A battle to boil over (Celina "the Neo Phoenix" McCloud vs Ivan Ramirez)

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would shake her head

"no...p-please, I wanna have a social life after this"

Celina begged, gasping as she could barely stay conscious with her opponent's arm around her throat, let alone say anything, she was powerless now, she hated the feeling but she couldn't do anything except take it and pray that he would eventually feel bad enough to let her go and put her back in her room

[MR. Q]

Ivan chuckled, amused by Celina's pitiful pleas. He tightened his grip around her throat, cutting off her airflow even more.

"Aww, Too bad. You're stuck with me for now," he taunted, his voice muffled by her ear. "How about we show them how slutty you look."

Ivan grinned wickedly as he pulled Celina down onto him, impaling her fully on his throbbing cock. Her back arched as she straddled him, her tits bouncing with each movement.

"Look at you, such a beautiful sight," he praised, his hands roaming over her curves. "Everyone loves watching a woman get fucked senseless."

He reached up, tweaking her nipples and tugging on her hair to keep her in place. "Don't worry, baby, I'll make sure you get plenty of attention after this match."

[DarknessMaster]

"I-I promise if you bring me somewhere private I'll t-tell you"

Celina whimpered, she knew she wasn't in much of a position to make demands but she was hoping that her opponent at least has a little bit of decency in his heart in order to cave to her cute whimpers

[MR. Q]

Ivan smirked, his eyes gleaming with sadistic intent. He loved seeing his opponents reduced to begging, and Celina was no exception.

"Oh, you'll tell me alright," he promised, his voice dripping with menace. "Right here, right now. I want to hear you scream my name as you cum on my cock."

He gripped her tighter, starting to thrust up into her with renewed vigor. "That's it, take it all, you filthy slut. Show these people what a desperate little cumslut you are."

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would grip her opponent's arm, her legs kicking behind her as she was aggressively pounded, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks, gritting her teeth. She hated this, she felt helpless, but she also knew she lost so resisting wouldn't work, she had to take her punishment...at the very least she hoped that Ivan had enough of a heart to be gentle with her beaten and battered body as she fought to stay conscious

[MR. Q]

Ivan's thrusts grew more erratic as he chased his own release. He could feel Celina's body tensing, her inner walls clenching around his cock in anticipation of her orgasm.

"That's it, cum for me!" he demanded, his voice rough with lust. "Show me what a pathetic little slut you are!"

He reached up, pinching her clit between his fingers and rubbing it in tight circles. He hoped that
this combination of brutal fucking and skilled manipulation will sent Celina hurtling towards the edge.

[DarknessMaster]

Celina would shake her head, begging, pleading that Ivan just take her back to his room, anything is better than this as she finally would end cumming all over Ivan's dick on his terms, moaning loudly as her body went limp once again, she was barely awake at this point, saliva slowly rolling down her lip as she limply sat on the ring mat while Ivan choked her from behind

[MR. Q]

Ivan felt Celina's body spasming around him as she climaxed, her juices gushing out to coat his cock and balls. He grunted, his own release approaching rapidly.

"That's it, cum for me like the dirty little slut you are," he growled, his grip on her throat tightening as he neared his peak.

With a final, brutal thrust, Ivan buried himself deep inside Celina's convulsing cunt and erupted, filling her with his hot seed. He held her in place, ensuring every last drop painted her insides as he rode out his orgasm.

Finally, he released his grip on her throat, allowing her to slump forward, spent and exhausted. Ivan pulled out of her, his softening cock slipping free with a wet plop.

"Well, that was fun," he said with a smirk, wiping his cum-covered dick on Celina's thigh. "I think you've earned yourself a nice long rest, don't you agree?"

Ivan grinned wickedly as he impaled Celina's still-sensitive pussy with his semi-hard cock once more. He lifted her limp body into his arms, carrying her towards the backstage area.