Submission win

Like you told Tanya, you know girls pretty well. You like them, and you know what they like.

Kim's dazed and trapped in the corner, her pussy on display. You drop to your knees, running your tongue along her outer folds. She moans, and you can feel her pulse begin racing. Her pussy begins dripping juice, and you work your tongue around the outside of her clit, always avoiding direct contact. Now you stick your tongue deep inside her pussy, twisting it about, while Kim moans even louder and grabs your hair?

...grabs your hair?

Oh, she's going to regret that.

You withdraw your tongue, and deliver a short-range headbutt directly into Kim's pussy. The howl of pleasure turns into one of pain as she legs go of your head to clutch herself... and that's exactly what you wanted.

You climb up on the turnbuckle behind her, then push her head and body down forward. Remember, her legs are still trapped. It looks really painful actually. You don't care.

"When you're riding horses, you squeeze them to make them behave. I wonder if that works with arrogant bitches who should've just enjoyed what they were getting?" Standing above Kim's lower back, you cross your ankles and squeeze. You grab her arms, which were still holding her pussy, and wrench them behind her, pulling back hard.

Kim can't fight back. You squeeze... and an inexplicable warmness goes through your body. You throw back your head, not even thinking about what you're doing. The crowd fades away, the noise dims, and all you can think about is squeezing, crushing that soft helpless body between your legs...

And someone shakes you.

"Miss! Christy!" It's one of the referees. In this league, the refs usually stay outside the ring since the winner is usually pretty obvious. "She submitted. You're going to really hurt her if you don't let go!"

Dazed, you stop squeezing and let Kim fall to the ground. From this angle her legs slide out of the turnbuckle trap. She curls up holding her ribs, tears in her eyes.

Then you realize that the fans are on their feet cheering for you.

Saying it's one of the biggest adrenaline rushes you've ever had doesn't do it credit. You jump onto the turnbuckle and shake your tits at the fans. You pick up the bikini top that you lost earlier when Kim ripped it off and spin it over your head like a flag as you walk back up the entrance ramp triumphant.

Probably, you're going to have to go see Tanya now...