Stella pauses when her lips reach her opponents shorts, and she returns her glare. For a moment, she considered letting her go. After all, she had just tried tapping out. However, it's but a passing moment, and she opens her mouth wider, using her hands to help push her leather clad rear down her throat. This was about more then winning, it was about sending a message. She had beat the Firin Oziran by KO. And she was not going to let anyone, professional, up and comer, or some thug on the street, think they could just write her off!