Grudge Match: Marisa vs Tana (completed)

Tana cinched her grip biting further at Marisa's spine. She gave the girl a glare. "How dare you suggest," she growled, "that I would be satisfied with anything less than destroying your' weak body." She widened her grapevine pulling at the girl's inner thighs. She licked up the girl's neck until she was whispering right in the blond's ear, "Tonight, you're mine."

Marisa let out a shuddering whimper as her legs were pulled wider and she felt Tana's tongue slither it's way up her neck. Her pussy gleamed wetly as it was put on display.
Groaning she arched her back against Tana's body the motion thrusting her breasts, topped with their hugely erect nipples.
The ref slid down next to Marisa, who shook her head no, her eyes closed...

The crowd was roaring in anticipation of Marisa's impending sexual destruction, deepening Tana's cruel grin. Just another benefit of dominating her favorite blond slut like this. "Fu fu fu fu, so beautiful, so helpless." crowed the triumphant Japanese seductress as she craned her neck forward to give a firm kiss to the top of her love's right breast.

Her hands descended to prey on the woman's defenseless sex. She ran her nails along the woman's raw lips slowly catching and flicking her full, swollen clit. As she did she placed a second kiss firmly on Marisa's waiting orb further down. Her forefinger dipped inside the girl slipping between the slick walls towards the sensitive internal spot that her own clitoris had battered so. A third kiss was placed on the imprisoned American's jug, at the edge of her devastated aureole. All to build Marisa's anticipation to passionate levels, for next the Japanese master would deliver her final, fatal sexual attacks.

"Ohh...fuck..." Marisa breathed.
Her pussy twitched and her hips gave a spasmodic jerk as Tana's fingers ran over the lips of her sex. But her foe was also working on her breast, teasing her with touches of her lips that came oh so close to her aching hard nipples.
"I hate this....god I hate this.." she breathed, even though her body gave evidence to the contrary.

Tana couldn't help but arch with arousal as Marisa protested the way she was cruelly dragging out her sexual torture. "What a whore, look how your' defenseless body betrays the lies coming from your' lips." she hissed. She rolled her hips, her own intact top barely inhibiting the feeling of her eager peeking nips pulling across Marisa's back. Her own red, sensitive clit pressed in between her cheeks grinding roughly on her anus.

Her lips descended again cupping softly around the rim of Marisa's eager nipple. Her tongue swirled across it giving a sharp flick to the tip. Despite the damage already done, the blond's arousal was so great that her nipple couldn't shirk the sensual treatment bearing the full brunt of Tana's sensual oral technique. Her left hand pinched firmly on the woman's pearl her nail's sinking into the abused nub. Her other hand plunged firmly within the American's snatch caressing her interior as she pressed two fingertips into the girl's g-spot.

And all of this in a specific, practiced sequence, one she had practiced in her spars with the woman. It wasn't a rhythm for just any opponent, Tana had developed the perfect syncopation to arouse her favorite opponent. And now, in front of thousands of screaming fans, she held her tight, helpless forcing her body to taste the devastating erotic concoction.

A loud cry of both frustration and pleasure tore itself free from Marisa's mouth as Tana really turned up the heat.
Her pussy fairly gushed as her sensual foe stabbed into her g-spot with her fingers. As if that wasn't enough, Tana's tongue twirled around her hardened nipple. Normally a weak spot, at this point it was almost as if her nipple was wired right into pussy.
Right off the bat, Marisa came from the Japanese woman's work on her breast. Then again, as Tana found her g-spot. Soon it became apparent that she was on a nonstop ride of erotic torture that wouldn't end unless she gave.
She endured another orgasm before she called out "I give. Tana...I give up! Please...."

Tana paused staring right into Marisa's desperate eyes drinking in her arousal, exhaustion, and desperation. "Tell me my pussy is better than yours." she demanded as she gave another twist of Marisa's clit, then she smiled licking her lips with desire, "and then beg, beg to become my love slave." She could feel her own snatch pulsing, waiting to hear the girl's final submission.

"Bitch..." Marisa gasped in denial.
But she was caught and she knew it. She gulped and then took a breath.
"My sex, my pussy is helpless against yours. Look at it....even now...it's wet because...no, it's wet FOR you." she spoke.
She paused as she readied herself, knowing she was going to hate saying this.
"Please, Tana. Let me please you." in a small quiet voice.

Tana grinned sweetly and kissed Marisa on the cheek. "I don't think you said that last bit loud enough for everyone to hear you." she chided. Helpfully, the referee produced a microphone for Marisa to speak into. "Say it again, slut." ordered Tana tightening her hug just enough for the woman to feel it again.

Marisa glared at the ref with narrowed eyes. She was about to declare her hate for the ref girl when Tana tightened her hug.
"I...let me pleasure you, Tana. Here, now in front of these people....I'll be your slave..."