Prove Yourself Worthy Loser

You want to be my slave? Then you gotta cope with my requests on you. No space for compromises! Lets see how youll suffer my headlock! There the loser already turns but he indeed dares to keep up with it, so I begin wrapping my gams around his neck like scissors. To intensify, I take off my footwear and socks so that I can cork the stinky socks into his enslaved muzzle. Then I keep his mouth and nose shut with both of my forearms. Hell learn that this is the only air hes permitted to breathe! I already call it exorbitant that hes breathed the same air as I did a minute ago - seems that he recognized that now!