You can't

Squeeze! Squeeze like your life depends on it!

For the faintest of moments you resist, but only for a moment. Bod sleagh glides between your glutes & drives into your derriere.

Warrior is very pleased. "There, ain't that better, don' that feel better?"

Surprisingly, yes. The pleasure is unmistakable, aided by her firm reach around. Dildo slides down, hand slides up, & vice versa, a pattern she's familiar with. Besides, escape is impossible. Your only attempt at bucking her off made her squash your stress balls. If your losing either way, may as well be pleasant. But the ending isn't pleasant. Stooped over as you are, your cumshot is aimed directly at you own chin. Bucking against that ends in another squashing.

Announcer drives the whole point home. "Bent in half, sat on, his own cum dripping off his face. I dare say Johnny boy lost."

Your foe unplugs you & pulls you up to your knees. When she grinds her tits into your face, smearing it over your mouth & her chest, you don't resist.

The Last Warrior wins 2 points for domination.