She is defeated, leave her to her humiliation.

You listen to her rapid, shallows breaths. Kelsey was waiting for what was in store for her. Her body arches backward of out your grip, her head tilted back and her lips parted. Kelsey stares at you with worry in her eyes, until your answer comes in the form of swinging her body to the side. One arm releases her, moving down to her scantily clad pussy where you grab it and lift her horizontally against your heaving chest.

"Oh g-god... please don't do this," she whimpers, her breath quickening. You feel the muscles in her smooth back tensing and spasming but the strength from your crushing grip has completely taken the fight from her. She can't twist out of your arms and she is at your mercy. With a decisive declaration of victory, and the roaring crowd's bellowing approval, you ruthlessly slam her down over your knee. Her pathetic plea for your sympathies falls on deaf ears and you hear a deafening slap of flesh on flesh. My wife arches erotically over your knee in a final display of submission, her spine bending to its limit and then just past it.

"No-a-ack!" She croaks, eyes wide and her mouth open, "Gck... ck...!!!"

You dismissively roll her off your knee and she collides with the mat wetly. You watch her weakly struggle to breathe, her bound arms twisting and pulling at her bindings to tend to her savaged spine, but she just can't manage it. My wife lays on her side, defeated and holding back the emotions brought on by such a humiliating and humbling defeat. She realizes how close she came to serious injury and her ego would be hurting for awhile, much longer than her physical injuries. She curls her legs demurely in front of her, shutting her eyes from the camera flashes taking in her humiliation.

As a final act of dominance, you tear open her teddy and rip it clean off of her as a trophy - and to further her humiliation.