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I question the loser why she lost. I suggest her legs are weak. She insists she has strong legs, but the contest has already proven that false. I decide to wrestle this loser. I easily power her to the floor as she is totally submissive to me and defeated lacking any confidence. I command her fight back as I straddle her breasts and lean forward. She uses the opportunity to catch my head in a head scissors wrapping her legs around my head hesitantly believing it will have no effect on me. I taunt her telling her she can’t hurt me. All this time my long-time slave is cheering her master on laughing at the meek defeated girl I am dominating. I begin to feel pressure from the hold shocked that her legs DO have strength, surprised, she seems to know and hesitantly applies pressure believing I am feigning feeling effects. I immediately react to the pressure. I struggle and turn red proclaiming in broken gasps she is strong. My longtime slave is soon alarmed and prods me to escape. She points out that the slave is weak and why am I struggling? I try to escape and seeing that she indeed has me trapped she gains confidence and pours on some real power. When I fail to escape my long-time, slave moves to panic and then finally disgust as the new slave exerts confidence the amused domination now openly taunting me to do something about it. I am so weakened by the crushing scissors she has applied that she rolls me under her still maintaining the hold. Now on top and scissoring me she really lets me have it and I howl in pain sputtering pleas to allow me out, but she just laughs. My established slave walks out disgusted by my helplessness at now being controlled by the weak-ass slave she had just destroyed – with ease informing me that a loser cannot be master and that I am really just a slave to the girl controlling me.
Soon my new mistress (who owns me now) announces - you heard her — I am your master slave boy and she moves to duplicate the reverse facesit she recently suffered to humiliate me and regain her pride. Her taunting and sitting leave me breathless and humiliated — and a docile slave. Spitting taunting and a total facesit using both reverse and forward facing as she smothers me under her until I mercifully pass out. The last scene shows her duplicating victory poses over my limp body.