By a kickboxing game, a friend of yours has to fight your enemy.

You yell for your friend to win, the enemy asks for a pause, as you go grab some snacks, your enemy Axn, pulls you in the changinh room, under the showers and pins you down with your wrists above your head, his thigh between your legs

He whispers: “Now, its my turn to get you screaming for me..”