I had beaten him in three consecutive matches.  It was
obvious he liked being dominated by a superior male.  I could feel his boner thru the tight
singlet, he got harder and harder, the more he lost. He knows now, and accepts,
who is the better man.  The final match wasn’t even close, He let me move
him around the mat. Now that the match has ended, it is obvious that I have
been holding him down for far too long.
He is making no effort to get up.
I was not sure if some other “alpha” male had already trained him, or if
he was just a natural submissive, but my hand on the back of his head was all
the direction he needed. It was obvious he would not move until I indicated it
was acceptable, by removing my hand from his head. His teammates must be
noticing what was happening in the center of the gym, their fellow wrestler was
acting like a bitch in heat, with his tight ass up in the air, for the taking.
From the sidelines they could see his dick tenting out the front of his
singlet, as I “held” him down. I made sure to look every one of his teammates
in the eye while dominating him, so they knew who was in charge, too.

Before I would let him up, however, I needed his mind to get to
the same subservient place his body was. So I leaned down and whispered in his
ear…”Your teammates are going to want to “talk” to you when you get back to the
locker room. Tell them I get first dibs.
Tell them if they hang out for an hour or so, they can have you when I
am done. Make sure they all see your boner.
Then come over and meet me in the equipment room behind the bleachers.”

I release my hold on him, stand up and walk away.  I can see his teammates surrounding him and asking
him questions as the group moved towards the locker room. I don’t need to see
any more, I turn my back and head to the equipment room, knowing my new bitch
would be here in a minute.