Use One Hand

"I've got you now!"

You looked up at Annie and appreciated just how dominant she looked. She had dominated you the entire match, and now she had you pinned under her foot while **** you to near unconsciousness. You were about to either give up or pass out. For a few moments, you considered resigning yourself to your fate. She had earned this win, and giving any more effort at this point might be a useless pathetic attempt.

But then you remembered you were a guy. You were bigger and stronger and older than her. She was still a teenager for god's sake! You were a man. You wanted to protect your (rapidly hardening) erection AND stop her foot , and you could do both. You only need one arm to do it.

So you kept your left arm covering your private parts, a move everyone there interpreted as you recovering from the kick to your balls earlier. And you raised your strong right hand to Annie's ankle, attempting to push her off of you.

And it was working, albeit slowly than you would have preferred. Still, her foot slowly raised off of your face. Firstly, her heel lifted off of your chin, then her toes off of your forehead. Her sole was no longer covering your mouth, and finally, the ball of her foot left your nose. You had freed yourself from the ****.

"No! I HAD you. Stop struggling." She couldn't believe you still had some fight in you. The brat hoped you would just roll over and let her win.

"You got this Annie, you're still in control." Her cousin Stella was still giving her a much needed confidence boost, which allowed her to push even harder down, getting her foot to within millimeters of your face, but you fought back and moved her foot back a couple centimeters. You did it.

So you started trying to sit up. Your hope was that she would lose balance and topple over when on one foot, but thanks to a couple years of gymnastics she took back in middle school, she was upright. But your plan seemed to be started to backfire.

You see, since she was still balanced even on one foot, she was still pushing straight down on your face. But since you were attempting to sit back up, you were now pushing at an angle to her, dividing the **** between pushing her foot up and pushing it back. In addition, your only support on the ground was your lower back, since your upper back was raised slightly, and neither of your hands were free to act as a support.

You were being slowly pushed back.

"Yes, yes!" Annie was ecstatic, seeing her former advantage over you start coming back. She had the support of everyone in the room behind her, egging her on. Even your girlfriend was cheering on the underdog to defeat you. You were slowly losing energy.

Oh, and your hand was slipping upwards on her ankle. All it took was a little sweat from the ongoing battle, and one small slip. And then you saw her socked foot rapidly approaching your face. She kicked you straight in the nose, her entire foot impacting with your face as she drove you down immediately to the ground, smashing the back of your head to the hard floor.

Immediately your hand fell down to your side. Luckily the other was still covering your groin, which you now suspected was harder than it had ever been. Something about this entire situation made you hornier than you could imagine.

"Fuck yeah, now you're done for bitch!"

The cheering from the crowd only got louder. Annie put a hand on her hip to increase the pressure, and you didn't have anything to push back against it anymore. Not just because your hand simply physically refused to move, but also because you had mentally given up. You were getting no air, you were battered, bruised, and utterly humiliated.

"Give up!!!"

You honestly would if you could, but you were out of it at this point. Your fingers could barely brush the ground anymore in what was certainly the most pathetic tap out ever, to the most humiliating loss ever, being submitted by a little 18 year old girl's dainty foot. That's all she needed to defeat you. And the last thing you saw before you went out was the smug look on her face, with one hand on her hip, towering above you before blowing you a goodnight kiss.

"Good night loser," you heard her giggle as you faded into unconsciousness.