Sacrificed to The Muscle Goddess (Gloria Kildahl (D) vs. Ishigami Yuto)

[DSX93]

So helpless, not only against her, but his own desires. So adorably pitiful. Yet, so strong and enduring in his submissive, masochistic amorosity.

"Let's give my Lovelies a good finish."

Gloria got into a position very similar to a crucifix, modified only slightly. Instead of being flipped up and over onto his shoulders, her body would keep his inclined. His perfect cock would be right there for the taking.

And take it into her hand, she would, giving it a few pumps before deciding that no, she wanted..."Show me again just how much you love my touch." Ishigami would get only her index finger working him, rubbing along the shaft with the occasional circle around the tip.

[Lico]

Yuto barely had the energy to stay conscious, and so he didn't do anything at all when Gloria sat on the mats and trapped him between her legs. He squirmed and moaned as she began to pump him, his manhood throbbing in her hand, until she switched into a teasing, one finger stimulation.

"O-ohh...! Nnhh...!" his shaft twitched pitifully while his expression contorted slightly, seemingly affected more by the slow stroke rather than the pumping. "G-Gooddesss...! H-haaa...!"

[DSX93]

The Muscle Goddess laughed with mirth as her pet writhed helplessly at her touch. Louder, at his reaction when she made the switch. He was an interesting one: A man who preferred the tease to more direct stimulation. She was almost certain that if he did have her bent over, allowed to as he pleased, that he'd prefer her cheeks to her holes.

He loved it so much that he was getting close to popping again. The crowd was eating it right up, but even without that, she would've been loving it as much as she was now.

"Do it, Puppy! Cum for your Goddess!"

[Lico]

"O-oohh... nnhh...!" Yuto moaned and wriggled around some more, unable to control himself just from being teased by her finger.

Her arched himself a little as she commanded him to cum, his hips bucked off several times to hump her digit, and soon enough he spasmed and whatever remained of his juices oozed pathetically from his tip. His face was turning silly yet ecstatic from this embarrassing climax, and he limped off in her hold afterwards, panting heavily, his eyes almost closed. The referee probably could count to a hundred and he would still remain down.

[DSX93]

And like a good boy himself, the referee didn't start the count even after Gloria set Ishigami to rest on the mat, with a gentleness reserved for those who played ball. "Rest up, Puppy." She'd say to him on the way back to her feet. "You've earned it."

And then she set a foot down on his chest, the bare one. For his benefit as well as those with cameras, both professional and cell phone. Right before assuming her well-known

, she turn to the referee and tell him, "You can start the count."

Aside from his chest with every breath he took, Ishigami didn't move an inch. After all he's been put through -- an ordeal that would have been trying for a sexfighter of her caliber -- The Muscle Goddess wondered if he'd fallen asleep.

She'd check in a few moments.

"17!"

"18!"

[Lico]

Gloria's sweet words echoed in his mind, just like the rest of the noise in the area at this point. He saw her towering figure, a foot on his chest as she made her victory pose. She looked so divine, a real Goddess. He wanted to keep looking at her, but alas, his body had limits, which had been pushed over and over again in this match. The ref finished the count, and as if on cue, Yuto closed his eyes, falling unconscious.

[DSX93]

Cue the bell and

A glorious end to a glorious session. The first of many.

The crowd erupted with cheers, plenty going around for both of them. The victorious Muscle Goddess took her foot off of Ishigami's chest, looked down, and...yep, he was asleep. She stepped back to give the medical personnel the space they needed to examine him, collecting her discarded stocking in the meantime.

She wasn't worried. The man would be sore for a while, but he wouldn't be missing his next match; she hadn't had a single accident in all of her time as a dominatrix, and that streak wasn't ending tonight.

When they took him to the back, she followed. Unless they needed to do more with him, the first face he'd see when he woke up would be that of his Goddess.

Winner: Gloria Kildahl