A private affair: Yukino (D) vs Morgan ft. Ivan

[APimpNamedSlickback]

Ivan smirks as he feels Morgan squirm helplessly in his grasp, her body trembling with residual ecstasy. He revels in how powerless she seems right now, so unlike her earlier demeanor. With deliberate slowness, he rocks his hips, sliding his thick shaft teasingly along her soaked slit.

"Cheaters? Me? I'm just calling things as they are~ Not my fault your both too sexy that I can't help but join in." He mockingly says to her, continuing to stroke his manhood along her most intimate area without penetrating fully.

Leaning in further, he whispers to her ear, "Your body tells a different story though. Already wet, already responsive. If we were in a public match, I'd bend you over and make you mine at the very start."

To emphasize his point, Ivan shifts slightly, angling his tip to catch on her opening briefly before pulling back. He repeats this maddening pattern, never quite pushing inside but stimulating her mercilessly nonetheless. All the while, he maintains the vice-like grip of the full nelson, leaving Morgan utterly at his mercy physically speaking.

Meanwhile, Yukino silently crawls away into her corner, not wanting to gain attention to herself at the couple who's either gonna beat up each other or fuck each other to unconsciousness. She can't tell but she doesn't want to get in between them.

[Void-Effect]

"Keep dreaming, ref," Morgan growled low, even while her core pulsed and leaked another trail of wetness that slid over Ivan's teasing tip. The full Nelson pinned her still, forcing her thighs wider as he rocked again, her sensitive clit twitching with each pass as he rubbed against her while her pussy visibly clenching and dripping more arousal down her thighs onto the mat.

At the same time, her hips betrayed her, rocking back at the thick head that kept grazing her wet entrance, more slick spilled out to coat his length and soak the garter straps clinging to her legs as her ass pressed back against him. Due to the previous teasing, he would left her nipples stiff and visible through the thin bra fabric, her whole body trembling from the nonstop pleasure.

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Ivan chuckles, amused by Morgan's defiant tone even as her body betrays her desire. "Oh, I am keeping my dreams realistic. And you seem to be enjoying this already whether you admit it or not."

Emboldened by her reactions, Ivan decides to ramp up his efforts. Releasing one arm from the full nelson, he trails his fingertips down her stomach, past her navel until he reaches the juncture of her thighs. Parting her glistening lower lips with his digits, he exposes her pussy wide open to the cool air conditioning in the room.

"Let's see how you handle this cock," he murmurs in her ear.

His rigid shaft continues to grind deliberately against her sex, the broad crown nudging her opening now wide-open by his machinations. With one last thrust, he inserts the fat meat inside the hole, pushing his length halfway inside and leaving the other half outside to torment her further.

[Void-Effect]

His cock filled her completely, Causing her to gasp out her nails digging into the canvas beneath her palms, but she didn't whine, beg, or writhe in desperation, she refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing her lose control. She focused on controlling her breathing, slowing her heart rate, and refusing to let her mind spiral into panicked submission.

As he push into her with that last thrust, she would shuddered in a controlled faction as she bite her lips, holding back the moan that nearly escaped from her lips “haaa…that’s….all you got?” She taunt him as she wiggle her ass and squeeze on the cock, dating and taunting him, attempt to take back sliver of control.

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Ivan groans as Morgan's tight pussy engulfs him, her walls clamping down deliciously on his dick. He rolls his hips slowly, savoring the sensation of her squeezing around his girth.

"That's it, keep talking tough," he taunts back, undeterred by her bravado. Gripping her hips firmly, he starts to pump steadily, sawing his dick in and out of her. Each powerful thrust bottoms out inside her, his pelvis slapping lewdly against her plush cheeks.

"And here I thought you'd be begging by now," Ivan sneers, punctuating his words with particularly forceful drives of his cock. Wet squelches fill the room as he pounds her pussy, chasing his own pleasure even as he torments hers.

One hand slides up her spine to fist in her hair, tugging sharply to arch her back and change the angle of penetration.

Meanwhile, Yukino shyly peeked through her fingers before helping in embarrassment at seeing the two have sex in front of her.

She might have signed up in the wrong profession.

[Void-Effect]

The sharp yank on her hair forced her head back, cause her to groan and follow by a silent snarl, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of a scream or a plea, even if the angle is uncomfortable and painful, while the cock is pounding shamelessly against her wet pussy as she let out wordless gasp.

Her internal muscles clamped down on him, milking him with each thrust as she felt the heat generated by their body, their sweat dripping on her body but she refuse to even glance at him

“…is…that all you got?”

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Ivan grits his teeth, impressed by Morgan's tenacity even as she takes his rough treatment. Determined to break her facade, he doubles his efforts, pistoning his hips harder and faster. The obscene slap of flesh echoes throughout the room as he rails into her mercilessly.

"Bet you wish you could ride my cock instead of getting used like a cheap toy," he taunts viciously, reaching around to maul her bouncing breasts roughly. He then followed it up by roughly ripping her bra off.

Yukino blinks, looking flustered and unsure as she watches Ivan pound away at Morgan's helpless form. Her eyes widen at the crude display of raw sex unfolding before her.

What AM I supposed to do?

In truth, Yukino has no idea. As a newcomer LAW, she finds herself woefully unprepared for such a situation. Her training thus far consisted mostly of the basics and moves, nothing that prepared her for THIS.

Perhaps... perhaps she could help bring Morgan closer to her peak? After all, the goal IS to make her opponent submit somehow, right?

[Void-Effect]

The sudden rip of her bra sent a jolt of cold air across her chest, but Morgan barely flinched. She watched the scrap of lace bra fall to the mat with disdain, angry at him and at herself for letting this happen, even as her nipples hardened under the chill. Ivan was clearly frustrated by her lack of a breakdown, and his insults were becoming more desperate

Cheap toy? The thought flickered through her mind as she bit her lips. Such a taunt simply fuels her anger as she is tempted to headbutt him, but he is a judge after all; she can't do what she wants for now, but she'll look for an opportunity.

As he reached around to maul her breasts, his large hands bruising her soft skin, Morgan turned her head and glared at him, with a blush on her face, yet she still maintained her calm, or at least, tried to.

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Ivan meets Morgan's glare with a smirk, unfazed by her attempts to maintain composure. He pinches and twists her nipples harshly, determined to provoke a reaction.

"I wonder what your fans would think if they saw you taking it like this. Getting dominated by a ref?"

He punctuated his words with especially brutal thrusts, aiming to jar loose whatever resolve remained. Leaning in close, he inhales deeply near her neck, catching the scent of her arousal mingling with sweat.

"Smells like you're loving every second of this 'punishment'," he taunts.

Suddenly, his rhythm falters as his balls draw up tight. With a guttural groan, Ivan buries himself to the hilt inside Morgan one final time. His cock pulses violently as thick ropes of cum shoot deep within her womb.

"Fuck..." he growls, grinding against her ass as he empties his heavy load. Wave after wave of cum floods her insides, painting her inner walls white with his release.

After several long moments, Ivan finally finishes. Slowly, he withdraws his semi-hard cock with a wet pop, watching in dark satisfaction as his cum begins leaking out of her gaping, well-used hole.

Ivan stands abruptly, dragging Morgan up with him. She stumbles slightly, weak-kneed from the intense fucking but he held her up, restraining her with his arms which are still groping her tits.

"Time to resume our match," he announces gleefully. To Yukino, he commands: "Lick up every drop of my cum from her. Now!"

He keeps Morgan restrained, both arms locked around her as he spreads her legs with his knees. This leaves her dripping pussy on full display, rivulets of pearly white seed oozing out while his still rigid shaft beneath.

Yukino hesitates for a moment, glancing between Morgan's spread legs. Taking a deep breath, she nods once before moving forward on unsteady legs. Kneeling between Morgan's feet, Yukino leans in tentatively...

And extends her tongue to lap delicately at the base of Morgan's pussy where Ivan's cum drips out. Yukino closes her eyes and focuses on cleaning the sticky fluid from Morgan's folds, lapping gently upward towards her clit. She tries to ignore the taste and texture, concentrating solely on following instructions.