Judy West vs Sabre

Pink Girl, as she seemed to have become for the duration of the match, smiled widely at Sabre's praise. It wasn't so much a roleplaying anymore, just very pleased with the flattery and the whole outcome of the fight. It really was a thrill and a lot of fun for the horny muscle teen.

She managed to get herself to her knees, catching her breath while Sabre gathered her things. She managed to limp over her, still tender around the legs from her violation, but a sturdy girl to the end. She would smile and give a little bow, as she understand the Japanese tended to, and in a careful motion so as not to spark some trigger in the cavegirl, would lightly lift up her skull mask and give her a sweet, quick kiss on the lips.

"I'd be honored to join it," she said. "If Bonegirl finds a rival tribe she needs help with, or if she want play fun fight some more, Pinky be glad to help."

Sabreâ€s body seemed to stiffen slightly at Judyâ€s tender kiss. The cavegirl showed no immediate reaction, her animal eyes seeming strangely distant, and for a fraction of a second it seemed a wild violence might come to her again. But then she smiled, the moment of unpredictability passed, the simple truth was that Sabre was unused to such genuine shows of kindness and affection. It took the savage a second to process, but then she grinned happily.

“You always good test of strength. Fun to play fight some more some time,” she purred, stretching her muscles, before sliding her skull mask back down. “Sabre normally hunt alone, but maybe we see,” She blew a rather clumsy air kiss at Judy, before turning to climb out of the ring.

“hmm... not sure Keeper would let me have a tribe... ” Sabre muttered quietly to herself, as her powerful, naked body ducked under the ropes and padded back to the entrance, before smiling once again to the renewed cheers of the crowd.

Sabre wins by pinfall