L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Mio's feebled body tried to writhe and struggle in one last spurt of energy but the firmly tensed form of Tatsuta easily withstood. A softened and desperate body met physical diligence that would not bend no matter how severe the outburst of ecstasy Mio experienced. Her attempts at bucking and spasming were nearly nonexistent; her legs might've kicked and head swayed but from the side all one could see (once Suzuya and Yuudachi moved away) was the feeble squirm of soft and pasty flesh against that powerfully mature body.

Slowly, Tatsuta pulled away and sweaty skin slowly unstuck. The bonds that restrained Mio's legs would be undone by Takao and Nagato, letting her slide flattened and slimy to the ground. All five women surrounded their fallen opponent, quite pleased with their work and some still quite eager for more. Yet victory was victory. All five girls would gradually look towards the camera, winking and blowing kisses but it wasn't long before their attention was turned towards Mio.

"You did a good job for a plaything." Takao said, nudging her with a foot. "But I'm afraid it's someone else's turn to enjoy you now. Sleep well... you'll be in for a surprise when they come~"

Released from her restrains and laid on the mats, Mio felt her consciousness slipping away as she gazed at the divine like figures surrounding hers. The manner in which her orgasms had been drawn from her in tonight's occasion was particularly draining, even if she's someone who could endure a lot. Before she completely fading out, she heard Takao's comment, and a weak, submissive smile were drawn on her blushing face as she's slowly closing her eyes. She wasn't sure what the woman meant with her words, but for now, she's too tired to even think, wanting a bit of rest instead.