Sadism

I plunge on him, grab his leg under the knee and drag it close to his wonderful eyes, finding very little resistance. My other arm goes behind the guy's neck and when I connect my hands together, his legs are taken wide apart, leaving his crotch exposed. This is a judo cradle, and the pain that it brings along is nothing if compared with the abuse of that position, especially if inflicted by a woman to a larger man. My boobs are hanging on his face, reminding him who's kicking his ass, and I start whispering scornful words near his ear, words that alone would emasculate a man under normal circumstances, but in this situation could even upset his mind. Choked and sprawled, he is impotently quivering under me. I don't finish him though, not yet. Instead, I let him go one last time, just to humiliate his male pride further. As soon as I free him, Jonathan turns around and flees. I laugh and go after the guy, hugging the brawny back from behind. My fingers cross around his rib cage, and my feet meet onto his crotch."Where do you go big boy?", I ask, tightening my grip and enjoyng the sensual contact with the paper giant. He struggles a bit pointlessely, but after the sudden pulling of his elbow he looks weaker and I've an easy game rolling my heavier opponent face down.

"You won Mrs Jenkins!", he breathes out, shaking like a leaf, "I give up!". My vagina pulses hearing that. "Giving up isn't enough; you had opportunities to submit more gently, but now it's too late!" Speaking like this I flat the big loser down and then set my target for the real submission: his bare foot is coming out of his pants, hanging up in the air as it wanted to fly somewhere. That was the first thing that struck me of the guy and destroying it will be the fair end of this fight. With sadistic cruelty I grab the boy's toes with both hands and then pull them backward, forcing his leg behind his back. Still unhappy, I also grab his ankle, moving it unnaturally back and forth. He starts wealing like a child "Pleeease...have some mercy...stooop it! You will injure mee...I will do whatever... I'll kiss youur feet, I submiiit... you're strongeer..." I hear the muscular arms banging rhythmically on the floor, while he yells out "I've been beaten by a womaan....I'm soorryyy...". This is too much for me. I release his leg and stand up. Then, swiftly, I snatch his pants and take them away, leaving Jonathan completely exposed.