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Chapter 5 by ChooseYourDoom ChooseYourDoom

You're pinned! What will you do now?

Spit in her face!

Fuck this bitch.

That's all you're thinking as you defiantly spit in Smotherella's face. The crowd cheers a little, but mostly laughs. Stunned for a moment, her eyes light up again with anger, and for a moment you think you have a chance to escape her pin... but you don't.

With renewed rage, Smotherella slams her foot on your throat, punches you in the cunt and returns fire with a wide splatter of saliva all over your chest and face. Overwhelmed, you're completely helpless as she straddles you and tucks your shoulders under her mighty thighs.

_Oh no. Oh fuck. I fucked up. _That's all you're thinking now.

"You just fucked up, bitch," she snarls, still shaking with rage.

Your eyes widen as you watch her cock her head back, summon a loogie from the back of her throat, and hover in front of you.

"N-NO! NOOO!!!" you cry as she uses one hand to violently tug your hair back, and the other to hold your jaw and pry your mouth open.

Tears watering in your eyes, you prepare for the inevitable. You hear that dreaded "ptew" sound and in the next instant, you feel the slimy mixture of spit and snot roll down your throat, making you gag instantly. Smotherella covers your mouth, a wicked grin growing across her face.

"Bitch."

Broken, defeated and demoralized, you eventually relent as she continually sprays your face with spit. The crowd is now laughing at your failure, and cheering Smotherella's name. In your heart, you know it's over. You haven't accepted what comes next yet, but you've accepted defeat. Your dream of becoming a powerful gladiatrix like Smotherella was just a pipe dream, you know that now.

Finally, Smotherella applies pressure with her thighs, cradling your head between them as she slowly chokes you out, easing up on the pressure every now and then to keep you awake and prolong your agonizing defeat. With one final phlegmy spit to your face, she finally knocks you out. The last thing you see before losing consciousness is your opponent's hand over your forehead, making the shape of an 'L'.

What will become of you now?

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