Stay here! This is what I secretly wanted all along.

Maybe it's not exactly what you had in mind when you came to the Domina Arena, but secretly you didn't come here for a good fight or a chance to make someone suffer. You weren't after the glory, either. You just wanted to be part of one of those luxurious lesbian harems you've heard so much about. This isn't exactly what you had in mind, but you're pretty sure that are much worse fates. You consider yourself lucky.

Smotherella comes in and approaches the bed right away, setting her groceries on the side table. Then she slips off her leggings and motions for you to get on your back. You obey immediately, and she wastes no time sitting on your face, covering it with her crotch. She grabs a handful of your hair and you get to work. As you service her, she grinds it into your face, finally filling your mouth with her squirt.

As she moans with pleasure, you feel a pang of regret. You regret not being strong enough to beat her. You tell yourself that this outcome isn't too bad, but you really wish it were you sitting on top, getting head for the rest of your life from your own personal slave. A bitter feeling of resignation washes over you, as does her cum. It finally sets in: this is your life now.