Team Edgeworks [D] vs Allison Tumbleweed

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Finally, everything was going her way. After an embarrassing performance for them by Mikoto, and the frustrating ease Allison seemed to have with not just the masochist, but also the one and only Killer-chan, a nickname she earned for the innumerable women she pleasured into unconsciousness and others she broke beneath her heal, the blond bimbo finally was in her place where she belonged. Putty in her hands, part of her fearing what the Canadian had planned while her body no doubt wanted and craved whatever she had in store. Her lipstick would make sure Allison would stay like that, feel her tight costume rub her most intimate parts with each movement as Clair had her way.

Oh, the look on the aroused bitch's face as she understood what Clair had done. The anger that tried to break through her sudden lust. A fire so much weaker than the sensual blaze that overtook her body, trying to maybe deny what she felt and knew to be true. It made Clair so fucking wet, knowing how useless it would be with her sexual venom coursing through her. "How adorable you think I'd care~" With her opponent weakened now, the sadist pressed against Allison's body. Not just pressed against, as her hand tightened its grip and her palm robbed at her crotch she would try to walk forward, guiding the cowgirl back to the center of the ring like a puppet on a stick. "Long as I win, get to add another notch on my belt of conquests, rules matter as much as your resistance does~"

Standing on her tiptoes if they reached the center, she would start grinding her body up against the middleweights. Mushrooming her smaller breasts against the cow's bigger udders and rubbing them together, sliding and pressing her bottoms against Allison's own as she gave her groin another tight squeeze, all punctuating her power over the physically stronger woman. Clair leaned her head forward, nibbling, licking, and sucking at the cowgirl's ear, and speaking in her sexiest, huskiest tone. "We can do one of two things, cow. I put you into a simple hold, you tap immediately, and then I'll give you all the pleasure your body feels like it can't live without." To accentuate her point, she'd stop everything entirely, denying all the fuel for the fire Allison wanted for only a handful of seconds. If the cow tried anything in that time, tried to press against her in anyway the sadist would back away.

"Or, we do this the fun way~" As if the pause hadn't occured, the Canadian began her grinding and rubbing once again, working Allison up but just denying her enough to keep her from orgasming. "You keep trying to fight it all, deny your body what it hungers for. Meanwhile Mikoto and I take you all over the ring, making you cum over and over and over until I'm satisfied. Until you can no longer think of anything but sex and crave the night of pleasure we'll be giving you when we take you back with us~" She then started nibbling at Allison's ear again, clouding her mind more and more by the second.

Clair knew the type of girl this cow was. A prideful woman who would never let herself surrender, who couldn't allow herself to accept such an offer. But it no doubt must have sounded tempting in her state. To achieve release after her teasing. To give in and get taken care of. Clair really wanted her to take the easy way out.

But she would absolutely LOVE if she refused.

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There were a multitude of things Allison wanted to do when the realization of what her opponent had done finally clicked inside of her head. Things ranging from her locking the minute blonde in an agonizing hold with no end in sight, not even releasing even as the girl begged for mercy. To simply just pounding her into the dirt until her face resembled that of ground hamburger.

And at the moment, it was that anger and Rhodes thoughts that carried her even as every other feeling begged for more of the ecstatic pleasure that was being fed to her. Even as she was pushed back into the center of the ring the cowgirl tried to resist by attempting to pry Clair’s hand from between her legs. But with each squeeze and rub Allison would find her strength draining out of her and leaving her just holding onto the blondes arm and little else.

The cowgirl couldn’t stop her head from falling back and letting out a long guttural moan as she felt Clair grind her way up her body. Her breasts rubbing against the cowgirls heaving own, her crotch pressing against hers and pinning both her arms and the blondes arm in place. The suckling kisses that traveled up her throat and nibbled against her ear. All punctuated by the sinful commands Clair uttered out.

And then she stopped, her rubbing, her grinding, everything. And Allison panted like a cat in heat. Her nipples pressing against her top and becoming just another sign of just how under the drugs control. Swallowing thickly, the cowgirl would try to get her mind back into focus. Ignore all the feelings and plan a route of attack that would end this match as soon as possible before the drug fully took over.

Only for Clair to come right back and for the cowgirls plan to go out the window as she let out another series of moans escape her lips whilst Clair laid out her plan. Even then, Allison tried to focus past it and choke out a few choice words.

”If y-you think I’m g-gonna-Mmmmm!”

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Oh this was too good. She had expected there to be some fire in Allison after learning what was going on. Aware of all the sensations in her body, desperately trying to breath as she drowned in pleasure. It was just so easy, Clair practically walked to the middle of the ring. And what made it all so much better was the feeling of the cowgirl's body against her own. There was a softness to her supple skin that betrayed the powerful muscles that lay beneath. And the feel of her nipples poking through her top and into her own chest was just wonderful.

And the cherry on top was the southerner's look when Clair stopped everything at once. Allison was already deep under her influence, and her red face panting, addicted to her touch even if she couldn't admit it. It was the perfect prelude to her moaning like the bitch she was when Clair started all over again. It was such a delicious sound, only to be ruined by words the cow could barely utter. out. Well, at least it had been the response she wanted, so there was that comfort.

"Resistance, is it~? Great choice~" Clair stopped again, keeping herself pressed against her horned up opponent. But she did pull away just enough to let go of the southerner's groin finally. "Giving me just what I wanted like this~ Thank you~" She said with a sensual growl, biting hard on the taller blond's neck and sucking to leave a nice, dark hickey. She was going to leave her mark, just one for now, as a perfect prelude to what was to come.

After all, before she would give Allison all the pleasure she wanted, Clair had to repay some of the pain she had felt.

Her hands wrapped around the cowgirl, squeezing to keep her still while she reared one leg back. "Tell me which you'll feel here~ Pain, or just pleasure~" With a mighty swing, the sadistic blond kneed Allison right in the baby maker as hard as she could. The crowd audibly winced at the attack, no doubt many feeling sorry for the southerner. But that would only be a prelude, as the Canadian lifted Allison up off the ground, only slightly, before dropping her down crotch first onto her knee. And then she repeated the motion for a second one, her hold ensuring that Allison couldn't get away from her.

If it worked she would surely hear the cow cry out, and the sadist would shiver at the sound. Whether it was pain or pleasure, she wouldn't care. They sounded the same to her, and made her equally wet. "Mm~ So good~" While not completely satisfied, she had a lot of time to play with Allison. Might as well keep the sensual assault up, she figured.

Clair's hold lightened as her hands worked on removing Allison's top from her, hoping to reveal her chest so she could start giving it some more direct stimulation. All the while she would move her knee back and forth against Allison's covered pussy, as if to sooth it after its beating. There was much, much more in store for the cowgirl, and Clair wanted her to fear whatever she would do next. Would she be harsh once more? More gentle? Tease her? Go straight for the kill? Or none of the above? Oh how much fun Allison must be having immersed in the fog of lust, despite herself.

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The pleasurable poison that was running through her veins was overwhelming. No matter how much Allison’s mind fought back, her body was constantly begging to just give in and to let the ecstasy consume her. But the cowgirl was too stubborn to ever let something like that happen, which is why she was doing everything she could to fight against the drugs effects.

Yet while she was doing her best to win the battle inside of her own body. Clair looked like she had already won the war and was now taking her time to enjoy the spoils. Allison had no idea how much the grip on her crotch affected her until she felt Clair’s hand finally release. Her lips letting out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding only to suck it back in as she felt the blondes teeth mark her throat.

The bite would send the cowgirls body into a frenzy, yet that was nothing compared to what came next. As with what felt like the force of a falling star, Clair’s knee would drill into Allison’s crotch with full force! The cowgirls body straitened, her eyes bugged out and her mouth opened and closed only for no sound to come out aside from a choked mewl. The mix of pain and pleasure seemingly putting her body back to factory settings.

And yet, before she could even begin to grasp what had happened. Clair would yank her down onto her knee for another brutal blow to her crotch in the form of an atomic drop. Once again a choked moan was all that could come out of the drugged up cowgirl. Her body flopping back and being saved from falling only thanks to Clair’s tender hold. Allison’s arms limp and hanging at her sides.

The cowgirls eyes looked like they were halfway rolled up as her head hung back. But that wouldn’t stop the moans that would travel up her throat as she felt her battered sex beginning to grind against Clair’s supple thigh. Even as the blonde removed her top, her treatment of Allison’s sex would continue without any sign of stopping. And soon enough the cowgirls hips would begin to buck.

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The sounds the cowgirl made were so beautiful. Allison's mental struggle as her body gave in to her erotic toxin, each choke mewl as Clair's knee connected and battered the taller blond's pussy. And the way the bitch's limp body fell so delicately in the Canadian's arms, eyes almost rolled back, arms limp at her side, moaning and bucking like the bitch in heat she was just form some pussy ass grinding. Clair could barely stop herself from cumming right then and there.

"This is almost too good to be good~" Clair said, looking down on the bitch. "Is my little love drug that potent you're about to get off from a little rubbing~?" She'd give a sadistic giggle, stopping everything altogether and harshly shoving her off her leg and onto the ground. The Canadian would take in the sight before her, biting her lip at the lovely sight before her. Not as beautiful as Clair planned to leave her soon enough, but it was a great one nonetheless. Allison would be on the ground, trying to catch her breath as her bared breasts rising and falling and limbs splayed about, as if she were an offering for some divine, or infernal even, being.

"And to think you were such a strong woman just so short ago~" Clair sat upon the cowgirl's stomach, each hand grabbing a handful of her victim's breasts and giving them the same harsh squeezes she had given them before. "Now look at you, a cow waiting to be milked by the superior woman~" She'd change from squeezes to digging her nails in and pulling back to leave dark red marks, trailing down to her nipples. "All that's missing is a nice, long, moo~ Can you do that for this degenerate crowd~" The sadist pinched Allison's nipples hard, pulling back them as far as she could get them to stretch, before letting them go to jiggle back into place. She would then start all over again, going from the harsh squeezes, to the raking, and then the nipples.

Calling this 'winning the war' seemed to be an underestimate, with how dominant Clair seemed to be. She knew she could take all the time she wanted, and the southerner could only lie there and take it. And until Clair was satisfied with herself, that was how Allison was going to be for as long as the Canadian willed it.

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Allison’s body was going into overload. As if every nerve in her beautiful frame was firing on all cylinders and replacing all feelings (pain most of all) into mind numbing pleasure. When Clair’s knee slammed into her crotch not once but twice, it was if the cowgirl had become a toy that was suddenly turned back to factory reset. Her mind briefly shutting off as it tried to comprehend to multitude of sensations it was feeling.

By the time her brain had finally rebooted, she realized that she was now laying on the cool canvas of the ring. No longer riding Clair’s thigh like a bucking horse, though her hips seemed to be late on getting the memo if the continued twitching a small bucks were any indication. Yet before Allison could even try to start recuperating, she would feel Clair’s weight settle on her belly and grab a handful of her now bared breasts.

The spike of pleasure being all the cowgirl needed to know. Even now she was still under the drugs influence, and Clair planned to play with her for as long as possible. Her hands gripping the cowgirls breasts and pulling on them every which way! Leaving long red trails straight to her perked up nipples that she would then pull and snap back into place in a lewd cycle of pain and pleasure.

”Iyahh! Haaann! Mmmm! Fuuuu!” Moaning was all the cowgirl could do. Even as her arms pathetically pawed at Clair’s arms, there was little to no strength in them. She was too busy fighting against her own body to truly fight back against her opponents devious plans.

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Clair wanted to laugh at the sight. So bold, so strong, so confident. That was how the crowd had seen Allison for so much of the match, and now here she lay beneath the sadistic Canadian. The emerald smear across her lips, lines of red across the southerner's breasts to her perky peaks, her pitiful pawing at the smaller blond's masterful, pain inducing hands away. Not to mention the lovely sounds this cow was making, music that resounded beautifully in Clair's ears. She wanted to hear every strained moan, each cry of pleasure the southerner fruitlessly fought to keep hidden.

But maybe the taller blond was making a good point? After all, her hips had been so lonely after the Canadian's oh so tender playing with not long ago.

"You poor, poor cow~? I've been trying to milk you, but you must be wanting a more direct touch, aren't you~?" Clair innocently asked, completely mismatched with her cruel smile. Leaning back a little, one of her hands reached behind her and slipped past Allison's lower layers and gave her hidden sex a nice little rub. "Oh my~ You must be a bigger masochist than my pet to be this wet~" The two in the ring knew how untrue the statement was, but the crowd watching the shift in dominance wouldn't. All they'd have to go off of was Clair's statement and what they saw before them. How would that hurt Allison's pride, if it even did, the Canadian had to wonder.

Pulling her hand away from its teasing, Clair would make a show of licking her digits clean of any juices they had accumulated. "Mm, I'll have to let you get a taste later~ Hehe~" She had originally planned to keep the teasing up, maybe try and get the cowgirl so worked up her lust filled mind would feel it had no choice but to seek reprieve by her own fingers. But after getting a taste of her prey, Clair decided that her own hand would be a much better way to start Allison's pleasurable torture.

The Canadian moved from her seat, giving each of the cow's tits a harsh slap soon after. While she was certain the little teasing would give her enough time, a nice reminder of the venom's effects would hopefully keep any ideas of resisting at bay. Clair would soon begin to remove the last layers of Allison's outfit, leaving her bare. It'd be a shame if the crowd couldn't see her honey dripping from her needy sex. Not to mention Clair wanted to show off her prize to the likely jealous crowd.

Tossing the clothes to the side, the Canadian would move behind her prey and sat her up. "How's it feel, getting put on display for these perverted ingrates like this~?" Her legs snaked towards the southerner's own, pushing them aside and spreading them wide for easier access and giving an unobstructed view of her pussy. The Canadian would even reach her left hand around, spreading Allison's lower lips nice and wide. "So wet~ So ready for real stimulation~ I'm almost tempted to stop now, give you one last chance to tap instead of become a sex-hungry slut." Her playful tone dropped, her right hand moving and squeezing hard on the southerner's chest like it were a stress ball.

"But you wouldn't learn your place if I did that, would you cow."

Akin to a scorpion's sting, two fingers thrust into her waiting sex and moved in and out with painful speeds. She was done playing at the moment. Now was the time for the predator to sink her teeth into her prey. Go for the kill that would extinguish any fight left in the cowgirl. Clair wanted to break Allison as she was pushed to the edge of pleasure and beyond. The perfect reward for making the Canadian and her little girl look like pathetic jobbers. So she'd keep up her pleasure and pain assault, resting her chin on her prey's shoulder to see her expression as she worked her further and further up until her eventual climax.

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Any attempts that the cowgirl made to rally herself, to fight back against both the intoxicating poison inside of her and the sadistic blonde on top of her was met with absolute failure. Her strength flushing away with every pull and squeeze of her breasts by Clair’s fingers. Such gropes that earlier would have had little effect other than an annoying pain were now cranked to eleven! Turning everything sensation she felt into pure pleasure.

The cowgirl continued to moan constantly, her cries of ecstasy only increasing when she felt one of Clair’s hands finally leave one of her breasts only to slip underneath her shorts and rub against the steaming sex underneath. The feeling of it all causing the cowgirls breath to hitch whilst her hips gave a needy buck. No matter how much her mind denied it, her body was already giving in.

It overloaded her brain and left her in an unseeable fog. She barely heard what her opponent was saying, only that she felt the weight on her belly leave her and the feeling of her shorts being pulled down her long, toned legs. It was only when she was sat up with Clair pressing against her back did the cowgirl realize that not only was she naked, but being put on display for everyone to see!

Yet before Allison could say a word or curse at her cheating rival. Clair’s hand found it’s way to her bare sopping sex. The cowgirls body stiffening from the contact as a low mewl blew past her lips. She knew what was coming and she knew that there was no way she was ready for it. But there was nothing she could do to stop it as Clair’s fingers primed against her entrance before piercing through!

”Ah! AAAAAHHNNNNNN!!! Oh Oh OH! FFFFFUUUUCKKK!!” She screamed as her overly sensitive body struggled to understand the amount of pleasure that was running through her nervous system! Her eyes were the widest they had ever been as her hips rocked and bucked like she was riding a race horse! And with how close she was to the edge before, it took no time at all for the inevitable to happen.

“IYAHHHNNNN!!!!!” she screamed as her juices burst from her sex in what could be said was a climax of the ages! One that felt as though lasted an eternity to the blonde cowgirl. But when it eventually ended, she would sag against Clair’s a panting wreck. Her former strength now blown in the wind.

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Simply incredible. It was a sight Clair never got tired of. The look of a proud girl cumming against her talented digits, the shudder that overtook their entire body as their heightened sensitivities gave into her. And all thanks to just a little overload of endorphins and oxytocin from her cocktail lipstick. The Canadian kept pumping her fingers and groping as Allison came, keeping her high on pleasure as long as possible. No point letting such a huge orgasm go to waste, after all.

When the cowgirl couldn't stay up any longer and finally slumped into a mess against the smaller blond, Clair finally removed her fingers, slowly as to keep the feeling on the bitch's mind. "My, my~ That was truly wonderful, cow~" She said, bringing her cum stained fingers and patting Allison's cheek mockingly. "It's going to take a lot of work for me to top that, but I'm certain you must be looking forward to that~" Her digits dragged and left a trail as they slipped into Allison's mouth, pumping in and out as they had her pussy. She was trying to force the cowgirl to not only get a taste of herself, but also clean her digits of the remaining juices.

And following, as a show of her dominance, the sadist leaned her head and licked up the trail she had left behind. There'd be time to leave more of a mess on the bitch's face after, and for the moment it seemed a waste to leave it there for now. Not to mention it would make the humiliating sight that much worse. Showcasing Allison as the prize she was to Clair, as if the bitch had already tapped out and was just waiting to be taken back to become her POW. Oh, and Mikoto's too, she guessed.

Once she was satisfied all was well, the sadist released her hold on Allison and stood up, letting the cowgirl drop completely to the ground. Her foot pressed against her prey's cheek, grinding the sole of her shoe into the southerner's face. "Where's the high and mighty spirit now, hm~? I give you the orgasm of your life, let all these degenerate fools watch as you come, and suddenly it's all gone~?" Her foot lifted and stomped down hard, wanting to hear another moan tear from the formerly proud slut's throat. "Maybe we should have made this an 'I Quit' match or something and let you and Mikoto just go at it~ See who the bigger masochist between you two bitches is." Her words were followed by a triumphant laugh, confident that the rest of the match was going to be a public showing of what the cowgirl could expect once Clair was finally satisfied.

"Speaking of, how about we let her have a turn, hm~? Now wouldn't that be humiliating, having her force you to cum after how easily you handled her~" The idea sounded quite enjoyable, actually. Plus it'd give Clair plenty of time to think of how she could one up herself and make Allison kick herself some more. With her non existent guard, the smaller blond would lean down and grab the taller blond's yellow locks, planning to drag her over by them to her corner so the two bitches could have a happy, masochistic fuck fest in the ring.

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Allison didn’t know how long the orgasm lasted truthfully. Her brain may have skipped a few steps on account of it frying inside of her skull. All that she knew was that when it finally ended she sagged like a bag in the wind. Panting and bucking as she leaned against the sadistic blonde that had put her into this state in the first place. Too weak to wipe the smug smile off the bitch’s face.

Her eyes were still closed after the climax came to an end, like she was wading through an endless dream. But they began to open when she felt Clair’s soaked fingers drag a trail along her face. Then she felt them slip inside her gasping mouth and she was forced to come to the horrific realization that her sadistic opponent was forcing her to taste her own juices!

And the worst part was that she couldn’t do anything about it!

At least, that’s what she thought at first. But as the shorter blonde continued to talk and lick along her neck, Allison could feel her strength slowly making a return. The numbness of the aphrodisiac was seeping away and she was beginning to regain control of her limbs. Allison didn’t know how long this would take, but she needed to not let Clair know. She’d more than likely just reapply the lipstick if she believed that Allison was pushing the toxins from her systems.

So the cowgirl let the brat have her fun. Let her pose and stomp on her face and act like she was queen of the world. The cowgirl simply bided her time, allowing her strength to return and an opportunity to present itself. And eventually, it did when Clair grabbed her by the hair and dragged her up to her hands and knees. Even now the brat wanted to humiliate the cowgirl.

But enough was enough.

Suddenly Allison would stop despite Clair’s tugging. Slowly her arm would reach up and grab hold of the smaller blondes in a vice grip. Followed by the cowgirl slowly rising to her feet, her eyes glaring holes into the sadists head. ”My turn.” She whispered before suddenly yanking Clair towards her where she would shoot her opposite arm out with the intent of taking the blondes head off with a clothesline from hell!