Best Breast Challenge! Mazzie Lashley Vs. Kyoko Hishikawa

Mazzie tasted the milk and swallowed it down. it was an unusual taste, not liek cow's milk but still somewhat delicious. Was it because it was ripe with added humiliation. Was Kyoko's defeat making her milk taste that much sweeter? Or was her milk just that tastey? She didn't know or think about it but instead she continued to drink, trying to deflate the sacks even more.

She grinned when Kyoko's legs spread for her. She lifted her mouth up. "What a slut. You bitch, you love this. Knowing how pathetic you are. Being humiliated in front of everyone is turning you on? You fucking slut. You better moan like a slut too then." She said as she rubbed her fingers against Kyoko's pussy before sliding two fingers in, seeing how tight Kyoko's womanhood was. Two fingers would be a good indicator. She wanted to know how often this bitch really did get fucked.

But while she was at it, she slid over to Kyoko's other breast and began to work that up into a nice lactating orb as well.

Kyoko had to bite her lower lip hard not to start moaning. The way Mazzie was feeding on her felt soooo good.... and soooo horrible at the same time. Kyoko´s body had betrayed her completely as had surrendered to Mazzie´s touch. Kyoko couldn´t stop a cute soft moan from escaping her lips when the blonde entered Kyoko´s super tight and nearly virgin pussy. Kyoko´s pride made her believe nobody really deserved her and there were very very few who she had ever allowed the luxury of having sex with her.

Kyoko was nearing a huge orgasm and she knew it. But as delighted as her body felt, she was in an emotional breakdown. She laid on the mats unable to do anything at all. The shock of her utter defeat had paralyzed her beyond the numbness from the beating she had received. A little louder moan escaped Kyoko´s lips when Mazzie started to lick her other nipple, quickly obtaining more sweet milk.

Kyoko could do nothing but beg.

"Please...please...Mazzie...please... stop this... you won already... let me go...please... no more... not in front of everybody" Kyoko whined in a very soft voice, to make sure only Mazzie could hear her.

Mazzie lifted her head at Kyoko's soft please. She looked upon the girl with a soft gaze as if contemplating her words. Was she really doing something so horrible? Was mercy shown upon her when she was in a similar situation. Suddenly her brow furrowed. "I have to make sure you don't dare think of challenging me again." She said in a sharp tone before jamming her fingers deeper into Kyoko's pussy.

Mazzie still had two more things left to do before she declared her ultimate victory. One was making Kyoko Orgasm. The second, she would prepare for by continuing to milk Kyoko and taking her sweet nectar into her mouth.

Kyoko looked up at Mazzie noticing that the blonde returned the soft almost friendly gaze. For a second their eyes locked not with the hate of rival but in a strange seductive way. Kyoko couldn't say she wasn't enjoying Mazzie's touch. Her body needed those soothing caresses after receiving such a vicious beating. Even the milking had the sore Japanese fighter deeply aroused. Kyoko knew she was going to climax soon, and although she knew how good it was going to feel, she didn't wanted to.

Kyoko didn't wanted to cum in front of such a loud horny crowd, she knew Mazzie was going to make her look like a whore. She didn't wanted to cum for Mazzie, the girl that had beat and crushed her pride. She didn't wanted to lose control of her own body completely to the blonde. She didn't wanted because she knew it will sink deep in her mind and soul and it would make coming back for a vegance much more difficult. She feared Mazzie would be right and she would never dare to challenge the blonde again. Part of her was already considering quitting fighting all together.

But Kyoko also knew she had no way to stop Mazzie. Her body wasn't responding. The blonde had more control over Kyoko's body that Kyoko's own mind. It was hopeless. Kyoko closed her eyes and let her body relax and go completely limp, her legs spread a little more and as soon as Mazzie brought her mouth to Kyoko's nipples they began to spurt sweet warm milk.

Kyoko bit her lower lip trying to contain the moans in a last attempt to retain some dignity, but it was all useless. In a matter of minutes the busty Japanese girl started to groan and moan aloud as a HUGE orgasm overtook her body. Mazzie could feel how all the muscles of Kyoko's body tensed and then the Japanese begun to spasm uncontrollably, her pussy quickly flooded, gushing against Mazzie's fingers as Kyoko moaned louder and louder totally out of her mind.

"Aahhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhh Mazzieeeeemmmahhhhhhhmmm.......mmmmmmmmhhhhh... I... I... Hate you"

Mazzie could feel the reverberations of Kyoko's huge orgasm even as it was happening. It was a strange but amazing feeling. Kyoko rocking underneath her as she began to form the first echo's of her howl of pleasure. Mazzie gripped Kyoko's tits tightly, in part because her own fire was being stoked by her hot domination of the Japanese girl. But despite that, she still maintained a firm grip on Kyoko's breasts, sucking in as much milk as she could, filling her mouth with the sweet juice while Kyoko bucked against her.

much to her surprised she even bucked back. Though she was covered, her pussy still throbbed as she pressed her pelvis against Kyoko's. It was quite a sensation! And then Kyoko's long moan turned into real words. Mazzie was shocked by what she said but her heart began beating hard in the chest. Her slick pussy almost flooded right there and she had to squeeze her legs and concentrate not to have a small orgasm of her own. Something about Kyoko's words, the real hate in them. Mazzie felt it. her hand slid up Kyoko's breast and stopped at Kyoko's heart. Her finger tips curled inward as though she were trying to grab at the life giving organ and pull it to her.

Mazzie knew the feeling was real, she felt the same way. This bitch had almost succeeded in putting her int he same position and she hated every last bit of this detestable woman and her insufferable tits. But... despite the harsh words and mutual feelings of hatred, Mazzie accepted Kyoko's hate, no differently as if she had used the word love instead. She pressed herself upward. There was one last thing that Mazzie had to to to completely ruin this girl.

She slowly crawled up Kyoko like a stalking cat until she was face to face with her again. Her mouth never opened and she searched to find Kyoko's eyes, tingling with pleasure at the thought of seeing them burning with hate and yet, cooled by submission. She then leaned in and grabbed at Kyoko's chin to try and force it open as she brought her lips down for one last sensual kiss. Opening her mouth only when Kyoko's was already open and letting the milk she had saved up pour into Kyoko's own mouth, leaving the last humiliation of Kyko the lingering aftertaste of her own milk and the truly passionate kiss that Mazzie used every last bit of her hate to deliver.

Kyoko's body jerked violently as if her skeleton was trying to leave her flesh behind and then it slowly came to a stop and Kyoko laid in the mats completely immobile save from her soft sporadic breathing. She was completely drained of all strength and will. The orgasm had been completely shattering and probably the best and worse she had had at the same time. Kyoko was about to pass out but when she saw Mazzie prowling like a cat, stalking on her like if she was its prey her heart started to beat furiously keeping her awake. Kyoko's eyes locked with Mazzie, staring into the blonde with a strange mix of hate, fear, lust, humiliation and desire. Then Kyoko noticed how Mazzie kept her mouth closed and the white creamy droplets hanging from the blonde's lips and she knew immediately what was coming. Kyoko's face twisted in a mask of fury and she gritted her teeth enraged. She had never been humiliated like this before. She didn't even imagined someone could do this to her. She hated Mazzie. And her hate and embarrasment were intensified by the feeling of helpness...and the deep undeniable arousal Mazzie was causing on her. Kyoko's expression suddenly relaxed as Mazzie's mouth approached her own. She had been conquered, there was no point trying to resist. And in a strange way, Kyoko felt it was Mazzie's right to do this. She had one after all in one of the most primal forms of contest. Mazzie had earned her right to dominate Kyoko.

The busty Japanese girl closed her eyes, letting one last tear roll down her left cheek and parted her lips like any girl would when getting ready to receive a sweet kiss from her lover. As soon as their lips touched Kyoko moaned softly, her beat body tensing and arching making a cute bridge with her voluptuous form for a couple of seconds. Being feed her own milk mouth to mouth was much more shocking that Kyoko had expected. She didn't refused it. Kyoko drank the sweet milk that for her tasted so bitterly, and returner the kiss to Mazzie, bringing her tongue out to swirl and lap around the blondes tongue, kissing her passionately. And there was no doubt in Kyoko's passion. She couldn't think of anyone for whom she had experienced such passionate feelings as she did for Mazzie. Mostly hate...and lust. Forced to gore on her own milk Kyoko couldn't help but cough a couple of times into the kiss, causing some of the milk to spill from the right corner of her lips down her jawline to her neck. The kissing went on and on as the crowd looked in complete amazement and utter silence. When finally the blonde moved her lips away from the asian girl a thin thread of saliva was left connecting her lips for a couple of seconds.

Kyoko opened her eyes and looked back into Mazzie's own eyes. All the anger seem to have gone from the Japanese girl's pupils. All that was left was resignation and defeat. Kyoko felt curiously calm after the milk-swapping kiss. She got nothing left.

" I'm broken" Kyoko whispered cutely and softly so only Mazzie could hear her in a very submissive and relaxed tone. There was no anger or fear in her voice. For Kyoko it was over.

Mazzie stopped inches away, letting the Saliva hang in suspension between them.Almost not wanting it to break the last thread of passion between them. When Kyoko finally whispered, Mazzie couldn't help but smile. It was a cruel smile but one that masked her longing. Mazzie leaned in after she whispered. She pressed her hand against Kyoko's cheek, pressing her breasts against the Japanese girl's deflated sacks one last time. She nuzzled her own face Against Kyoko', turning her head and whispering back.

"I know. You fucking bitch. I...hate... you too." She let that middle word linger as though Kyoko could interpret it as she desired. Mazzie then turned, and sucked on Kyoko's ear, leaving a bit of milky saliva on that as well. It was just a brief moment. One last parting gift before she stood up. She looked over her fallen victim and sneered. She yelled and lifted up her foot and stamped down hard on Kyoko's left tit. "Don't ever show your face around here or those worthless tits ever again! You hear me, cunt!" She exclaimed, seemingly taking back every sweet nothing she just whispered to Kyoko. Mazzie had to do it though. She had to prove without a doubt that she and her tits were the best. With that she turned on her heel and strolled out, puffing out her chest so her proud breasts could be seen by the whole arena, announcing her as the victor of this contest.

Kyoko stared back at Mazzie with the same passion, hate and lust that the blonde felt for her. Then Mazzie lowered her head and sucked on Kyoko´s left ear. Kyoko could feel her own warm milk still on Mazzie´s lips. The busty Japanese shivered with the intimate touch arching her back and for a second she rubbed her destroyed tits against Mazzie´s glorious pair. When Mazzie got up and their bodies separated Kyoko despaired for a second, she looked at Mazzie almost like begging her not to leave her. And then the blonde mercilessly stomped down on Kyoko´s left breasts, making her groan in pain, cough and spit saliva, tears filled her eyes again. Kyoko looked up at Mazzie admiring her and hating her, feeling so jealous and so helpless. Immediately after the stomp the crowd exploded cheering wildly for the victor and celebrating Kyoko´s destruction. The screams of the crowd were so loud that Kyoko couldn´t hear her own breathe. All that Kyoko heard was the yells, whistles, catcalls…. And Mazzie´s words echoing inside her head. Never show her face again. That sounded like a good idea. Yes, Kyoko didn´t wanted to show her face again…or her worthless tits. Just recalling how Mazzie said the word worthless hurt. Then Mazzie turned away and left. Kyoko felt kind of good this was over. And it was… Kyoko had no intention of fighting ever again. She was broken.
Immediately after Mazzie left, Kyoko begun to feel so alone and so cold. She could move and she knew everybody in the arena was looking at her broken body and ravaged tits. Everything became blurry after that and Kyoko welcomed the merciful darkness as she finally passed out.

Winner by submission, loser admitting winner breasts are superior, MAZZIE

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