You are beaten

With my now seemingly complete victory over my opponent, the crowd goads me to continue, and my insecure visage turns into a sultry smile, relishing in my complete control over you.

"Hmmmmm~"

I place my soft hand into your exposed penis, caressing it and quickly making it harden completely, I then close my hand around it and begin to slowly stroke you, the sensation breaking what little will you had left.

My penis had also gotten erect, streching my speedo and intensifying the **** on your senses, your head now filled with nothing but images of being thoroughly dominated by your opponent and made to scream their name for all to hear.

After being sure all thoughts of fighting were gone from your head, I stand up, watching your gasping form and hearing the crowd shout for me to make you mine.

I remove whats left of your clothing and also remove mine, now standing naked over your exhausted form and planting my foot on your crotch, signifying my complete victory, and making sure to softly caress your cock with my smooth sole, making you lightly moan.

The gravity of the situation truly sunk in when you heard the crowd begin to tell me to finish you off.