Just taking a stroll

"Oh wow! Sentence definitely served."
Looking at how cute her target was, tippy toed and with an adoring scream coming right from the core with her head held back when she did cum for the second time caused the still unknown seductress to get a little bit wet herself.

"You are like a giant kawaii! So cute!"
The wild maned girl squealed in delight while she was pressing Origa against the wall to keep her standing, she could not afford to let her slump down for the next step. Removing her soaking wet finger from the womanhood of the amazon, she would let her head rest on her own shoulders for a moment before she would let Origa bend back while she turned sideways and in a crouch to let the big girl slide on her shoulders into the torture rack position, grunting in the process but managing it with some energy invested. She was surely no match strength wise for the amazon, but no slouch either and used to lift weights.

Havig accomplished that, she would grab one of the inviting tits of the big girl with one hand and a tight with the other in an attempt to carry her over to a close by training mat.

Origa felt like her orgasm explode out of her, she felt her body turn into putty and her mind into mush as she panted hot heaps of air against the wall, making it cloud of from her perspiration. If her mysterious seductress had not continued to press Origa against the wall, then the caramel amazon would have surely slid down it until she fell to her knees, her body no longer having the strength to keep herself standing.

Origa’s cheek pressed against the wall, her eyes glassy and dazed, her bound arms no longer even able to struggle out of the bindings made of her tight sports bra. Could she have recovered? Perhaps but it would have taken time, time that her unknown assailant had no plans on giving as she slowly pulled Origa away from the wall and bend her back. The amazons large but pliable, dazed and aroused frame fell across her attackers shoulders in a torture rack.

“Uuhhhgggnnnn.” Origa dazedly moaned as her body was bent over her seducers shoulders, her bound arms and twitching legs hanging limp over the sides. Origa’s massive body nearly covered her assailants and briefly the mysterious bikini clad woman struggled under the amazons weight. But amazingly she held firm and with a grip on her soaked shorts with one hand and her naked sensitive breast on the other, her assailant began to walk towards the closed off room Origa had saw earlier. When they got there and went inside a training mat was revealed in the center of the room. In the corner another camera waited before activating, ready to get more up close and personal domination recorded.

It would have probably been easier to carry Origa in the common fireman´s carry. This carry was aptly named because it allowed firemen to carry heavy, probably unconscious people for a longer period of time. Sadly for her, a Origa on her front was not good for the transition in her next move and by the way, she was absolutely sure that the groggy girl looked stunning on her shoulders.

So she came in the room she had steered on, where she slowly first went into a crouch and then on her own knees. There she would look first to remove the panty of the other girl from around her butt and womanhood, slide it down her leg and drop it on the floor for a potential later use, then change her attention to the bound wrists of her target, untie them so that the amazon was ripe to be put into the next compromising position, a crucifix pin.

Stunning indeed as the bikini clad assailant carried the massive amazon face up on her shoulders in the torture rack. The camera was able to get every little detail of the dazed amazons form as she was carried in, from her soaked shorts to her pink perked up and aroused nipples. The sweat from her earlier workout and the constant body to body contact of her assailant mixed with the sun oil made Origa’s rich caramel skin shine in the sunlight.

The amazon only let out a dazed groan and a small coo as she was carried into the room and laid down onto the training mat. Origa felt her damp, tight gym shorts being pulled down her long legs before being cast aside in a ball, leaving her sopping sex bare and plain to see. The giant also felt her arms being untied from their sports bra restraints but Origa didn’t even have the chance to use them as her sexy attacker stretched them apart and proceeded to lay on Origa’s bare sensitive chest with her belly.

“Haaannn. Wha-what are you d-doing? Mmm!”

"You know, I nearly forgot that this is a wrestling facility while making you my plaything. I have not even pinned your smoking hot body on the mat once, and now I want to correct that."
The seductress answered cheerfully after she had looked back at the lovely face of Origa. Of course she was not just looking to pin her because they were both wrestlers, she rather wanted to know if the sexy Amazon was still able to put up a resistance as she now would try to overwhelm her with some lovemaking where she could maybe use her deadly legs on the seductress if she had not fully submitted to the sensual progress of her conqueror up until then.

So she would rub her hard abs all over the sensitive breasts of Origa while she would look to slap the back of the hand on the mat in the process.
"One."
She would count before looking to put a finger of the amazon in her mouth to lovingly suck it.

Origa’s mind had finally begun to regain some form of clarity as the afterglow from her orgasm came down and her eyes began to clear. What the amazon came to realize however was that she was possibly in a worse position than before as she felt the body her her seductive assailant cover across her own in a crucifix pin. The amazons arms were stretched out to her sides while her breasts were crushed underneath her attackers soft but toned belly

Before the giant knew it, her world was once again filled with pleasure as her assailant gleefully rubbed her belly on Origa’s breasts in every which way. The sucking on her fingers wasn’t as stimulating as her attackers other ministrations but the tickle distracted Origa enough that she didn’t even realize that the seductress on top of her was mocking her with a pin count, a count that had just reached two.

Origa’s was weak and her body aroused to the point that any touch caused her to moan and shake, so one can realize how much the breasts rubbing from her assailant was effecting her. But Origa still had some resistance left in her, so before the mat could be slapped a third time the amazon suddenly bucked her hips up and pushed up her shoulders. The bad side to this was that she probably annoyed her attacker with her resistance and just gave the camera a perfect unblocked view of her soaking pussy.

"Thr…oh?"
The unknown seductress was honestly surprised when her target managed to not get pinned effortlessly by her. A few months ago, that would have probably frustrated her, but a few months ago, she would have probably be already a moaning mess writhing under the ravenous body of someone like Origa. But a few months ago, she had scored big time in a match and was from up until then on a high.

So instead of giving in to her frustration, she would form her body into a C so that the breasts of the amazon would lay bare right in front of her.
"Do we feel a little rebellious today? Fine! I like that…"
She complimented her target before bending down on one of the nipples to love bite it as a revenge for the defiance Origa had showed and then look up with a gaze of impish intention before licking over the sensitive flesh with the tip of her tongue seemingly to make up for her harsh measure.

Origa knew that this wasn’t a real match. In a real match she would know her opponent would be attacker her so she would be able to prepare for it, not attack the amazon while she slept like her mysterious assailant has. But when said assailants began to mockingly slap the mat beneath them and start counting as if they were in a pinfall, Origa felt some of her resistance that had been severely lacking rise up as she picked up her hips and lifted her shoulders up.

The amazon did it just before her attacker could reach the number three. Origa expected a frustrated belittling or an angry tirade as her hips fell back to the mat and her bridge collapsed. Instead, Origa’s assailant seemed excited about the giants sudden rebellious attitude. If she was frustrated then she hid it well because all Origa saw was someone willing to test just how far her rebellious attitude would go before she submit.

Origa made a shaky muffled moan as she felt her assailant shift around until she moved into a c shape, her side laying across the amazons belly while her sensitive breasts were right in front of her face. “Ahh-haaann!!” Origa suddenly squealed, no longer able to silence herself as the seductress on top of her bit onto her erect nipple and send shockwaves through the amazons body. She eventually let go so she could rain down licks and kisses on her sensitive breasts and soon enough, Origa was a moaning writhing mess once more.

To punish Origa for her uprising, the seductress would take her time with her breasts this time. Taking it painfully slow with her kisses, licks and possessive bites while changing places from time to time so that she would rub all over the body of the Amazon. Still she would look to not make her already cum again but would some time later wander over her throat with kisses and a final love bite in her neck to the moaning mouth of the bigger girl where she would entangle her in a fiery and passionate kiss.

Her eyes would fixate the eyes of her target daring her to uprise again while her hand would slap the back of the hand of Origa on the mat again, starting a three count without counting it this time.

The amazons attacker made Origa pay dearly for her sudden resistance. Not with pain or mean words, but with a constant stream of mind numbing pleasure. Origa’s mouth was unable to close due to the moans that constantly escaped from it, her body feeling every bite, kiss and rub that came from her assailant. Her tanned breasts and pink nipples were no longer just shining from the earlier sun oil but also from the wet kisses her attacker left behind.

Origa’s body was alight with the fires of pleasure and she was completely unable able to put them out. The trail that led to her neck made Origa coo with each kiss, and the hickey that she left behind glowed bright red, a contrast to her dark skin. Her moans were finally muffled but to Origa’s own volition but when her assailant sealed her lips with her own, dominating Origa’s tongue and exploring her mouth to her desire.

Origa barely even recognized the slap of the mat as her assailant restarted the pin. She could only coo against her mouth at the second. When the third slapped against the mat all Origa did was stare into her dominators eyes with her glassy own, her body and mind slowly crumbling underneath her assailants seductions. Her resistance, while still there, was barely even in the back of her mind. “Mmmm. Hmmm.”