You finish her off! (Requires 8 Strength)

“Oh fuck! Oh fu….HOLY SHIT!” With a passionate cry, Kayla erupts her erotic juices all over your hand, tainting your skillful fingers with victory.

Her profane-laced declarations of euphoria are music to your ears as the referee calls for the bell.

Your fingers are still buried in the heart of her now throbbing femininity as the audience pops (though not as much as your opponent did) for this dominant showcase of pure, sexual prowess.

“Holy shit indeed! With a little bit of digital persuasion, the rookie is victorious in this penultimate round,” the announcer exclaims.

Slowly sliding your talented digits out of her womanhood, you lean back and simply examine your wet, cum-drenched fingers.

As her mouth remains agape with paralyzing euphoria and her body shuddering with visible pleasure, Kayla barely even register’s the referee’s call, the announcer’s booming words, or for that matter, anything else in her vicinity.

Only seconds later does she finally get the wherewithal to roll over on her side and crawl towards her corner, her once smug face now briefly sunken in disbelief and shame.

Your eyes, on the other hand, conveyed a simple message: Who’s the bitch now?

You’ve won a point for domination.