It all started as a competitive match.

I told George to go all in — no holding back, no playing safe. I wanted a real challenge. I wanted him to do everything he could not to get tied up.

And, well… let’s just say you’ll see how that turned out.

He gets a little punishment for his male pride — just enough to remind him who’s in charge here.

I decide when he breathes.

I decide if he breathes.

I decide how much he breathes.

Whether it’s through hand-over-mouth, facesitting, or a mix of tight scissors, figure 4s, pins, RNCs, and other delicious holds — I take my time. I savor the moment.

This is what true superiority looks like — and I enjoy every second of it.

I make sure he feels it… with a few solid punches to the belly when he least expects it.

This is domination the way I love it — earned, claimed, and unapologetically enjoyed.