She makes you worship her body.

"You really thought you could fight me? You thought you could take me on? With this body? You seriously thought you were worthy of it?"

You hang your head in shame.

"The only thing you're worthy of is worshipping my perfect body."

"I.. wh-what...?"

Riley points down to her socked feet. "Kiss them."

Having already degraded yourself, and not wanting to get your ass kicked a second time, you kneel down and plant a kiss on her right foot.

"Both of them."

You move to her left foot and kiss it as well while she laughs, hands on her hips as she enjoys her superiority over you.

"Keep kissing. Up the leg."

You obey, and start planting kisses all over her legs and powerful thighs, eventually reaching her ass and hesitating.

"One on each cheek."

Lips trembling, you pucker up and plant another kiss on each ass cheek, and in that moment you feel in your gut that you'll never get the girl of your dreams now.

You kiss her flat, toned abs and works your way up to her breasts, where she stops you.

"Nope. Not there. You'll never get to touch them. And you'll never, ever get to kiss these lips."

You start to cry a little. But before you can process your heartbreak, she grabs your hair again and shoves you into her sweaty, recently shaven armpit. The smell of her body odor completely overwhelms you, and you instinctively try to pull away, but you're not strong enough. Weakling that you are, she keeps you in place with one arm.

"This is where you belong."

You try to pull away desperately, but you lack the strength. You can only whine as your nostrils are filled with the scent of her salty sweat.

"Nngghh..."

"Worship my fucking armpits," she moans.

You obey, and begin to reluctantly lick her armpits. Riley just smiles as you gag. The taste is foul, but whether out of an eagerness to please your crush, or fear for the woman that defeated you, you press on, swallowing every drop of sweat while Riley moans in pleasure, reveling in her victory.

After a few hours, you start to lose sense of yourself, and a horrible realization dawns on you: this is your life now.