Janet vs. Azami: A Lovers’ Spanking Battle

Janet happily leaned in to kiss her lover, sucking on Azamiâ€s lips with reckless abandon. She was kicking herself over losing like this, but she was happy that all the pain was finally over, and that the loving could begin once again.

Being collared and petted like an animal was, of course, humiliating—the Native American girlâ€s cheeks had already turned a bright red—but it was also exciting. When Azami recalled that conversation the night of their first match, and made her offer to Janet, the Lakota girl shivered, but knew she had no choice but to accept. She might as well have some fun with it, too.

She stuck her tongue out of her mouth, panting just like an excited puppy would, and nodded. She would wiggle her butt up and down, too, illustrating to her lover that she was ready to go.

Before their little game began, the ref girl would come over with Azamiâ€s kimono, allowing the girl to clothe herself to clearly demonstrate just who was the mistress and who was the pet in this relationship.

"Good girl~" Azami smiled as Janet began to act like a pet. "I see you're already eager to go," she chuckled.

She raised to her feet, taking her clothes from the ref girl and put them on before holding the leash. The princess turned around to address the audience, a mischievous smile decorated her face.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Azami announced. "It's time for a little show as I'll show you what my cute little pet can do!" she said, earning herself loud cheers and whistles before turning around to face Janet again. "And now, pet... Roll over," she commanded.

When her pet rolled onto her back as she ordered, Azami would place one foot onto the girl's exposed sex and began to rub it slowly.

Janetâ€s cheeks were a bright red as she looked up into the audience, realizing that she was really on display for the world to see. This was like the little walk that she and Azami had taken through the lobby their first night together, only writ large. But she knew that she had to obey.

Azamiâ€s first command was to roll over. Well, that was simple enough. With a little embarrassed “meep,” the Lakota girl rolled over onto her back, exposing her bare front side for the raucous enjoyment of the crowd.

When Azami began to rub her sex with her toes, Janet whimpered and opened her mouth, panting light a puppy receiving a belly rub, spreading her legs out and silently begging for more.

Azami laughed softly as she watched Janet whimpering on the mat and even spreading her legs some more. She rubbed her foot faster to stimulate the girl some more, as she planned to have Janet cum on her command. The princess kept grinding her foot while giving her pet a mischievous look, clearly enjoying the way the girl reacted to her teasing.

Once she felt that her pet was getting too excited, though, Azami would slow down a little, as she wanted to show Janet that she controlled her pleasure. The princess would mercilessly kept teasing the Lakota girl for a bit until she felt that Janet was ready to cum.

"Cum, my little pet!" Azami commanded as she picked up her grinding pace. "Let everyone see you squirt on my command! Ohoho~"

Janet moaned and squirmed beneath her loverâ€s firm foothold, quickly getting aroused from the quick, gentle rubbing. She squeezed her eyes shut, unable to look the audience in their eyes as she was forced to cum in such a demeaning manner. Not that she didnâ€t love it—she did. But it was still rather embarrassing!

Azami timed all of her moves just perfectly. When she slowed her rubbing, Janet thought for a moment that she might be stopping altogether. She opened one eye, peering up at Azami. And then the princess commanded her to cum, once again quickening the pace of the rubbing.

Well, it didnâ€t take long for the Lakota girl to cum for her lover. Her juices squirted from her womanhood, drenching Azamiâ€s foot and splattering across the mat.

Azami grinned widely in delight as she watched her pet cum all over her foot, and she kept rubbing it slowly until Janet's orgasm finished. The princess laughed as she stepped forward to bring her drenched foot over the Lakota girl's face.

"Good pet~ Now clean up your mess..." she ordered with a wicked smile on her face. "After this we'll do our little walk around the stage."

Azami felt slightly bad for humiliating her lover like this in front of the roaring crowds, though this was a part of their deal. Janet would probably do some equally embarrassing things to her had she won, if not worse... Azami knew that the girl seemed to like public humiliation much more than herself, which was why she's glad that she came on top of her lover this time.

Janet cringed a little when her lover commanded her to clean up her mess. As much as she might savor the taste of other girls, her own was just…well, it just didnâ€t taste as sweet to her.

Reluctantly, her tongue snaked out from between her lips and she began to slowly lick up all of the juices which had soaked Azamiâ€s foot. It took her a couple of minutes, but she finished the job; when she did, she sighed softly and looked up at Azami imploringly. She wanted to get back to their room. But there was still one more thing that she had to do for their captive audience. She would turn herself over onto her hands and knees and wait for Azami to take her for a little walk.

Azami smiled and patted Janet's head again once the girl cleaned her foot. She could see her lover's reluctance as she did that, which she found rather amusing. When her pet got up on all four, the princess would then start walking towards the ring's edge so she could get out of it and began their short parade around the stage.

Azami didn't pull the leash too tight as she didn't see the need to do so unless Janet began to rebel or something. She would take a few stops near the approving crowds during their walk, allowing some of the female audiences to pet Janet for a bit before they moved on. Eventually they would head towards the entrance, and Azami would blow a few kisses to the crowds before she went to the backstage along with her pet.

Janet did her best to enjoy herself. She knew that, if the shoe had been on the other foot, she would have done the exact same thing to Azami, so she had no right to complain. Still, though, it was not the proudest moment of her life, being walked like a dog in front of thousands of lusty men and women.

The worst part was when Azami stopped to let some of the girls in the audience reach out and pet the Lakota girl. Janet had always hated being condescended to, and, as a pet, condescension was the order of the day. Schoolgirls and amateur fighters and other fans of all sorts patted her on the head and spoke to her in that terrible baby talk that all humans used when talking to an animal. None of those girls could have beaten Janet themselves, and yet they thought they could treat her like this? Well, the Lakota girl memorized their faces; if she ever ran into them again, there would be trouble.

At last, the walk came to its end, and she gladly followed Azami backstage, relieved to be out of the spotlight at last.