When your Rival sits upon your face, your nose tantalizing their clit, your lips buried within those of their pussy, you are theirs. Your every breath either comes from within them, or from moments of temporary release they allow you. Your words of insult have been silenced, just as your threat to them has ended, at least until you escape.
At least until you can breathe again.
And so fight, struggle to free yourself, or give in and enjoy subjugation, whilst they enjoy the same.
Or Enjoy Subjugation
