Slime-Slime Revelation

Setesh let out a louder, pleased moan as Sliker picked up the pace of his vibrations, teasing his orgasm closer and closer. Sliker wasn't a half-bad kisser, he thought to himself, but the feeling behind it was all wrong. His face was slapped likely to patronize him as Sliker continued to explore the sharp contours of his muscled figure, no small thing for a slime to naturally maintain.

At this point, mind and body were embroiled in a heated conflict, and the body was winning. His face felt flushed and no doubt his body would begin to show dripping and oozing, a surefire sign he was either exhausted or having the time of his life. Judging from the brevity of their fight, it was likely the latter.

Sliker's finger traced along Stetsh's cheek, wiping a bit of the oozing slime off of his face, "Looks like someone is finally enjoying himself. "

The tentacle suddenly hitched it up to 11, the vibrations ready to send the slime over the edge. Sliker licked his lips ready to absorb the delicious juices. THis was going even better than he had dared to hope. Enough juice from Setesh would keep his hunger sated for quite a bit.

"Such a big strong guy like you being brought down so easily by your own desires." he teased.

Setesh moaned and bucked his hips what little he could as the vibrations became more than he could withstand. Sliker's hand glided over his slick, dripping body and found all the right places to caress and touch, working the orgasm skillfully into fruition.

"N-nghh...nahhh,,," Setesh moaned as his last attempts at resistance were met futilely with an explosion of sticky slime seed into Sliker's waiting grasp. But more than a normal orgasm, the vitality seemed to seep from his body as his seed was drained.

"Wh-what....have you done...." he asked confusedly.

Sliker gave a very satisfied sigh as he absorbed the juices, feeling stronger than ever, "I just fed off your juices, giving me energy to live. it may have also sapped away most of your strength."

He looked over the panting slime, smirking, "Normally I'd knock you out, but I think leaving you tied up and weak is a more fitting punishment, don't you?"

"Y-you wouldn't dare...." Setesh mumbled as he panted in exhaustion, his body sagging against the restraints that held him up. When his mind cleared, he might realize that he could slip through the slime-coated ropes if he focused hard enough, but that was a long way off from his current blissful condition.

"Attacking a fellow wrestler......outside the ring... all eyes gonna be on you" Setesh half-threatened, barely able to muster the strength to stand upright again.

The evil smile only grew, "Let them come. I have no qualms about defeating each and every one of them. I do not fear them. It's all of you who should be afraid of me!"

He ended his statement with small kiss to Setesh's parted lips, giving a seductive wink, "Good luck getting out. It will take quite a few hours to get free given how weak you are. If you want to feed me again, let me know...you tasted delicious, and I'd love to feast on you again."