Submit

The crippling sense of humiliation overwhelms you as Janna's thighs dominate you physically. You gaze at her beautiful form, her lithe body and massive tits looming next to you. Her hand continues to lightly graze your covered cock, and you finally accept it.

She's dominated you physically, emotionally, and soon maybe sexually. The worst part is: you want it. You really want it. Hands already on her glorious thighs, you tap lightly three times; a signal of your surrender.

Janna laughs seeing this, "As much as the rules consider that it, I'm going to need more. A verbal submission to your goddess will suffice."

Your pride is broken, your spirit in shambles, and your libido is in flared up. You swiftly speak up, "Goddess Janna, you've turned this rookie into your submissive bitch!"

The wind spirit's eyes light up, "Oh... I didn't expect such enthusiasm!" Her legs release you, and your head falls to the mat. "Perhaps we can set up something special for you, my little rookie bitch".

With each word, your dick twitches in your pants, grateful for even the slightest bit of affirmation from your goddess.

Janna stands up, raising her foot high, "But first, I will secure my win. Just in case your submission wasn't enough!"

She places her bare foot on your face, her soft skin forcing you into the mat.

Janna's sultry voice rings out, verbalizing her conquest over you:

"1..."

"...2..."

"...3!"

She looks down at you, a sinister look of power and lust across her face, "Now, what to do with you..."