Lock her in a submission hold.

Turning her over on her stomach, you brace a knee against her lower back before wrapping your left forearm underneath her chin.

With her limbs still hogtied, the Cowgirl is completely defenseless as you mount her from behind.

With your forearm still pressed against her throat, you place your spare arm under your left hand to tighten the hold.

Steeling your grimace, you then proceed to wrench back on her chin forcefully to fully cinch in the rear chinlock.

“Now this is smart!” the announcer exclaims approvingly, as you arch her back even further against your knee.

Gagging noisily against your forearm, Dinah’s eyes nearly pop out of their sockets with every agonizing second.

Unable to so much as scratch at you with her arms and legs still bound, the Cowgirl’s resilience fades very quickly as a result.

With her neck firmly compressed against your forearm, her once lively struggles die down as the hold starts to take its toll on her.

Scanning her rapidly reddening face, you know it’s only a matter of time before she either taps out or passes out.

“Ask her!” you growl at the referee, who takes a knee to scrutinize Dinah’s tortured expression.

Before the official could even open her mouth, the Cowgirl screams out hoarsely, “I tap, alright! Get him off!”

You relinquish the chinlock at the referee’s command, before she signals for the point-buzzer to award you the point.

“And the rookie takes the point for this round, using both strategy and brute strength to finally wear down his opponent,” the announcer enthuses, as the referee undos the hogtie freeing the Cowgirl.

Reeling from your punishing hold, Dinah clambers back up still feeling the humiliation of having her own weapon being used against her.

Striking a confident pose before the crowd to continue building up goodwill, you return to your corner fully rejuvenated and ready to end this match hopefully in your favor.

You’ve won a point for submission.