black leather domme outfit you'd walked in with is forgotten.

Without thinking, your lips move forward to lick her, but a hard slap to your cheek stops you.

"That treat is only for pets, sweetie" She reminds you in a sing song voice.

The strange thing was how much the slap hurt. You are much stronger then her. In a simple boxing match, she'd be knocked out in the dirt.

But, this was never a boxing match, was it? You'd come in here preparing to dominate her through raw physical power, and she had showed you how much that was worth. You'd never been stronger her. You'd never had a chance.

You are just a weak weak girl. There was only one way this could end. Why fight it any longer?

"I...I yield...."

"What was that, little doll?" She brings a single soft finger beneath your chin and **** your head up. Her eyes dig into you. Beneath their weight, you shatter like glass. "Speak up. Make sure the refs and your new fans can hear you."

You close your eyes. Every moment, your cheeks burn more...but your pussy gushes more too.

"I yield. I give up. I surrender! I am inferior. I am weak. I am stupid. Please. Fuck. Make me a ****. Please!"

A grin spreads across her face, wider then any that had come before. So sadistic. You belong to this woman now.

"...just please let me cum..." You whimper with a trembling lip.

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