You keep waiting, certain it is a trap

At the last moment, Isabella stops, putting one hand on the ground preparing to perform a spinning kick, aimed directly at your face, but you saw it coming. You easily block her kick and lock her foot, having in mind that her most dangerous weapon were her legs, push her on the ground and start to work on her newly caught foot grasping it using the ankle hold.

In this position, she is immediately **** to tap out and you find yourself in a really advantageous situation. In a blink of an eye, you get rid of your and her clothes. One minute later each of you is naked with the slight difference of you being on top for the time being.

A few seconds later you throw yourself on her and whisper "You're already mine ... I'll make you my lovely kitten before the match is over". Having said that your hand slips between her legs and gently begins to caress her clit, making her emit moans of pure pleasure mixed with embarrassment and humiliation. Your breasts press against hers as you move slightly back and forth, thrusting your fingers inside her now wet pussy, making your nipples rub against each other, assorting your complete dominance.