Until you are properly humiliated

The punk guides you on, making you walk as her naked pony an entire lap around the ring. All the while, she guides you with her grip on your hair, well placed spanks, and her increasingly humiliating taunts. “Ohhh you may be the biggest slut I’ve beaten yet. Are you the biggest slut? Answer me!”

“Owww! Yes I’m the biggest slut!” You whimper.

“Yes you are. Just a giant slut that was looking for her place beneath a real woman. Because you aren’t a woman, you are simply a play thing, a sexy little toy for others pleasures. What are you!”

Spank.

“I’m just a toy for others pleasures!!!” You hated yourself for not fighting back. For saying such humiliating things. For continuing to be a beast of burden. Hell, for joining this stupid competition for some lousy money... and despite all of that self hatred, pain, and humiliation, a part of you was in heaven. Every insult sent a thrill down your spine, every laugh you heard made your knees weaker. You knew you could cum at any moment without even being touched, but a part of you wanted... more.

After a full circle around the ring, the punk simply said “Stay,” got off of you, and went in search of a toy.