Rose Gold vs. Origa Xenia: Collar Match

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"Ahhn." Rose Gold let out a soft contented sigh as she settled onto her amazoness shaped throne. The woman's struggles were present, but only briefly. Her spirit had subsided, swallowed by lust. If Origa had wanted to, she could have launched her clear into the bleachers. However, it was clear, the woman was a hopeless slut.

"Well, how is it? How does my pussy taste? I can't hear you!" Demanded the Sinister Siren as she gyrated atop Origa's frustrated features.

She leaned forward, her hands pushing under the cups of Origa's top. Partially for balance, and partially for pleasure. From this position she was able to more comfortably thrust and hump against Origa's face. The motion not looking too unlike twerking as the exposed flesh of her ass quaked with every buck of her hips. She was toying with Origa. Dominating her. And marking her with her pleasure!

Meanwhile, the hopeless woman's hips bucked with need. A need that Rose Gold didn't appear to see fit to answer at the moment. Instead, her fingers dug into the supple flesh of the woman's breasts beneath her top. Her palms pressing into the woman's nipples.

"You must be nearing your breaking point now, hm? I bet you want to cum real badly." She grinned, cheeks red with arousal. "But I'm not going to touch you. If you want to cum, do it yourself." Origa could feel the mirth in Rose's voice. The joy she got from suggesting the woman should abandon all sense of self and begin masturbating in the center of the ring.

"Go ahead, you hopeless, miserable woman. Go ahead and show everyone how weak this preposterous body of yours is! Shamelessly please yourself to my taste!"

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Origa’s world turned dark when Rose Gold sat on her face. The could barely hear the girls taunts and she could only smell the blondes excitement at being able to dominate such a towering adversary. Origa’s arms pressed weakly against her ass in an attempt to get free from her fleshy prison but her lack of strength from the aphrodisiac basically meant that she was pawing at her ass more likely.

Origa’s dark body arched when Rose reached beneath her corset to touch her breast directly. The amazon screamed/moaned into her ass as she felt the pleasure from her touch rush towards her brain and sex. Her hips bucked in response but Rose made it clear that if Origa wanted release she would have to do it herself.

Origa’s hands nearly complied before through sheer force of will Origa stopped her arms and instead slammed them against the mat in frustration. She refused to give in to Rose Gold’s demands no matter how much she wanted to cum, or to taste her more, or to feel her play with her body like an instrument in front of this whole crowd, or call her mis-NO! NO! Stop thinking like that she quickly told herself, she wasn’t giving in.

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To say that Rose Gold's leotard was insufficient was an understatement. The thin material of her attire barely covered her backside. Just as it left the lines of her inner thighs exposed, so too did it allow her round, plump ass to be presented to the world. It allowed for Origa's cheeks to be sandwiched between her own as she pressed herself down upon the giantesses face.

Further, the material was far from absorbent. As she became wet it practically became sheer. The elastic material eagerly shaped itself to her girlish sex and outlined it like tracing paper. Her arousal bled through it as if it wasn't there. Her heat transferring completely upon the shamed caramel cat fighters expression. It intensified as Origa's hands pressed into the pillowy flesh of her ass. And again as the woman screamed into it. "Oh. That's nice. Please your mistress." She purred as the woman's voice trebled against her sensitive backdoor.

It was clear from Origa's flailing that she was suffering. And that made Rose excited. Teasingly, she began to play with the woman's nipples. Wiggling her hips as she did. "Go on you hopeless slut. Please your goddesses ass and show everyone how much you like it! Show everyone how little restraint you have! Show them how excited you are to be tasting me!" She demanded with a cruel cackle.

"Satisfy that greedy body of yours or go mad! I warned you, didn't I? That I'd break your pathetic body!?"

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Origa was struggling against so many things right now. The massaging on her sensitive breasts was driving Origa body crazy with lust as the aphrodisiac made her so desperately want to cum. Her mind battled against degrading herself for Rose Gold’s pleasure and so her hands slammed against the mat again before futilely pawing a Rose’s ass as she pleasured herself on her face.

Origa’s face was getting smeared with the juices of Rose’s excitement and all she could smell was the blondes scent. However, air was quickly becoming in short supply and Origa was quickly finding herself running out of it as her head rocked side to side with Golds motions.

Eventually it was too much and as Rose played with her body Origa’s hands and legs began to fall limp to the canvas as she slowly lost consciousness, smothered out by the dominating blonde. While many were thinking that this was the end and that Rose Gold had the perfect chance to clip her collar on Origa’s neck. There were those who doubted that Rose would be satisfied with such an ending and that Origa’s vulnerable state only provided more opportunities to play with her.

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Origa had refused to submit to Rose Gold's demands. Instead, she'd chosen to go out on her shield. To surrender her consciousness and fade away. It was a small victory for the giantess. A victory that, perhaps, in Origa's mind, she hoped would lead to her defeat and an end to the humiliation. After all, she'd just choked herself unconscious on another woman's pussy.

When she awoke she didn't find herself in the care of medical personnel however. She found her great form draped over the second rope. Her arms spread wide and trapped against the ropes. The collar's upon which the match hinged had been tightly fastened against her wrists, strapping her to the ropes. Her restraints were pulled tightly, almost painfully so. And the center of each was adorned with their chosen logo. Her back was stretched painfully out over the middle rope, bowing her spine with the cruel barrier as a fulcrum.

Rose Gold stood above the caramel giantess grinning. Her leotard was pulled to the side, leaving The Sinister Siren's still sopping cunt hanging over the woman's face. It dripped eagerly. Running down her pale white thigh and onto Origa's defenseless features. "Oh honey. You didn't think I was just going to collar you, did you?" She laughed cruelly.

"You had your chance to go down the easy way. I promised you that I'd humiliate and break you, didn't I? What use would you be to me in that defiant state you were in before?" She examined her nails as she spoke... Origa's form practically helpless beneath her. At least in Rose Gold's mind.

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"You had your chance to use your hands, and you saw fit to resist. So now. I've taken them away. Shall we try again, my defiant pet?" She pressed herself downwards then, smothering the woman's face with her soaking wet flower. Her exposed ass resting upon Origa's breasts. She crossed her legs daintily, as she sat upon Origa's face! Her weight pressed down on the woman's head, bending her body in agony as she thrust her sweet young opening against her mouth. Worst of all, she wasn't covering the woman's nose. Origa could breathe. She wouldn't be blacking out.

"This is your punishment, you disrespectful little slut of mine! Suffer and scream into me! Fill me with your pain! And if you make your goddess cum, maybe I'll let you go! Maybe..." She bucked against Origa, the ropes bouncing with every thrust. And every bounce bringing with it another torque of spine shattering agony!

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Origa had hoped to spite Rose Gold by not giving in or making herself orgasm no matter how much her body called for it. While she had no intention of passing out by pussy she was far more ok with it than giving in to Rose Golds desires. If only she knew that her unconsciousness wasn’t an escape but an opportunity for the sadistic blonde to inflict more of her will onto the giant.

Origa gave a low moan as she awoke to a sweet smell and wetness on her face. When she opened her eyes they went wide in shock at the wet lower lips that greeted her. Immediately she tried to move her arms and push Rose ofc before she could do anything but she found that they refused to move. When she moved her eyes away from that juicy pussy that was looming over her she saw her arms bound to the bottom ropes by both Rose’s and her own collar.

Her eyes snapped back and looked up at Rose’s face as she began to speak and with mounting horror she was faced with the reality that she was in. Her dark tanned body was being bent over the middle rope and presented to the lucky lusty crowd. Her aroused nipples poked through her corset and her juices ran past her soaked shorts and down her thighs. She could hear the cheering and the lusty wolf whistles as some in the crowd tried their lunch to reach out and touch her defenseless body but were unable to without climbing the barrier.

Then Rose Gold announced her punishment and sat her ass and sex on Origa’s breasts and face. Origa was once again introduced to the intoxicating smell and taste of Rose’s sex only this time her nose wasn’t covered, Origa wasn’t going to pass out again Rose made sure of it. She the began to bounce and torque Origa’s body against the ropes making the amazon feel the pops in her back.

The pain, the aphrodisiac, the crowd all watching as she got dominated by this diminutive blonde slowly began to show the cracks in Origa’s resolve. Her hips began to buck as if it were begging to be touched again, and her arms slowly began to stop struggling as it took all the sensations in and opened the cracks further. Origa’s mind still resisted but she didn’t realize until it was too late that her tongue had flopped from her mouth and began to lick eagerly against Rose’s sex. It didn’t matter how much her mind refused to give in, her body was already in the process of doing so.

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Origa was just the most recent in a long line of women that Rose Gold had broken. It always started the same. The arrogance. The resistance. 'How could such a small girl break me?' They all seemed to think. Pride cometh before the fall, as they say. Despite all of her protests and big words, the giantess was trapped. Her arms restrained. Her back bowed. Her body on display. And atop it all, sat the Brutal Blonde herself. The woman's face used like a throne.

"Mmm. That's it. Put that rebellious mouth of yours to work!" Rose's cheeks flushed red with arousal as she felt the bigger woman give in. She felt her tongue run a smooth line across the silken flesh of her sex. Origa was rewarded with sweet tasting honey that flowed down the center of her tongue and into her throat. Rose was just as excited as Origa. Her body just as uncontrollably aroused. Perhaps it was having to carry the aphrodisiac mist in her mouth. Or. Perhaps it was simply the high of dominating her opponent. The excitement of knowing when this match came to it's natural conclusion, she'd have an incredibly useful toy. And tool.

"Ohhhn~" She purred. "And here I was beginning to think you didn't like me!" Her own back arched as her body was jolted with pleasure! Her plump lower lips spread upon Origa's helpless face. Her cunt sopping, she thrust her hips against the poor restrained woman! Every thrust enough to force a tap in a normal match... However, no tap would save her. Her pussy pulsed against Origa's mouth and squeezed down upon her tongue. She made a mess of Origa's face, even without cumming. Her wetness running down the caramel toned woman's cheeks and neck.

"Mmn! Close!" She moaned. "Ugh! Useless! Can't you even eat pussy right!?" She demanded cruelly as she tortured the amazon. Her mind. And her body.

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The sensations that Origa was feeling were too much and were slowly overloading her whole body her nipples stood at attention and were poking through her corset almost begging to be freed. Her tanned skin was covered with a small film of sweat that made her captured body shine in the lights. Her sex burned with an uncontrollable need as it bucked and twitched, her juices making a stream down her thighs.

Her body was a statue of slow submission and her head was the throne for the queen. Origa’s tongue worked to bring the blonde to orgasm, the taste and smell only increasing her own arousal. The woman’s juices smeared against the amazons features and matted her raven hair to her face. Slowly her eyes began to roll into the back of her head, not passing out but as a symbol to pleasure and submission as her tongue continued its work, her mind a fog to the lust and unable to resist.

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"Ohhhn! Gawd!" She cried out. Her whole body shuddered as her orgasm hit her as hard as a freight train! Her ass trembled, shaking against Origa's face. Her entrance pressed against Origa's mouth as her honey gushed forth! Her eyes rolled in her head and her tongue hung out, licking at the air! She grasped Origa's hair for leverage, it was all she could do to keep from losing her mount! She came an incredible amount. Too much for any normal woman to swallow! And perhaps Origa was a special breed of slut, who had practiced this maneuver many a time.

More likely however, she would find her cup overflowing. Choking and sputtering shamefully on Rose Gold's absurdly powerful orgasm! Spilling it's contents over her face and body while the brutal blonde screamed atop her face! If the pain had been difficult to bear before, it was agonizing now. As Rose wasn't simply applying pressure to the back breaking submission... No. Now, her body spasmed within the throes of her orgasm. Bucking wildly. Devastating her captor!

When the orgasm finally subsided... She slumped off of Origa's face, falling to her knees panting and dripping onto the canvas. Content and high with pleasure... She hadn't noticed the restraints that held Origa had loosened from all of the tussling. For the moment, she was recovering... Still trembling... Her tiny flower still experiencing tiny aftershocks that spurted gracelessly down her thighs.

"Mmmmmn~"

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Origa didn’t know how long she had been forced to pleasure Rose Gold, after the five minute mark time for her began to blend together as she tasted and smelled Rose Gold’s pussy. At some point however Rose finally reached her limit and began to buck and spasm violently on Origa’s face in a massive climax that only bent Origa’s back further over the middle rope.

A flood of juices rained onto her mouth and face. Overflowing and cascading down her features as The amazon let out a mewl. Gold’s juices ran down her neck and forehead, dripped onto her breasts and stained her black hair. And with each buck and spasm the giants body began to tilt backwards.

When Rose finally removed herself from her makeshift throne Origa’s tanned sweaty body completed its rotation and landed upside down in the ring. She landed on her head and shoulders, her legs hanging over the ropes and her arms fell out of the collars that binded them. With the way Rose was occupied now one would think that this was the perfect opportunity for to get some payback. But one look at the amazons face would tell you that it’s not as easy as it sounds.

Origa’s face shined in the arena lights with Rose Gold’s juices that covered it. Her eyes were partially rolled up and her tongue hung limply from her mouth, the taste of the blonde still there. The giants arms may have gotten free but the amazon herself had yet to recover from that erotic onslaught. But who would recover first, Rose or Origa?