Investigating a witch

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If Leona wasn’t currently moaning her lungs out at the incredible pleasure that was racking throughout her body, she would’ve had a lot of choice words for what Ossi had to say. Like how she had beaten the heiress in their official match with but a single punch! And that before her encounter with Wendy, the agent had once more dominated the fight and knocked Ossi out with little to no effort!

Yet no word like that came out, only louder and more needy moans as the heiress’s fingers increased in speed. Driving Leona to the point that she didn’t even notice how the heiress ground herself against the agents thigh or released her hair all that mattered was the bucking of her hips as her body could no longer contain the extreme heat that threatened to explode out of her!

Until it finally did.

”Faaaaa. HAAAAAANNN!!!!” she screamed out as her juices once again burst from her soaked sex. Staining her sodden shorts and Ossi’s fingers as her hips bucked against them. The climax felt like it had lasted an eternity, but it eventually came to an end. And Leona’s legs would lose the last vestiges of strength she had and would slide down the corner until she was sitting against it. Panting with her eyes glassy.

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In her current state there was nothing that Leona would do against Ossi's probing touch, and it wasn't long before the Syrian heiress brought her blonde foe to a shattering climax. Ossi moaned with pleasure as Leona screamed, bucking and writing as she came, soaking her already damp shorts. Ossi groudn herself up against the writhing body of her opponent as it happened, before Leona finally collapsed in a heap in the corner, dazed and out of it after the erotic torture.

Panting herself and trying to contain her own feelings of arousal, Ossi stepped back, with a satisfied sigh as she looked down on the blonde. It was time to cement her dominance and finish off this upstart.

Grabbing Leona by the ankles, she dragged her out to the centre of the ring and rolled her onto her front, before yanking the woman's cum-soaked gym shorts off of her body. Then Ossi straddled her foe, seated on the small of Leona's back and easing the other woman up to hook her arms over Ossi's knees, in preparation for what looked like a camel clutch.

"Would you like to taste your defeat, slut?" Ossi hissed, grinding her hips against Leona as she spoke. Then she took the sodden gym shorts that she still held and pulled them down over Leona's face, making sure the drenched section was pressed tightly over the woman's nose and mouth. Then she gripped the fabric tight and pulled, yanking Leona back into a modified camel clutch hold using the other wrestler's own shamed attire as leverage!

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Ossi’s thoughts couldn’t be more correct, there truly was nothing that Leona could do to fight off the incredible ecstasy the heiress’s fingers provided. Her body couldn’t handle the influx of pleasure and soon enough began to crumble like a castle of sand. The orgasm lasted only a few seconds, but in Leona’s mind those few seconds felt like an eternity

Yet when it finally came to an end, Leona’s body could no longer support itself. And not even Ossi’s body pressing up against her could stop her from sliding down the corner and sitting against it in a dazed heap. Her mind foggy and her body twitching from the aftershocks of her recent orgasm. And yet, despite the multiple climaxes she’s had at the hands of both Wendy and Ossi.

Her body still felt hot. The compound was still at work.

A low moan left her lips as her legs were grabbed and the heiress dragged her back to the center of the ring. The blondes arms trailed limply above her head, too weak to stop whatever Ossi planned next. Even as she was rolled onto her front abs her soaked shorts were stripped off of her legs. She couldn’t do anything but muffly moan as she felt the heiress settle herself atop her back like a Queen on her throne.

The agent had no response for the heiress’s question, but in the back of her lust addled mind. She couldn’t help but wonder what Ossi meant. She would soon find out as after her arms were once again hooked over Ossi’s thighs. Instead of her hands the heiress used Leona’s own soaked shorts by covering her face with it and yanking back! ”Mmmmmm!” Leona mewled as she was forced to smell the scent of her own lust against her will. Her body too weak to do anything but take it.

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As she thought, Leona had no way to resist her right now, the blonde's body a supple plaything for Ossi right now as she yanked back hard on the sodden wrestling briefs to grind her foe's shame right into her face. She remembered enduring the embarrassment of this move at the hands of Mina Takemi, in front of a full arena of fans, and she relished the opportunity to dish out some humiliation of her own!

Thumping her ass against Leona's behind, she eased the pressure briefly, leaning close and speaking into the ear of the dazed blonde.

"You know, you can submit to me and this will all end," she laughed. "Unless you're really enjoying being under the heel of your betters."

Then she leaned back again, once more bending Leona's body in half and forcing her to inhale the scent of her own sodden briefs!

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Leona hated how much control the spoiled heiress had over her! But no matter how much she believed that if it wasn’t for this damned compound in her system, she would be crushing this bitch with no difficulties! Her body was a completely different matter, seemingly already given into the constant stimulations and humiliations that her dark skinned opponent is dishing out.

The camel clutch was already used earlier. But Ossi put a much more humiliating spin on it with the use of Leona’s soaked shorts. Covering her face with them before yanking back! Causing not only Leona’s back to feel incredible agony, but also forcing her to breath in the scent of her own submissiveness. It was all too much, and it soon became clear that Ossi wasn’t letting go until she was satisfied.

So…Leona finally gave in. And would start to pathetically tap against the heiress’s thigh in submission.

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Ossi grinned evilly as she finally felt the tapping on her thigh, the signal of submission from the blonde who not-so-long ago had humiliated her in the ring. The revenge was sweet. Gave the sodden fabric of Leona's gym shorts one last squeeze to grind them into her foe's face before letting her slump forward onto the canvas.

"That's better," she panted from her exertions dismantling the rookie wrestler. "Now you wait right there while I get a little something for us to remember this by."

Briefly leaving her stupefied foe in the ring, Ossi slid out to retrieve her phone, before returning and standing triumphantly over Leona. With one foot she contemptuously rolled the woman onto her back.

"Let this be a lesson to you, no one disrespects the House of Shamar!" Ossi quipped, thrilled to be able to evidence her rare moment of domination. Many in LAW would not believe it, given her track record. With a devious smile she planted a foot right on Leona's face to grind her cum-soaked shorts into her nose and mouth. Then she angled the camera high, looking down to take a selfie with Leona's defeated form in clear evidence.

With the photo taken Ossi removed her foot from Leona's face with a chuckle and strutted off, leaving the blonde in a stupor of arousal and pain from the ordeal she had just been put through!

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Leona hated having to submit, but right now her body and mind were in too much flux to care. The constant pain an pleasure had been too much for the blond to take. So mindlessly she tapped on Ossi’s thigh and was thankfully released after one final pull from the oh so smug heiress. Leona flopped back onto the canvas with a thud, her soaked shorts still clinging to her face.

Soon she would feel herself being rolled over onto her back and a foot pressing against her face. She couldn’t see what was happening, but she could take a guess. Someone like Ossi would never leave without proof of this monumental occasion. And unfortunately for Leona, she couldn’t do anything about it but close her eyes and embrace the sweet wonder of unconsciousness.

Eventually Ossi would leave. And a nude and defeated Leona would be the only one left in the darkened gym.

The End