You get your ass kicked

The instant you are told go, Yellow Kitty dove in, grabbing a leg and lifting as she drove her shoulder in. Suddenly your world turned upside down, with you pinned stomach down on the mat, your opponent sitting on it with your legs bent backwards under her arms.

“Let’s see what heat this little bitch is packing” she mocks, lifting your shorts down your legs, and letting your semi flop loose. “Aww, look how cute it is!” She slaps it, causing your grumbles of complaint to turn into whimpers of pain and humiliation… yet that is just clearly turning you on more.

“Get… off…” you grunt, trying again to toss off the feline fighter.

She laughs, bending you more. You forgot what the rule was on tapping out, just that you continue at a disadvantage, but you soon need to.