I can remember, with vivid clarity, the first time I saw a girl/boy sgp match.
A woman/girl pins and humiliates a man. It was a summer evening in our
local park and my attention was drawn by the usual semi-circle of
folks watching something on the grass. On drawing closer, I could see
that it was a girl astride one of the local boys who was bucking and
kicking.

When I arrived on the scene, I recognized the girl as an 18 year old
called Jill who had recently shifted to the neighbourhood. The boy was
a local pest called Robert who was always in some sort of strife - he
and I had crossed swords many times before, with the honours about even.

Jill was slightly on the plump side with pretty blonde hair in a
pony-tail. She had her victim securely pinned, her knees spread wide
with his arms pinned under her shins and his wrists also pinned to the
grass. Robert, his face red from exertion and embarrasment, still
continued to buck and kick, but his struggles were slowly getting
weaker. Jill's face was hidden as she stared down at him. "Submit" she
demanded "Come on, I've got you and you will only make it worse for
yourself."

There was no reply, but he stopped struggling and lay still. Jill sat
up straight and repeated her demand for submission. "Last chance" she
told him. Again there was no response; I was standing looking directly
at Jill's face and was amazed at the respose it showed. I also gulped
and swallowed when I saw that the crotch of her jeans was pushed into
Robert's chin. She sighed and said "Well, I guess you asked for it"
and without any further comment she slid forward and sat on his face.

There was a muffled bellow from Robert, and the crowd of about a dozen
girls fell silent. Jill looked directly at me with a faint smile on
her face and a look that seemed to say - you're next! She had spread
her knees even wider and she developed a far away look on her face.
The few girls who were watching were entranced and the boys melted
away - except for one other, who like me, had a peculiar look on his
face. She kept him pinned like that for some time and although Robert
made a desultory attempt to escape by bringing his legs up to snare
her, it was obvious that she had him captive for as long as she liked.

She slid back from his face a little and asked him again if he wanted
to submit. His tear stained face, now blood red, looked up at her and
he blubbered "Please stop - I submit" With a contented sigh Jill got
to her feet and was immediately surrounded by squealing girls who
hugged her and offered effusive praise. Robert got to his feet and
slunk away.

I never forgot that scene, and it awakened a life long obsession of
being overpowered and defeated by a woman in a wrestling contest. Yes,
Jill and I did fight and yes I did get face sat - many times when I
deliberately refused to submit - in a variety of places [never
public like Robert, thank God]. I think that she loved it as much as
her victims, she was strong and agile and wherever she is today, I bet
some lucky sod is being pinned!

Author's Analysis--This is a textbook shaming lesson. Dollars to a donut says that this filth boy "Robert" never was a pest or peeper to a girl or MILF again. This is what the training and shaming is all about girls. Do the same thing with the upper thigh head scissors. Squeeze his pimple face in there real deep, in front of other girls and teach them a lesson in humbling and shame. When he gets out of line, pervs, peeks, wankers or just acts like his disgusting self, you now know what to do. Even though these encounters are usually left to the private moments of 1 on 1 therapy, public shaming is also very good food for the psyche.