The Game is Going Badly. Change the Contest. Wrestle Him for Real!

"How about we put down the game and finish this like men?" You finally respond to Erik's taunts. "You and me wrestle right here. Both of us in our underwear. The winner takes it all, and the loser is done for. Stripped naked, chained up, and humiliated. How about that?" The words come out quickly as you're emboldened by your sudden and precarious situation. Erik listens, weighing your proposal carefully.

"So, you're offering a sudden-**** style wrestling match. But how do we determine the winner and the loser? By pin?"

You shake your head. Erik has a pretty obvious strength advantage, so you need a way to win this. "Not just by pin. Losing your briefs during the match counts as a loss, too."

Erik considers that, too. He nods. "Alright, fine. But I'm adding one more rule. Slipping a hand in the loser's briefs and grabbing his dick. If the loser can't get his cock out of the winner's hand in ten seconds, it's a forfeit, too. A loss."

To you, this sounds great; just another way to win without needing to rely on strength. You agree, and just like that, the game has changed.