L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ten seconds. It's amazing how much can happen in so little time. How quickly you can get those chemicals pumping.

Dalia kept her hold on Maura well-measured. On the lighter side when that fire was still running through her veins, then shifting to a closer embrace once she was calm. She casted a smile down at her, relishing that look that Maura gave her. Before she could even vocalize it, it spoke loud and clear of her understanding of Dalia's power. How easily it could ruin her, and how fortunate she was to spared that fate. The word "goddess" was at the forefront of both of their minds. She could feel it.

"I had to test you." Dalia began. "You're gonna have to be able to handle some squeezing if I'm gonna keep you. It's a part of my brand. And now that you've held up your end of the bargain, it's time I hold up mine." She'd release Maura from her embrace, then tell her..."Turn around and take off your panties. Show me what you're working with."

"M-mhh... yes, Dalia-sama," Maura nodded.

After a moment to adjust her breathing a little more, the smaller girl turned around and slid down her underwear. She made a little show of it by wiggling her hips and legs every now and then, making the process a little slower. As excited as she was for her reward, she still had a client to entertain after all.

Once she's finally exposed herself, Dalia was presented by an already hard shaft, twitching for attention. The size itself wasn't really impressive or anything. Maura could feel herself blushing as she showed Dalia her part, her eyes already wandering back and forth to the woman's feet.

Dalia crawled on over to the comfort of the cloudlike pillows at the head of the bed while Maura stood to begin her show, watching on with interest. Her movements were fluid and graceful, and gave Dalia the impression that she had a specific song in her mind to dance to. Whatever it was, she liked the rhythm it brought out of her.

It came to an end fast enough to feel anticlimactic, with Maura just sliding her panties right down. Her reddening face told Dalia a potential reason why. One that isn't uncommon among clients outside of the erotic wrestling business. Those with penises sometimes worry about being enough for her.

Fortunately for them, she isn't a size queen. From the rare micropenis to the equally rare monster that she wouldn't even try to put in any of her entrances, she's willing to work with them all. Maura? Dalia would note with a satisfied hum, "Nice." Average size, open for anything. Or as she'd state, "We can have a lot of fun with that."

Maura took a seat, eyes taking anticipatory flicks toward her feet. Dalia wouldn't keep her waiting, starting with a tender stroke with a single sole along the underside of the shaft. Gradually applying more pressure, using her reaction to gauge when it was just right.

"Like that?"

Her steady stare and sultry smirk would make it clear that this was only the beginning.

"Aah..." Maura moaned immediately as she felt Dalia's initial touch on the underside of her throbbing rod. "Y-yes, Dalia-sama..."

She arched herself slightly, feeling a little shiver running through her back. It's often the light and slow touches that got the immediate impact. More importantly, it left her wanting for more, Much more. Hell, Dalia could just hold her feet and order Maura to hump them silly, and she'd do it without hesitation. When a goddess like Dalia graced her with her attention, she'd definitely try to make the most out of it.

"You'd better. You won't find feet that are any better than these."

Dalia only needed a few seconds to notice that Maura liked an extensive tease. So she kept the contact light and slow. Once she figured that out, she experimented with her pussy, adding it to her foot's back and forth. She kept it fairly consistent there with a teasing stroke, but would occasionally add more pressure or quicken her pace when her foot crossed it during its travels. See what she liked.

Once she gathered all the info she needed, the Black Widow would introduce her other foot and put everything together. Going over the list again and again...

"Tell me how they feel, Maura." Dalia commanded, with a stare that burned right into her. The kind you just couldn't look away from. She pushed all of her buttons in the right order...

"I wanna hear it!"

With exactly the right amount of pressure on each one.

"Tell me how much you love my feet!"

"Nnnhh...!" Maura wriggled some more as Dalia used her foot to tease her womanhood as well.

Little by little, the teasing starting to feel almost torturous. Dalia wasn't even edging her, just stirring her arousal, with occasional quick increase in pressure that made the stimulation even more maddening. Maura's breathing was getting heavier, and her expression twisted and contorted every now and then when Dalia hit a sweet spot or applied the right amount of pressure. Her eyes locked onto Dalia's, revealing how aroused she was from her goddess' teasing.

"They... feel amazing, Dalia-sama... h-haaann...!" she moaned and panted. "I love Dalia-sama's feet...! Mmmhh...!"

She could only wonder just how much more of this she could take. To lose control from anything her goddess do to her, to be so easily being made to cum again and again on her whim. Just the thought alone already fueling her arousal even further!

"I... i-if you keep going... I... nngg..." her voice becoming rather quiet and she bit her lips lightly, her cheeks blushing deeper.