Trap her in the corner

Maybe I do want to stare at it all day.

If she's stuck where she is, you could have a breather & go for domination points. So, how to do it?

Well figure it out soon, your boner is going to stretch out your trunks... my trunks, eureka!

Without fanfare, you whip off your trunks. You ignore the euphoria of freeing your pulsating dick (as well as the explosion of cheers) & make your way to ringside. The Warrior is still groggy from her collision. That gives you enough time to hold her hands around the ring post & tie them there with your trunks. The audience swells with noise & anticipation.

Here's hoping that holds.

Your foe regains her faculties, sees you dead ahead & lunges for your face. When she sees her bonds, she's perplexed. When she can't untie them, she's mad. When she can't pull free, she furious. When you see her state, you smirk.

"Ooooooooh myyyyyyyyy Gooooooooood folks, the hunter just became the hunted."

Very astute pal.

You hop back in to the ring, giving the Warrior a wide birth. You're slow & careful, like approaching a caged animal. With her hair flying & her legs kicking out in vain, that's exactly what she resembles. When there's a gap between her kicks you duck in & push into her ass with your pelvis, your cock sliding along her cunt. Both of you take a sharp breath of pleasure. Her struggling subsides. You duck in between the turnbuckles & slide along her back, feeling every vein & ripple (not to mention your dick sliding along her ass.) You bring your hand up to you foe's face.

"Could you wet this for me please?"

She snaps at them with her teeth. Your other hand goes between her legs & pinches her pussy, drawing out a yelp.

"You'd better get this fucking wet before I stuff it up your hole."

She turns her head to try & spit on you. It misses by a country mile but the point is made.

"Your loss."

A moment later, you shove 1 dry finger up her wet slit. The Warrior turns a sigh of pleasure into her angry groan. When 1 becomes 2, she redoubles her efforts to slip her bonds & break free. You don't stop her, it makes her buck her cunt on your hand. Growls become moans & vice verse. When 2 becomes 3 you feel her pelvic muscles tense, soon followed by a leg-shaking orgasm. Your foe's shuddering body rattles the ropes & trembles on the turnbuckle, her scream overpowering the 20 second domination timer for sheer volume.

You win 2 points for domination