"Think you have a chance?" Sativa asks, as these two square up to each other. Clearly this guy thinks he does. But Sativa soon has him down on the mats and in trouble. A great deal of trouble. Because Sativa just loves to dominate and punish. As she makes clear to him. She loves watching him struggle and squirm. She loves watching the colour drain from his face. Begging doesn't help him. Nor does trying to crawl off the mats. Because, as Sativa also makes clear to him, she decides when it's time to end his torment. And by the time Sativa has finished him, he definitely knows he really had n...

"Think you have a chance?" Sativa asks, as these two square up to each other. Clearly this guy thinks he does. But Sativa soon has him down on the mats and in trouble. A great deal of trouble. Because Sativa just loves to dominate and punish. As she makes clear to him. She loves watching him struggle and squirm. She loves watching the colour drain from his face. Begging doesn't help him. Nor does trying to crawl off the mats. Because, as Sativa also makes clear to him, she decides when it's time to end his torment. And by the time Sativa has finished him, he definitely knows he really had no chance at all.