SIG vs Chelsea and Amy - Handicap Hentai Match

Sig felt a bit embarrassed as Chelsea laughed at her for being easily aroused, but at this state, there's no helping it. She had been through a lot in the match, and being turned on by both pain and pleasure would always work against her.

"Mmmm...?!" she then mumbled as the redhead suddenly pulled her for a dominant kiss, which lasted briefly before she was pushed into her blonde friend who'd do the same. "Mmmm...!"

She could have sworn that all these kissings were making her head light, as if she's drunk on them. Gasping for air, Sig blinked her eyes when Chelsea asked her who's better at kissing between the two. Honestly, she couldn't really tell...

"I-I can't tell..." she replied, blushing. "Y-you both are p-pretty good at this..."

"Aww she ducked the question. That kinda ruins the fun of it." Amy said poutingly. "Maybe she's so drunk on team that she's unable to tell, still it is a shame we had a cool idea and everything." Chelsea teased as the both of them brought their hands down closer to Sig's crotch but stopped right in front of it.

"Oh well maybe she's not into the fun stuff anymore she looks tired." Amy spoke and Chelsea nodded. "I agree, maybe we should try something more wrestling wise to get the submission, I thinks she's done with us being up against her like this." Chelsea said as she slowly and teasingly pulled away...

Sig watched with anticipation as both Chelsea and Amy brought their hands towards her crotch, only to stop without touching her. She almost wanted to buck herself up in protest, but ended up not doing it to save a bit of face in what already was an utterly humiliating match. Listening to the girls talking about her being tired and all somehow brought a fear to her, though, and her expression turned into a pleading one as she began to wriggle her lower half in a vain attempt to get those hands to touch her nether region.

"Aah... n-no...! P-please don't..." she began to say, but not really know how to continue. "P-please play with me some more...!" Sig then said with a blushing face, deeply embarrassed by what she just said.

Indeed it was a rare occurrence even for her to beg to be toyed with in front of an audience like this. Normally she begged to be finished, but somehow Amy and Chelsea had managed to mess her head so bad she wanted more of their torture!

Amy and Chelsea were shocked by Sig's outburst for a few seconds before the smiles returned to their faces. "Aww she does love us." Chelsea said as she came in close again, they were just messing with Sig some more, they didn't expect her to actually beg them to continue but they certainly weren't about to complain.

"We'edlove to keep playing, but unfortunately, we need you to pick who is the better kisser, it's part of our game for you. You do like our games right." Amy said as she and Chelsea began rubbing their bodies against the blonde, theirs hands trailing closer to her crotch....

Sig could feel relief somehow as it appeared that Amy and Chelsea were just messing with her. She purred in delight the moment she felt their bodies grinding against hers again, her eyes fixated on the hands of her opponents with anticipation as they approached her sex again.

"A-ahh... i-it was Amy...!" she said, giving Chelsea a guilty look. "S-sorry..."

Chelsea rolled her eyes and Amy laughed at Sig's choice. "Of course you do." Chelsea mumbled a bit. "I told you it's all in how you you use your tongue. I'll show you later." Chelsea blushed and looked away at that, Amy not realizing the implication of what she said. "Ju-just do the next thing." Chelsea stood up and moved away while Amy leaned in closer. "With pleasure." Amy moved in and gave Sig another passionate kiss her hand playing with Sig's stomach while she pushed into her breasts with her own.

Chelsea on the other hand had another plan as she lifted Sig's legs out of the way while she brought her foot down on Sig's crotch, not stomping in but twisting it around to mess with the the blonde further. "Since your not a fan of my lips let's try my foot instead." Chelsea said as she began pushing forward.

Chelsea didn't look too happy for not being picked as the better kisser, but Sig didn't really get the chance to be too worried about it. Amy moved in to kiss her again, while also using her hands and impressive breasts to give her belly and chest a nice rubout again. The lithe girl instantly moaned and writhed from the sensations, her back arched slightly.

She then let out a yelp into Amy's lips as she felt the foot of Chelsea pressed on her wet crotch, her body jumped slightly from the contact. As the redhead then started to twist and rub her foot between her legs, Sig couldn't help but to react by moaning louder, her lower half wriggling from the pleasure. It was a humiliating sight, of course, but humiliation was among the things that turned on her masochistic side...

"Mmmm...! Mmmmff... Mmmnnmmhh...!"

Amy laughed a bit at Sig's reaction to Chelsea's action and pulled away to speak. "Probably should have mentioned she doesn't like to lose, then again neither do I, so I still say you made a good choice." She said before bring her lips down again on her blonde victim, having fun rubbing her body, wherever she deemed as the blonde had long since stopped fighting her.

Chelsea however only had one focus as she moved her foot up, down and around Sig's nether region, her toes occasionaly sticking into her crotch to get various reactions before she changed tactics and brough her heel forward and shoved it down and twisted it to see what she could pull off.

Sig was turning into a puddle in Amy and Chelsea's hands. The kissing and rubbing from the bigger blonde made it difficult to think of anything but pleasure. She loved it when a larger girl was having her way with her and showing her superiority in such an intimate way.

The redhead was doing wonders with her foot on her slick womanhood as well. The reaction from her lower half pretty much told her just how turned on she was from Chelsea's foot job. She wriggled, bucked, even trying to rub her sex along the girl's rubbing pattern. When Chelsea shoved and twisted her foot, Sig cried into Amy's lips as she arched herself some more. She was truly driven wild by the girl's foot!

"Mmmmmm...!"

Chelsea felt Sig's body trying to match her pace and couldn't help but feel turned o her self at the domination she had over the blonde, granted she had Amy at her side,for it but still she felt like she had laid most of the groundwork for this beating so it still felt like her victory. Amy kissed away leaving Sig in bliss while she dug her heel in deep into her crotch to bring Sig closer to the brink and one step closer to her final submission...unless she thought of something else.