Beg for mercy.

You know when to admit defeat. Cindy has you in a classic schoolgirl pin, and with an ass as round as hers, you stand little chance of escaping.

With fear in your eyes you plead for mercy.

"P-please... you win... just let me live, please!"

Cindy Slaughter rests her head on her palm and looks down at you with condescending arrogance. "Tsk tsk... giving up so soon?"

You look away in shame.

"And you really thought you could be a Domina like me?" She mushes your face with one hand. "No sweetie, you're too weak."

You close your eyes and try to hold back tears. The crowd is cheering your opponent's name as she basks in the glorious victory you so badly wanted. As she squeezes tighter and distorts your face more and more, she whispers to you.

"Weak little loser, you were never cut out for fighting. You'll never get your own harem. This is right where you belong...."

You want to look away but she's holding your face in place, forcing you to make eye contact with her. She flashes a cruel smile before making a phlegmy sound in her throat. Before you can react, she hocs a loogie directly on your face.

"I win!" She says gleefully with a smug smile as she flexes her muscles, striking a victory pose for the cheering crowd.

Your pride shattered along with your dreams, you stare at the victor helplessly as she drags you out of the arena.