Wheel of Fortune! Rosie, Alyssa and a lot of "H"

Alyssa obliged, letting out one final scream as she came again. Rosie's own deranged efforts had overcome the Bomber's resistance as she clamped down on the pink haired girl's fingers, finally ending with her shutting her eyes. Her breathing was slow and hitched, like she had just run a marathon. It didn't seem like she could get up and continue, but she had played possum before. Would Rosie take the risk of letting her guard down?

Watching Alyssa finally succumb to her efforts was amazing. The dark-haired woman declaring her climax with a scream, then slumping down like a downed beast. She pulled her hand away, leaving a small trail of sex juices. Rosie raised her soaked hand in a premature display of victory, before she remembered the submission rule.

Rosie didn't even consider another possibility than her victory at this point, as far as she saw, Alyssa was totally spent now! "Yes...! N-now Give up! Or else I'll..." What exactly? It wasn't like she'd had the energy to do much else by now. Rosie pulled herself onto Alyssa's downed body, ready to thrust her fingers back into the bomber's slick sex as a final attack - unless Alyssa had been planning this all along.

"You're a goddamned cunt, Rosie." Alyssa wheezed, curling up slightly as the conductor climbed on top of her. But, as her enemy positioned herself to assault her once more, she found an opportunity to strike back!

"How about I plow you until you break?!"

Like a wounded tigress, she roared as she sought to drove her fingers into Rosie's dripping sex. This was the final push, and it looked like the two of them would be racing towards the end of the match!

Alyssa struck back. Rosie wasn't expecting that. Alyssa was supposed to be totally out of it by now! Where was this lunatic finding her energy? Totally caught off guard, Alyssa's fingers found her wet sex, forcing their way inside, punctuated with a shrill shriek from the conductor.

"Aah! N-Nooo! S-stop! STOP!" Rosie's hands slapped at Alyssa's wrists, but she was running on empty, and soon turned into a pink-haired mold of jelly, rocking along into Alyssa's mad tempo.

Trying to keep Rosie down was incredibly tough, given her fatigue. Alyssa felt like she had lead-weighed limbs right now, but she kept on going despite the pain. Her enemy was giving in to her attentions, and it was almost time for her to finish the conductor off. With one last gasp of effort, she pulled Rosie down and bit her on the shoulder, marking her even as she fucked the rose haired girl into submission.

"Cum already! I've got better things to do!" In truth, she didn't have enough strength to continue on if the girl managed to weather this final assault. It was do or die time, and she didn't want to be on the losing end.

Both of them were running on less than empty, but Alyssa had the positional advantage, given that she was the one sticking it in Rosie. "WAAH! O-OH G-GAWD!!" It only got worse when Alyssa sank into her shoulder, leaving a rather visible marking on the gasping mess that had at one point been a conductor.

There was only one way this ride was going to end, and everyone, especially Rosie, knew it. "AHH! A-ALYSSSA...! F-fuuuUUUCK!" Her body heaved up, and her eyes rolled back as Rosie felt her body give up her orgasm, her chances at victory, and her consciousness all at once.

As Rosie finally passed out, Alyssa felt herself relax and crumble. Not even the adrenaline rushing through her body could keep her going now. That she had come so close to losing dented her ego somewhat, but she shelved her destructive tendencies for a moment. While Rosie hadn't exactly earned her respect, Alyssa didn't really hold any grudges against her counterpart. It was rare that she could face against somebody and crawl away without feeling like she wanted to kill them in their sleep.

As the ref girl checked in on Rosie and raised Alyssa's hand, much to the dismay of the audience, the Bomber bent over and gave the conductor a peck on the cheek. Her intent may have been twisted, but she did like the pink haired girl, surprisingly enough.

For most people, her adoration was much more dangerous than her hate.

Winner: Alyssa Blank