>it happened again
>another loss in the Battle Arena
>Greta wiped the floor with you like she always does
>the judges award her another flawless victory
>fuck this stupid facility
>her powerful legs carry her across the stage in an instant
>in one fluid motion, she's right in your face, wearing the same old shit-eating grin
>"You know the drill, Anon! On your knees!"
>as the loser, you're once again forced to be her plaything
>you eat her out through her skintight suit as she stands victorious over you, holding your face down into her
>you huff the fumes from the damp spot forming on her crotch and feel your erection ache
>she squeezes her thighs tight around your head until you can barely breathe
>the next half hour is a blur of humiliation
>she sits on your face and grinds her sweaty ass against your nose
>she puts you in a headlock and milks you dry
>she makes you kiss every inch of her body that's covered by the suit
>you couldn't overpower her if you tried
>and to make sure you know you're her bitch, she breaks out the strap-on
>she's so fucking hot but this shit is all you've ever done
>your erection is back and you're ashamed to look at it
>you've never beaten her
>you've never fucked her for real
>"Can't we switch for once?", you cry out
>"Sorry, Anon!", Greta says with a thrust. "You can't switch in the Battle Arena!"
