Moona Hoshinova vs Ishtar - Heel v Heel

[EgoEnjoyer]

Her mind was completely broken. Moona could barely even manage to get a word out as she was thoroughly fucked and turned into Ishtar's slut. Her body trembled as she moaned uncontrollably, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"AAAHH~ Y-yes! I'm n-nothing but... MMMHH... y-your slut!" Moona screamed out her total submission to the goddess, the pleasure too much to bear as she squirted hard onto the dominatrix, covering the both women in her slutty juices. "KYAAAAAAAAHHH!!"

[MR. Q]

Enraged by Moona's premature climax, Ishtar released Moona's wrists harshly and swiftly tore off her bra, exposing her ample breasts. In a sudden motion, Ishtar brought her palm crashing down on Moona's nipple-hard breasts, sending shockwaves of pain through the helpless woman.

"Squirt like a dog without permission? I don't think so," Ishtar spat venomously, rubbing Moona's sensitive tits roughly before delivering another resounding slap that left a stinging mark on the flushed skin.

Ishtar's eyes flashed with vicious delight as she gazed down at Moona, her voice dripping with sadistic intent. "Listen carefully, pet. You seem to enjoy debasing yourself like the filthy whore you are. So let's see if you can handle something even more degrading."

She leaned in close, her crimson gaze burning into Moona's. "If you want to squirt like a dirty dog, maybe you should get Ivan's cock rammed deep in your cunt instead. A dog for a bitch!" She laughed delightfully at the thought.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Moona yelped out as Ishtar smacked her. "Aah! I'm sorry!" She couldn't help but get even more aroused from Ishtar's suggestion. The broken girl whimpered underneath the goddess. "Yes I'm sorry... I'm a filthy bitch... and I deserve to be fucked like a dog..."

Tears streamed down her face as she was completely dominated, hardly even remembering that she was in a match at the moment.

[MR. Q]

Seeing Moona break down so completely pleased Ishtar immensely. She watched, a cruel smirk twisting her lips, as tears streamed down Moona's flushed cheeks.

"Oh, isn't this sweet?" Ishtar cooed mockingly, trailing a finger along Moona's quivering jawline. "My little pet slut begging to be degraded further."

Ishtar leaned in, her hot breath ghosting over Moona's ear as she whispered, "You'll get your wish, pet. Ivan will gladly service your dirty cunt until you scream. But only if you earn it from me. I can't let my pet paly with a street dog after all."

With that, Ishtar pushed Moona onto her hands and knees, positioning herself behind the broken woman. Her gloved hand reached around to roughly fondle Moona's tits, pinching and tugging mercilessly as she threatened, "Now beg for it like the pathetic whore you've become!" She cruelly demands, aligning the strap-on's tip to her entrance, teasing her sex.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Moona couldn't believe what she was saying, but the words kept coming out of her mouth against her will. "Mmmhh... please fuck me m-mistress... I'm y-your whore now..."

Her hips moved, grinding her pussy against the tip of the strap. The audience watched on with a mix of horror and delight as Moona was reduced to a begging slut. This couldn't be called a match anymore. This was Moona's personal humiliation show.

[MR. Q]

Ishtar grinned widely, her eyes glinting wickedly as she heard Moona begging like the obedient whore she'd become. With a swift motion, Ishtar wrapped her arm around Moona's throat, gripping firmly and choking her roughly as she simultaneously slammed her hips forward, burying the strap-on to the hilt in Moona's willing pussy.

"You're MINE, understand? My personal fucktoy to use as I please," Ishtar snarled in Moona's ear, punctuating each word with a vicious thrust of her hips. Moona could only gurgle helplessly in response, stars bursting behind her eyes from the forceful coupling combined with the tight grip on her throat.

As Ishtar pounded into her relentlessly, she reached up to cruelly twist and pull at Moona's nipples, eliciting fresh cries of pained pleasure from the broken wrestler. To the cheering crowd, it looked like Moona was completely lost to the moment, a mindless sex toy being used solely for her goddess' pleasure.

The sounds of Ishtar's hips slapping obscenely against Moona's plump rear filled the arena as she ravaged her helpless captive. She could feel Moona's slick walls gripping her leather cock greedily, desperately trying to milk her pleasure from the strap-on penetrating her so deeply.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Moona cried out in mix of pleasure and anguish, before being cut off by Ishtar's hand roughly squeezing her throat. The goddess was getting rougher with her by the second and she felt as if she would break completely at any moment.

A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her body and caused her to stiffen up, her body remaining still for a moment save for her quivering pussy. She managed to squeak out just a few words. "P-please mistress... I'm so c-close... can your toy please c-cum?~"

[MR. Q]

Ishtar's lips curled into a sadistic grin as she felt Moona tense and tremble beneath her. She loved breaking girls down like this, watching them crumble from their initial resistance to complete submission. Giving Moona's hair a punishing yank, Ishtar held fast to her position as she replied.

"Such impatience from a toy that has done nothing to earn the privilege," Ishtar growled out between gritted teeth, punctuating her words with especially harsh snaps of her hips. She felt Moona tighten even more around her invading length. To the delight of the raucous crowd, Ishtar continued to ruthlessly pound into Moona's pussy while keeping a vice-like grip around her neck.

"Moan for me slut!" she demanded as she increased the pressure digging into Moona's neck as she reached around to frantically circle her sensitive clit with a finger. "Scream out your mistress' name! Beg for it!"

Just when Moona was teetering right on the edge, Ishtar suddenly pulled out completely and slapped Moona's juicy ass with her slick strap-on dildo. She then shoved two fingers deep into Moona's wet folds and pumped rapidly in it's replacement to force out one last climax from the girl.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Moona could barely hold her orgasm back, feeling like she might break at any moment, but she was nothing more than Ishtar's pet now and had no choice but to obey her. "P-PLEASE MISS I-ISHTAR! HAAAHH~ P-please let your slut cum!!!"

Just as it felt like she would finally burst, her mistress pulled out, leaving her pussy quivering and needy. "Huh? W-why... please don't st-AAHHHHH~" And before she knew it she was overwhelmed with pleasure once again as the goddess' fingers invaded her deepest reaches. It wasn't long before Moona succumbed completely, gushing out around her fingers and staining the mat with her defeat. "C-CUMMMIIIINNGG!!! T-THANK YOU MISS ISHTAR!!" Moona convulsed and moaned for what felt like ages before she finally collapsed onto the mat in her own puddle. "I'm just a w-weak slut... y-you win..."

[MR. Q]

With a victorious grin, Ishtar stepped off Moona's prone form, moving to stand beside her vanquished foe. Surveying the wreckage before her, Ishtar took a moment to strike an imposing pose, flexing her arms triumphantly for the cheering crowd. Moona remained limp beneath her feet, used and discarded like a mere plaything. The mat around her glistened with the evidence of her humiliating defeat at Ishtar's hands - quite literally.

Turning to address the audience, Ishtar smirked broadly as she basked in their adulation. She held Moona's bra aloft like a trophy, the crowds screaming with delight at seeing their new champion assert her dominance. Ishtar blew them an exaggerated kiss, playing up her status as the queen of LAW and Moona's goddess and mistress.

"Let this serve as a lesson," Ishtar declared, her voice booming out through the arena speakers, "to any other aspiring slaves thinking they can best their Mistress Ishtar!" She released a heartfelt laugh at Moona's mewling protests beneath her heel, drinking in the mixture of lust and hate on every face turned up towards her.

With a final wave to the crowd, Ishtar waved at them goodbye. "Thank you, LAW! Until next time!" As the cheers swelled, she released her pose and lifted her foot from Moona's battered rear.

Winner : Ishtar