Adventuring David vs Amazonian Goliath: The Rematch

Kazuma watched as Origa took the both of them to the center of the ring before proceeding to bend and stretch him on her shoulders. Unlike the last time she had him in this position she stopped after the the first bend and moved her hand from his thigh to Kazuma's rod, massaging the bulge in his swim trunks by rubbing it up and down. He felt his body begin to shake with each stroke and all resistance left his body.

Origa's attack didn't end there as she then pulled down his trunks and started to directly jerk him off with reckless abandon. Kazuma couldn't help but gasp and moan with each pump on his penis, his voice must've been something like a sweet aria to Origa as she continued to increase the speed. Kazuma was so distracted that he didn't notice Origa's other hand move from his neck to the back of his head until after she turned her's to face him and began to force Kazuma to make out with her.

Her tongue quickly entered his mouth and began to battle him for control of it. Even in a situation like this though Kazuma still tried to put up a fight as he knew quite a lot about how Origa's tongue worked. The "fight" between the two of them was back and forth but because of her hand's fervent massaging of his shaft he slowly began to lose ground and eventually Origa's tongue's reign over Kazuma's mouth had begun. He was now putty in her hands and he could feel himself slowly getting close to the edge. But even in a situation like this he had a feeling that this was only the beginning of something more punishing or sensual.

Origa’s tongue battled against Kazuma’s for supremacy of the kiss and even with the position he was in across her shoulders he still nearly managed to push her back with his experience of exploring her mouth. It was only when Origa’s hand rubbed his rod more aggressively that he began to weaken and she was able to take the fight to his territory for the first time in a long while. Her tongue finally broke through his defenses and she was able to explore his mouth as she saw fit.

Her focus wasn’t only on their tongue battle though and she continued to make him feel an intoxicating cocktail of pain and pleasure as she bent his back more over his shoulders and jacked him off more forcefully. She could feel his resistance leave him as he fell deeper into the pit of pleasure and after learning her lesson last time Origa wasn’t going to leave him on the edge.

She sped up her hands motions and caught his tongue between her lips to suck on as she intended to send him crashing off the edge. When he did she would continue to pump to make it last as long as possible before she finally would release his dick and the kiss. Panting slightly Origa would then twist her body before she would drop herself and Kazuma to the canvas in a fall away slam.

Origa continued to hungrily make out with Kazuma as she jerked him off and bent him on her shoulders, resistance having left him long ago. Her tongue had made his it's plaything as it made it dance in their kiss, even bringing it out to catch between her lips and suck on it. Her hand's movement increased with each passing second, Kazuma knew what she was going to do and unlike last time she was going straight for it.

In mere moments Kazuma started to moan and a few moments later he started to cum, shooting his seed all the while Origa continued to pump his rod looking to extend it for as long as possible. Kazuma felt energy leave him with each shot he unloaded, his cum covering his rod, small parts of his lower body and trunks, and Origa's hand and arm. When it finally died down, Origa's hand ceased massaging his rod and she broke the kiss, Kazuma could swear that there were hearts in her eyes as he looked directly into them.

Before he could say anything though he saw Origa twist her body before feeling gravity have it's effect on him as she proceeded to drop him with a fall away slam. Kazuma used whatever momentum he had from the fall to try and roll away from her a bit before pulling up his trunks. Last thing he needed was for Origa to continue directly pleasuring him because his pants was down. Still though with how weak he was right now it wouldn't surprise him if Origa tried one more act of revenge before going for the collar.

She could feel Kazuma’s body vibrate on her shoulders as he moaned into her mouth when his body finally gave in to her hold and came into the air. His cum landing on his thighs and lower stomach along with her hand and arm. She finally released the kiss that she had on him and let out a breathy smile at his dazed look. It looked like he really enjoyed that.

The slam that followed certainly kept the boy awake as he rolled away and tried to keep some dignity by pulling his shorts back up. Something that Origa didn’t plan on allowing as she quickly reached down and yanked them away and threw them outside the ring and against the aphrodisiac covered wall of the cage, leaving Kazuma in nothing but his birthday suit.

Origa smirked down at him as she panted from her earlier exertion to holding him up for so long. In normal cases holding up a small twig of a man like Kazuma wouldn’t have done anything but like holding a bag of grapes but with the fumes in the air being a constant distraction Origa was having to focus on other things. That of course didn’t stop her from going in for more as she quickly grabbed one of Kazuma’s legs and dragged him to the middle of the ring.

Once she did she then grabbed onto his other leg and lifted him up slightly into the air all while she smiled down at him. Crouching slightly she put both of his legs over her shoulders and then grabbed onto his arms and pulled while standing up. When she was at full height she would have Kazuma helpless in a improvised powerbomb position only with a twist. With his still had dick so close to her face Origa took a few tentative licks before putting the whole thing in her mouth and began to suck him off while he was on her shoulders. All the while she began to walk circles around the ring to show her move off.

Surprising no one, not even himself Kazuma, Origa quickly got up and approached him again this time reaching down and pulling his swim trunks the rest of the way and threw them over against the chamber walls. Now Kazuma was naked before Origa, a semi-erect rod between his legs and viewable for the whole world to see. Kazuma couldn't help but blush as Origa looked down on him with a smile on her face, eyeing him like a fine steak as she panted.

Before Kazuma could react she reached down, grabbing one of his legs before dragging him back to the center of the ring. Once there she proceeded to grab Kazuma's other leg, a enraptured smile growing on her face as she then put the both of his legs over her shoulders and grabbing his arms, before finally pulling him up as she rose to full height in a "unique" Powerbomb position. Kazuma was sure that he'd drop him but instead she started to lick his erection before taking it into her mouth and sucking him off as she then began to walk around the ring. He was unable to do anything but moan and groan as Origa had a strong hold of his hands as she moved. But even in this position he wasn't going to take this lying down.

Kazuma began to move his hips, forcing his rod deeper into Origa's throat, in an attempt to throw her balance off. It may have been ridiculous but in a small aphrodisiac fume filled box like this and against an easily sexually-flustered like Origa even something like this can be effective....... right?

Origa walked laps around the ring with Kazuma on her shoulders with her mouth feasting on his rod. In any other setting Origa would be completely embarrassed with what she was doing and would most likely have just gone through with the powerbomb than go through all this just to get away from it all. The fumes of the box had slowly begun to warp Origa’s perceptions of this however as she slowly felt herself become like a cat in heat.

Even though he was on her shoulders more than seven feet in the air and at her mercy with his cock in her mouth Kazuma’s still tried to dominate the will of Origa Xenia. The giant froze slightly and she let out a choked moan and her eyes rolled back for a moment as Kazuma began to thrust his hips into Origa’s face and force his dick down her throat. Origa stopped in the middle of the ring as her hands let go of his arms and settled on simply holding him up as he put his hands on the back of her head and began to dictate the blowjob.

Like the rest of her body and thanks to the spar Kazuma’s knew how her mouth worked. He knew how long to press in and when to let up, when to let her breath and when to trigger her gag reflex. Even with the precarious position he was in Kazuma story still found a way to somehow dominate Origa’s body for his own pleasure, but he made one mistake. Origa still had the advantage.

When she felt his dick twitch and his hips buck Origa’s mind snapped back to reality and just as he was about to cum Origa dropped the hammer. Tilting her arms forward while jumping to a sitting position Origa would slam Kazuma back-first in a sit out powerbomb. She may have gotten the timing wrong but if she did then Kazuma would cum as his back hit the canvas. If she didn’t then Origa would immediately lean forward and wrap her breasts around his dick for a quick titjob to finish him off. If that worked Origa would lean back and pant a bit before she rolled him off and stood up to her feet.

To his surprise, Kazuma's desperate "move" actually made Origa stop in her tracks, good thing too since they were now in the center of the ring, which would've been a prime location to actually use a powerbomb. He listened to her choked moan and watched her eyes roll back as he began to force his dick as far as he could down her throat. It was difficult at first, even with the knowledge of Origa's body that he had acquired without his hands his control was rather limited that changed when she released her hold of his hands and began to support his body, Kazuma let out a small yelp as one of Origa's hands quickly copped a feel of his butt.

He retaliated by quickly using his now freed hands to grab a hold of her head and he gan to more directly dictate the pace and rhythm of the blowjob. He pushed in and he pulled out, he made her gag and then he let her breathe. He listened to each muffled grunt and moan she made but this move was a double edged sword and Kazuma himself was starting feel an all too familiar urge begin to well up inside of him. It wasn't that surprising that he was feeling the urge rise up again, this chamber was designed for making the competitors inside lust after each other but with his current predicament being what it was it would be bad to show any sign of weakness.

Unfortunately Kazuma's body didn't want to be denied this pleasure as his hips involuntarily bucked against Origa's face, an act that didn't go unnoticed by the Amazon as it snapped her out of her daze and she drove him into the ring canvas in a powerful sit out powerbomb! Before Kazuma could even begin to writhe in pain though, Origa quickly leaned forward, releasing Kazuma's now saliva and pre-cum covered rod from her mouth; slipped Kazuma's erect dick underneath her bikini-clad bosom and began to give him a tit job.

Kazuma writhed in the strange combination of pain and pleasure he was feeling as Origa worked his shaft between her breasts. It appeared that she remembered a thing or two from their last match as she massaged his dick in a deliberate movements that made Kazuma moan and thrust with each press and caress. In moments Kazuma began to cum once more, this time staining Origa's caramel colored skin and bikini top with the white flag of his body's surrender to pleasure. It lasted a while as Origa continued to massage him even as he came but eventually he stopped and Origa stood up with, what Kazuma believed to be, a bit of a satisfied look in her eye. Kazuma could only watch and breathe as he waited for her next move.

After snapping back to reality Origa slammed Kazuma down with the powerbomb with extreme force. Then again a forced above seven foot drop would be hard on anyone’s body and in Kazuma’s case it was probably feeling like his body shattered like glass if his groan was anything to go by. Not that Origa allowed him to writhe as when she saw that he hadn’t cummed yet she immediately wrapped her breasts around his sensitive dick and went to town.

With how stimulated the boy was it didn’t take long for Origa to send him over and for his appreciation to shoot out and stain her caramel chest with his spunk. Origa let out a giggle at his release and after a couple more pumps to make sure it lasted as long as possible and that he had completely drained himself Origa finally released his organ from her dominant breasts and stood up.

She didn’t know if it was the fumes or the feelings of dominance but when she looked down at the putty like state Kazuma was in Origa couldn’t help but fantasize about all the sorts of things she was going to do to him when she made him her pet. Idly her foot knocked his dick around for a couple of seconds as she thought of it before she figured it was time to end this.

So stepping away from Kazuma Origa looked around for where the collars were placed and when she found them she turned her back on Kazuma and began to walk towards them. When she reached there she looked at the selection before deciding on a black collar with purple dots. A perfect representation on the dark queen she thought to herself. Taking the collar Origa turned around while spinning it on her fingers and walked back to Kazuma. Once she reached him she would slowly bend over while smiling slyly at him as she slowly began to loop the collar around his neck.

The smile on Origa's face couldn't have been any bigger from Kazuma's perspective as she stood over him, her shadow practically engulfing him. After having been so throughly dominated in the gym, seeing Kazuma's current state must've been the greatest thing she had ever seen. Even more so given that this could easily be seen as a preview of what was in store for Kazuma if Origa got a collar on him, a thought that Origa seemed to share as she then used one of her feet to idly knock Kazuma's still erect organ around for a few moments. Kazuma's body shuddered with each little flick, and most likely due to the fumes in the air each one brought his rod back to life, little by little.

Finally, Origa stopped playing with Kazuma, turned around started to make her way to where collars were. Kazuma crawled a little bit away as she looked over the selection of collars that had been prepared for the match. It didn't take her long as she then turned back around and started to make her way back over to him with a black collar that had purple dots on it. There appeared to be a small swing in her hips as she walked and spun the collar on her finger and Kazuma had to admit, aphrodisiac fumes or not the sight of her approach like that would've gladly made Kazuma let her have her way, outside of a match of course. As bad as this looked, it also meant that Origa's guard had to be down and Kazuma would certainly take advantage of that fact.

When Origa bent down to collar him, she did so slowly, most likely looking to savor the moment; one that Kazuma would gladly ruin. He quickly shifted his body and kicked her away and onto the floor. He then took the collar and kicked it away from him, the collar landing on the opposite side of the ropes. Origa was sure to go after it and that meant he'd be able to crawl away.

Kazuma had to think of something, Origa had been in control of the match and all he could do was get a few small counters in but that amounted to little in the grand scheme of things right now. These fumes weren't helping him either, all he could do was look at his vague reflection in the aphrodisiac covered chamber window........wait a minute! Kazuma got an idea as he looked at the panel in front of him. He recalled what the stage hand told him before the match began about how strong the aphrodisiac is when ingested and if it really was as powerful as that guy said it would hopefully be the thing he needed to turn the tide of this match in his favor.

He slowly crawled over to the chamber wall and wiped his hand against it, trying to get as much of it on his hand without Origa seeing. Kazuma would then suck as much of the erotic liquid into his mouth, making extra sure to be careful to avoid accidentally ingesting it himself. Now all he would need to do was wait for Origa to get close to him and he'd give her the "Kiss of Death" that would hopefully seal her fate in this match.

With her collar picked Origa turned around to Kazuma with a little pop in her step. Her hips sexily swayed from side to side as she spun the black and purple collar around her tanned finger with a smile on her face as her mind wandered and thought about all the wonderful things that she was going to do when she made Kazuma her prisoner. Such thoughts has lowered the amazons guard but Origa believed that Kazuma was too weak to fight back.

Too weak to give any significant fight back. But apparently enough to resist his inevitable collaring as when Origa was about to clasp that leather ring around his neck Kazuma suddenly shifted. With a shocked gasp Origa was kicked off of Kazuma and shove to her butt and at the same time watched her opponent desperately throw his collar to the other side of the ring.

With an annoyed sigh Origa stood up and gave a light stomp to Kazuma’s belly to keep him in his place before she turned to retrieve her future slaves collar. As she walked she didn’t notice Kazuma doing something with the aphrodisiac covered wall of the cage and remained ignorant to whatever he was planning. Bending down she picked up her collar and returned to the seemingly still defenseless form of Kazuma

“Let’s try this again hmmm?” She said as she reached Kazuma and began to roll his body over with one hand while he the other held her collar. She barely had the time to wonder why his cheeks were slightly puffed up when his hands suddenly snapped around her face and pulled her into a steaming kiss. “Mmmmm!!” she moaned in shock as their tongues did battle once again, Their tongues and... something else? Something was transferred from Kazuma’s mouth to Origa’s and with the use of his tongue Kazuma forced her to swallow it.

After ingesting whatever was in Kazuma’s mouth Origa finally forcefully released the kiss and backed away. After shaking her head Origa began to return to Kazuma. Why the kiss? Did he want to get one last one as a free man before Origa collared him? To try to resist one last time? To-!!

Eyes dilating, much larger goosebumps spread across her body like a plague or if she was brushed with artic winds. Liquid lava poured through her veins as a wildfire spread through our her body. But there was no pain, only pleasure as steamy fog came out of Origa’s every breath. Her body became stiff as every movement and the rub of her clothing flooded her mind with more erotic sensations and pleasures. Her juices ran a stream down her thighs and Origa looked on the edge of exploding with a single touch.

“Haaa haaa.”