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Chapt. 14

Things 'Cum' to a Head

Ama-arhus stood in a pitch black room deep into and below her apartments, gazing unsmiling at a communications disc glowing in the center of the blackness. There was an image in the glowing disc.
"How did you know how strong a cast you could make upon her 'curse'?" a sparkling, young girl's voice came from the disc.
"I didn't. Guessed. It didn't matter. I wanted to prove to that Assassin that she couldn't ignore me! So help me…tell your Sisterhood that she's in my control now! I'll make her lose the tournament if she doesn't change her tune! So help me!"
"But she could lose control!…"
"So what? All these girls here, lesbian or not, all want some action with the equipment she's hauling around. Only thing different will be they might get their wish to come true when it wasn't…convenient…"
"She could lose control of her curse, damn it Ama-arhus! She could really hurt someone! Hell, she could fuck them brain dead without breaking a sweat!"
"What's done has been done. Can't change that, even if I wanted…"
"There will be repercussions, Ama-arhus, the Sisterhood demand it…"
"Hey, there better not be any escalation here! Proportional is all I will tolerate…"
"It will be proportional, Ama-arhus! And it will come soon! And if Carmine loses control of her curse and harms a contestant…you will be held responsible!"
"Oh? Yeah. Sure. Whatever."
Ama-arhus flicked her wrist and the image of a very angry Sappho flashed out of existence. She turned around to took at one of her Mages alongside an elongated, gold embroidered box. Clearly it was made of ancient and permanent wood, probably oak, held together by heavy iron braces and nails. The gold merely hid most of the ugly iron reinforcement.
She had been told that it was already half an eon old. But it had been built to last four times that.
Ama-arhus faced the Mage. "So, this is my new champion? I am incorrect or is that thing a coffin?"
The Mage nodded. "Indeed, Mistress, it is a coffin."
"Is my champion inside?"
Again the Mage nodded.
"How can she be my champion if she is already dead and buried?"
"Indeed, Mistress, she is dead…" She was abruptly interrupted by a sharp creak.
It was so loud and sudden it made Ama-arhus jump. Then she saw slim, pale fingers with blood red fingernails slip between the coffin and its lid. They drew up the lid, revealing slim, pale arms. In the darkened room that was all that was visible until the lid was fully vertical and the occupant sat up in its coffin.
To a gawking Ama-arhus the occupant was instantly and dramatically described as, in a word, 'beautiful', but in a most unnatural way. But there was no doubt in the Goddess' mind that this was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen!
At the least, she seemed to be!
With first sight Ama-arhus' heart immediately went out to the creature: Straight totally black hair to halfway down her back, a pale face with protruding cheekbones, a fine, pointed nose, firm jaw line and pointed chin, large (like an owl's) eyes with a slight red tint to them, and a thin, blood red mouth.
She rose to her feet in her coffin as if being pulled up, then turned to face Ama-arhus.
The Goddess loudly and embarrassingly gasped at the creatures pale body.
She wore a simple one piece 'suit' that consisted of two inch wide strips of elastic material that draped over each shoulder to join at her loins with a ridiculously small panty that literally hugged her clearly bald pussy. In the back, no doubt, was only butt floss. The 'suit' covered only the pussy and nipples, and left everything else bare to the world.
But Ama-arhus recognized her as a 'her' from one outstanding characteristic: Tits! Tits for miles, it seemed at first glance. Perfectly conical, the plump breasts defied gravity as only a metaphysical being's could. They were completely and magnificently bare save for her nipples which were conveniently covered by the shoulder draping straps of her 'suit'.
"So," Ama-arhus said to the Mage who had taken two hasty steps away from the coffin, "she was found in the Outer Lands?"
A knife-like voice suddenly pierced the Goddess' skull, "I can talk for myself, thank you Ama-arhus!"
Quickly looking at the creature, the Goddess noted how wet she had become between the legs (Ama-arhus was still in her 'female' guise). She had become wet only after hearing that vibrating crystal-like voice After a moment to calm her racing heart ("She was so aroused!" she thrilled. It had been so long since someone…some-thing had aroused her so much!), she replied, "Indeed! Forgive me. I am not in the habit of addressing the dead. You clearly are not human?"
"Indeed!" she replied, gracefully stepping out of her coffin. "I am…or was! I am of the undead! Which technically is a human trait…rare, but definitely human."
"Explain," a suddenly sweaty Goddess said.
"I am Vampirella. A vampire."
Ama-arhus turned to the Mage, "Report!"
"Vampires are a special curse on humans, originating, probably, from ancient Greek demiGods in Northern Greece. They cannot tolerate sunlight, function only at night or in dark places, and must suck blood from living creatures, mostly other humans, to survive."
"Ah, vampires, of course!" Ama-arhus finally recalled. She looked back at the vampire and a sudden, and strong, thought filled her mind, gripping her: An almost unstoppable urge to climb back into that coffin with Vampirella.
Vampirella noticed the fascination in the Goddess and spoke. "We hunt by using sexual attractiveness as our snare. Do be warned, Goddess, that just being in my presence can be a powerful aphrodisiac."
Taking a deep breath, Ama-arhus willed her near out of control lusts to subside. "Thank you," she replied.
"I learned long ago not to bite the neck of my employer! Now, you have a mission for me…Mistress?"
Ama-arhus smiled with the vampire's acknowledgment of her status. "A contestant in this tournament is of the Miroku, a group of sex ninja's trained in sex fighting. She must be eliminated…but in the ring! I want you to defeat her…in the ring. Can you do it?"
"Its how I hunt, and I haven't failed yet…" she ended by stepping towards Ama-arhus, who stiffened in alarm.
Suddenly the Goddess' vision was lost in Vampirella's blood red eyes. The vampire stepped right up to Ama-arhus, their eyes locked. No sooner had Vampirella stopped, the tips of their jutting tits just touching, than Ama-arhus, with a desperate sounding moan, spontaneously reached out and cupped both of the vampire's surprisingly hot tits. For a long moment she stood there, staring at those tits while her hands mauled and milked them, admiring their firmness and warmth and arousing perfection.
Then the vampire ran the tip of her index finger over Ama-arhus' own tits, right through the near transparent cloth she wore.
Both nipples exploded into near painful erection from just one pass.
As she trailed that forefinger down between her tits and over her belly, Vampirella moved in and kissed the Goddess on her throat, right atop her Jugular.
Ama-arhus, in-spite of knowing herself that a vampire cannot suck blood from a Goddess, shuddered vividly as mad flashes of quite uncontrollable lust surged through her.
Vampirella kissed her again, giving her the slightest nip with what had to be razor sharp canines.
Instantly liquid fire surged through her, originating from the tiny skin breaks those fangs had created.
"My saliva is a hypnotic aphrodisiac, virtually irresistible to mortals…" she studied Ama-arhus' sweat streaked face as her finger slipped over the Goddess' jutting sex mound. "…and maybe Goddess' too?" she added.
Her finger slipped past the mound and brushed across the Goddess' fully engorged clit…
"Believe me now, Mistress?" she added into Ama-arhus' ear as her finger did a quick circle of the divine sex button.
"AAAHHH! Yes!" Ama-arhus screamed, jerking her hips back, getting distance between her jumping clit and that demonic finger! But it was too late as she fell into belly heaving, hip jerking multiple orgasm, "Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt!"
After a good minute of massive and delicious, untouched orgasm, Ama-arhus calmed enough to speak, "You'll do! You'll do! You're hired! Damn, you'll do!"

Carmine leaned against the moisture beaded wall of the Tournament shower stall, eyes closed in delicious, unasked for, and almost unwanted bliss while her fingernails frantically scraped against the wet tiles covering the wall, uselessly trying to get a hand hold.
She had meekly followed an all too triumphant Lilith to the showers after her ignominious defeat, the Succubus guiding her, partially dragging her, by her dominating grip on Carmine's over foot long and still semi-erect cock. As they travelled down the walkway leading from the ring towards the showers located under the raised seats of the 'combat' arena, Carmine's hands resting upon Lilith's straight, strong shoulders, numerous other, strange hands took the opportunity to loudly slap Carmine's wet asscheeks.
It was how the audience acknowledged to the victor their acclamation of her conquest of the victim. The louder the slap, the greater the praise.
And the more humiliation for Carmine!
The showers were divided up into semi-private stalls, each ten foot long and six foot wide, with shower-heads at each end. Lilith pushed a compliant Carmine into the first empty one they found.
Carmine knew the rules. She was resigned to being Lilith's sex slave for the rest of the evening…if not until her next match sometime tomorrow afternoon. She was glad, however, that it would be succubus pussy that she would be licking out this night!
She could have lost to a troll…or worse!
But Lilith had other ideas…
No sooner did she push Carmine against the wet wall than she took that cock in both hands and began milking it while running the slime drooling cock all over her unnaturally hot belly, stroking the glans across the curved bottoms of both her, again, unnaturally sized and perfectly formed and firmed tits.
Carmine barely suppressed the gasp that rose in her throat as the silken flesh and boiling heat of the Succubus ignited her 'curse', admittedly a curse more 'sensitive' than usual, and brought her cock back to its iron bar rigid swollenness. When it belched a big glob of precum, the tacky prickpaste was spread by her tit stroking from the rounded belly of one firmly curved boob to the other. As Lilith spread the ounces of precum over her jugs she looked into Carmine's face in triumph.
"I knew it!" she exclaimed, intimately. "I knew you couldn't resist me! That's what you are here for! It's fate! We were meant to be here now, your magnificent cursed cock in my hands…and mouth!"
Wide eyed, Carmine watched the Succubus sensuously sink to her knees on the wet floor, then begin to vigorously beat her meat. The Assassin gasped raggedly as fire shot up her spine from her swelling balls, her knees almost buckling under the blissful assault.
Lilith beat her for a good minute until Carmine's precum began pouring out the slit at the tip of her cock. Only when her jacking hand was dripping with Carmine's babystuff did the succubus stop. After licking that hand clean, Lilith pulled down Carmine's drooling cock until the glans pointed at her face.
"You will feed me…now!" she commanded, then leaned forward. The 'now' came out distorted for she opened her mouth wide at the same time as proclaiming that word.
But Carmine wasn't noticing.
She was watching with wide and terrified eyes as the Succubus closed in, her ravenous maw opened like an anaconda's! She wanted to scream a futile "no", but she knew it was useless and, anyway, she was too slow.
With an audible "gulp!", Carmine's cockhead was again swallowed up in Succubus head.
And Lilith started a red hot, vacuumous gnawing suck on that massive mouthful of glans and Carmine, moaning for real, started clutching at the tile covered walls while her nearly buckled knees abruptly extended and locked with a click.
Carmine's head fell back against the tile with an audible 'click', her eyes screwed shut in delicious bliss. "Damn!" echoed in her head. "Can Succubii suck cock! So gooooood!"
Lilith suddenly pulled her head off of Carmine's head. Immediately she extended her tongue, feet of it, and wrapped it around the entire fourteen inches of her four inch thick shaft like a snake coiled around a branch. Then that tongue began to stroke, pull, milk her cock. Keeping her lower lip under the tip of the cockhead, Lilith waited for her 'reward'.
And Carmine, eyes now wide open, grunted with the first mouthful of precum milked from her that fell right on that lower lip and slid greasily into the Succubus' hungry, cum gulping maw.
No sooner had the first one disappeared into its oral doom than another, even larger, glop of duckbutter gushed out, overflowing, this time, the Succubus' cum-plank. Nearly half wound up drooling down Lilith's chin to hang, in long coiled and worm-like strands, down her chin edge. Nonetheless, a goodly amount of eggwhite did manage to be swallowed.
With the third gush, most of which overflowed her mouth to pour down her chin to coat those perfect tits with shiny, greasy, babystuff, Carmine could withstand the teasing no longer!
In a flash she reached out and gripped Lilith by her horns…
Instantly, with a quick, little nod, the Succubus retracted her tongue and eagerly leaned forward to re-swallow Carmine's cockhead, dragging the Assassin's horn gripping hands with her.
This time, when the boiling heat and buffing tongue pleasure gripped her, Carmine responded in her old self…
Gripping those horns, she pulled mightily and proceeded to wrap the Succubus' head around as much of her jumping, iron bar hard cock as she could!
And Lilith did nothing save start gobbling!
And Lilith could take every inch of Carmine's cursed cock!
By halfway the Succubus' throat was double its prior diameter. The gagging started just after that. When Carmine pressed, ground, Lilith's delicious little pointed nose against her rock hard belly, rotating Lilith's head around the completely swallowed shaft, the gagging echoed through the stalls and a big bolt of precum jetted from each of her compressed nostrils.
Suddenly cat-calls, laughter, and even more disgusting comments were flying through the air from the other stalls.
Carmine didn't give a fuck…
"Soooo gooooood!" she moaned as Lilith choked and gagged.
And Lilith showed no signs of wanting the deep throat to end.
To keep from cuming, to extend the outrageous pleasure further, Carmine was obliged to pull Lilith back. She went, but not without protesting in the most vigorous terms with ear ringing and ball burning sucking and sputtering sounds, not unlike a pig at the trough. Slurping and gobbling, sucking demandingly and sputtering loudly as long strands of precum hung from her chin and tits, Lilith obeyed though obviously reluctantly.
Lilith's protests did nothing regarding reducing the catcalls.
She did, however, resist any further retreat once her throat was empty of cock. Carmine shuddered as the knob polishing returned.
"Gum!" Lilith said through a mouthful of glans.
Carmine, again in extreme orgasm urge, looked down quizzically at the bulging cheeked, red faced cock-sucker.
"Gum!" Lilith repeated. "Gum, nah!"
"Oh! You mean 'cum'! And 'now'!" Carmine responded, her legs beginning to shake from the strain of controlling her cock. She reacquired her horn grip on the Succubus. As she pulled Lilith back down, she added, "Now, don't forget to swallow it!"
Lilith went wild. Tearing her head away from Carmine's grip, she plunged down the eighteen inch sex log until her nose was smashed flat against Carmine's flat belly. Then she pulled back a foot before plunging down again. Over and over she repeated until she was bobbing over Carmine's helpless meat, sliding up and down in over foot long plunges, making the maximally swollen shaft shine and dribble with her sloppy mouth sex.
And completely possessing Carmine with demonic head-job.
Carmine was instantly in crisis, and this crisis she wasn't going to escape from.
She was doomed.
Each mad plunge, saturated with sloppy and noisy velvety friction, forced her nervous system ever higher, ever closer to blessed orgasm. Each fast, tight withdrawal, filled with heat, slurping and absolute vacuum, drew remorselessly her load from her again melon sized babymakers up into the root of her jumping, baseball bat dimensioned organ.
She was doomed.
Then Lilith, in her divine mercy, finished Carmine. Swallowing her cock completely, the Succubus began swallowing on the swallowed cock just as she set her claws deeply into Carmine's low hanging nuts!
Abruptly Carmine gained a distinct red tint to her eyes.
Just as two figures stepped into the shower stall behind the Succubus. One was a towering woman, wearing nothing but a tiara, with pear shaped tits that went on for miles and a pair of naked hips one could ride all day. With her was another woman, as tall as Carmine, muscular in a slim way, nice big, but not too big, natural tits, wide hips, long ponytail…
The defeated one from the match before theirs…
Then there was nothing else but…"Oh! You glorious cocksucking bitch! I gotta cum!" Carmine roared, bringing ever more catcalls, as she gripped those Succubus horns again. "Drink me, you cum crazy Bitch!"
"Do it!" she heard the taller woman reply, then nothing…
Nothing but her cock…
SPEW!
Twin jets shot out Lilith's flared nostrils to bounce off Carmine's heaving belly.
SPEW!
The Succubus gave out with a rare retch as, even more rare, the next bountiful spurt flooded her trachea.
SPEW!
Pulling back to free her trachea, while catching Carmine's rhythm at the same time, the next blast was swallowed. She began twisting her stuffed head and throat around Carmine's out of control cock, dutifully swallowing most of the subsequent spews.
Carmine was in no condition to do anything but grimace and spew, spew, spew. Now glowing red eyes closed, she could only futilely scratch the tiled wall as she obeyed Lilith's endless commands to unload.
It was a good two minutes before Carmine could stop convulsing in spewgasm.

Wendy was feeling a bit smug as she walked back towards Ama-arhus' apartments. Mission Accomplished! she told herself. That Sakura was one sweet, innocent baby! And what a body! There's not a single female she has seen here that could match her in figure and body tone!
It had been a real pleasure seducing her!
Wendy's stride picked up, tossing the back of her cheerleader skirt short dark blue schoolgirl's pleated skirt high behind her, flashing her youthful, and youthfully full buns to whomever had the good fortune to be standing behind her, gawking. Of course she wore no underwear. Their wasn't a piece of underwear in the whole bloody Gynasium!
Which also reminded her of her jumping and quivering tits, C cup and all, jiggling like jello under her nearly completely unbuttoned, short sleeve white schoolgirl blouse. Those, too, drew some envious eyes, no doubt!
Thoughts drifting back to Sakura: and seduce the delightful girl is what she did! Once she got past those juvenile defenses of hers, it was easy to 'lesbianize' her! That is once she got past those formidable offensive skills she also possessed, Wendy added. She could have kicked her face in with a moment's anger or defensive reflex. Sakura definitely was a dangerous, as well as delightful, young woman!
But worth it! Wendy concluded. Furthermore, so naive was she that the girl probably still didn't realize that she was long down the road to lesbianism. Wendy was probably the first pussy Sakura had ever tasted. And she definitely thought she…loved Wendy!
Love?! Love Wendy?!
Now that was foolish…especially around here…Lesbian Central!
Wendy beamed, "Damn I'm good!"
Then, with a sudden flash just as she turned a corner into an empty hallway, she was gone.

Carmine leaned her back against the hard, wet wall, panting dramatically, her eyes just opened again to see the two tall females just feet away, the tallest leering openly. The other woman, whom she recognized as the loser of the match just before hers, looked sullenly at the floor.
But those big, pear shaped boobs, wet and shiny with sweat, carried half inch long, pebble hard nipples at their tips and they rose and fell rapidly in time with Lara's pants. The woman's hips were wide, especially compared to her almost schoolgirl tight and narrow waist. Her thighs betrayed the presence of much fluid, and not much of it was sweat. Her ponytail was held in a fierce grip by the other, taller and more muscular woman.

Ama-arhus jerked her head away from the viewing disc just as the flash that had once been Wendy faded from the screen. "So! Interfering with my contestants, eh? Well, I'll just have to show that skank what she gets meddling in my affairs!" She turned back to a view of another image: Of a shower stall filled, it seemed, with lushly naked women. "Let's just see what Sappho was so frightened about my stimulating that curse Carmine carries, shall we?"

Lilith finished scooping up all the semi-coagulated testicle protein from her chin and, turning, stuffed the wormy stuff into her mouth. Clearing her throat, she said, "Oh, Diana,so good to see you!"
Diana nodded to the Succubus, but it was obvious who she was interested in when her gaze, wide eyes and all, immediately returned to Carmine…or, more precisely, Carmine's still furiously erect cock. "My respects, Lilith. So, this is the famous Sex Assassin, Carmine?"
Still breathing hard, Carmine gasped a reply, "Have we met?"
"No," Diana replied with a wry smile. "I think I would have remembered if I had ever met…that!" and she nodded towards Carmine's again nodding organ. "I know of you only through reputation, and rumor and such. I see that not all rumors are false…or exaggerated!"
Clearing her throat of Carmine as she rose, Lilith said, "I'll not hog her. There is plenty of time still to 'work out' the Assassin's 'talent'. And I assure you Carmine has a virtually endless supply of semen to donate to your pleasure."
Jerking her…hungry…gaze from Carmine's now drooling meat, Diana spoke quickly, "Not for me! No! For her!" Eyes going back slavishly to Carmine's now completely up and angry weapon, she tossed her thumb back over her shoulder at a suddenly shocked looking Lara.
Lara's vision slowly went from staring at the back of Diana's head to over the Amazon's shoulder at Carmine's loins. Her eyes widened dramatically as her head shook back and forth slowly. Her face could be read like a book: "No way! I've never even SEEN a prick that big, better yet try to take one that big! That head is as big as that damned Amazon's fist!"
Diana, without taking her eyes off of Carmine, said, "She explained everything to me about how she got here. Its remarkable how…communicative…females get with your fist up their bellies! She said she was investigating a deep cave that was supposed to house a tomb of…now get this, Lilith, you'll appreciate this…a tomb of a Succubus!"
Lilith laughed like a crystal bell while reaching out to cup one of Lara's nicely sized, for a human, tits. "Don't these humans know anything?! Succubii don't need tombs! How stupid can you get?"
"Not stupid, necessarily. Just greedy. She was a tomb robber and got caught by one of your kind. It had been a set-up and the Archeolo-whatever, the bimbo fell for it!" Diana came back. Then she took the liberty to reach out and grab Carmine by her cockhead.
Carmine hissed and dumped a good cup of precum all over Diana's hand.
Carmine swore she heard the Amazon moan. It was a soft murmur, but definitely there. And her eyes just couldn't be taken from watching the greasy, stringy goo slide between her cock clutching fingers.
Lilith looked to Diana. "Before we let her loose on your bimbo, work her meat and milk her balls…she'll obey you like a trained puppy!" The look she then gave Carmine was pure, unadulterated, BITCH!
But Carmine had no time for a temper for, no sooner were the words out than the Amazon was pulling on, and firmly stroking, her jutting organ. Just as the first fiery surges of sex drive inducing pleasure reached her brain, she felt the Amazon's other big hand cup her right grapefruit sized nut and begin milking.
Carmine hissed as Diana quickly switched to the other ball. Whatever else this Amazon brought, she knew how to work her up! Fire was flashing up her spine and she had coated, already, the forearm of her jacking hand with fresh spunk.
Diana looked utterly fascinated at her genitals as her hands worked Carmine up. Lara's eyes were wide and white, too, but not all from terror. Lilith was running her hands all over the Archeologist's body, turning her on as only an expert at forced seduction could. Lara's nipples looked twice as long and her udders heaved with her panting breath. That lush and firm body shone with a fresh coating of sweat.
Carmine looked down at Lara's loins and saw the bulging tip of Lilith's tail slipping and sliding, back and forth, between the Archeologist's labia…
Then a fiery red haze dropped over her vision…
"By the gods!" gasped the Amazon when she saw Carmine's eyes grow red.
"Oh yes! Looks like you got her 'curse' going, but good! I've never seen her eyes turn this red! Better stop or she might rape you! Now, I wouldn't mind that! In fact I plan on teasing her into a good ol' fashioned rape before I'm done with her. But you are not metaphysical and she just might hurt you…"
Diana hadn't taken her fascinated gaze off of Carmine's jutting bone, and she was licking her lips real nervously. Finally she nodded.
And managed to look at the panting, cock gazing Lara.
Immediately Lara looked at her, recognizing what was about to happen…
To her!
"No!" she gasped, shaking her head.
Diana just smiled.
Lilith signaled the Assassin to step up to the 'plate'.
Carmine needed no orders nor permission. Red vision fixed on an increasingly discomforted Lara, she firmly stepped right towards her.
Lara turned to face her, face set in resistance.
Carmine realized that she was no longer in control of either her body or conscious mind. Her curse had taken over in complete control as betrayed by her reddened eyes. No Adventuress was going to stop her now!
It had been a very long time since her vision had turned as red as this! Something…else…was happening to her!
Seemingly effortlessly she pushed the Succubus and Amazon apart, giving her access to the Archeologist.
Lara put her hands up, but Carmine brushed them aside effortlessly. The human's eyes widened again at the power of the horse-hung monster stepping up to her!
Then Carmine simply wrapped those all-powerful arms around Lara's chest, smashing her smaller breasts into Lara's firmly full ones, and kissed the Archeologist!
Lara's eyes momentarily opened wide in shock. Then, as if she had taken an overwhelmingly active sleeping aide, they slowly closed. Eyes closed, she wrapped her own arms around Carmine's strong shoulders.
The kiss seemed to deepen, become more intensive, for both participants.
As they kissed, Carmine made a point of rubbing their bodies together, sandwiching her thrusting cock between them.
Lara felt an unusual but impressively erotic heat coming from the red eyed monster, heating up her own body wherever contact was made. In-spite of her resistance, the hot, slick flesh of her assailant electrified Lara's already enlarged sex drive. Abruptly having that obscene and monstrous prick rolling and pressing between them became one of the most arousing experiences of her life.
Soon thoughts, completely un-volunteered thoughts, started insistently appearing in her mind. Abruptly she was thinking of service…servicing…accepting that enticing, dominating organ within her!
Even now she refused to recognize a potent forced arousal attack.
Carmine hadn't been able to use the unique to the Succubus, compulsory sexual arousal attack before. Now it seemed to come naturally. Maybe something Ama-arhus did…
But raging lust, uncontrolled and uncontrollable, seized the rest of her thinking, self-aware mind before further thought could be registered. The kiss went on as if nothing had occurred in her head. Maintaining the kiss, she reached between them with her right hand…
It slid down Lara's sweaty belly until she found the Archeologist's bald mound…
Abruptly breaking the kiss, she moved down to Lara's throat and began kissing, sucking, nipping at the sweaty, smooth flesh there, making the human shudder in her arms.
"No!" Lara gasped as she felt Carmine's hand begin to slip over her jutting sex mound, but her freed hands did nothing more than rest on the Assassin's shoulders.
She was so hot! echoed in her head. She had never been as turned on before by anything assaulting her as now.
Carmine laughed into her neck, then plunged her fingers into Lara's swampy sex.
"Oh!" was all the Archeologist could reply when Carmine's middle two fingers sank to the last knuckle into her.
"Feel good, bitch?" Carmine husked into Lara's ear. "Like being penetrated? That your thing?" Then she spread her cunt buried fingers.
Grimacing and gasping, Lara could only reply, "Ung! Damn you!"
Then Carmine stood upright and faced the Archeologist's sweat dripping, flared nose face. Pulling her fingers out, she simply answered, "Too late, already am!"
Gripping the panting Lara by her shoulders, she spun her around, without any resistance, to face the wall. With a totally unnecessarily vigorous shove, she slammed the Archeologist, tits first, against it.
She reached back between Lara's thighs, between her bulging asscheeks, to once again acquire her pussy. Hooking two fingers in her vagina, she yanked the Archeologist's hips back, thrusting her big buns towards her, before climbing upon Lara's back.
"No!" Still with no physical resistance, Lara tried to screech her defiance, but which only came out as a hoarse gasp, when she felt that hot, huge cockhead slide between her parted labia.
Carmine ignored her feeble protests.
When The Archeologist frantically reached back to try to push her off, Carmine merely twisted that arm behind Lara's back. Raising the arm up her back till Lara cried out, Carmine kept it there, effectively ending her physical resistance.
Then she planted her fist sized cockhead into Lara's womanhole and thrust.
Lara shrieked for real when the glans popped into her…
The shriek was countered by a stream of catcalls from the other stalls…
Carmine, no longer concerned about anything but self-gratification, drove up into Lara's belly.
"AAAAOOOOOOHHHH!" Lara howled like a coyote.
Even more catcalls came in reply.
But Carmine wasn't listening. When Lara's womb stopped her initial plunge, she just pulled back a foot or so and drove back in…hard.
"Ung!" Lara gasped when her cervix stopped the second thrust. Lights flashed in her mind that time!
Carmine didn't stop, but started cycling in and out, hard, fast, powerfully, always driving in until Lara's guts stopped her, when she would do it all over again.
With each crushing impact upon the Archeologist's cervix and "spot", more lights would go off behind her eyes and powerful jolts of increasingly pleasurable pain would rush up from her nether belly to distract her confused and defeated will.
So much so that Lara, voluntarily or not, began getting 'enthusiastic' about their forced rutting. Soon she couldn't keep her mouth shut under such abuse. "OH! OH! OH! Groan! Damn you…you go deep! Deep! Good! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Squeal!" she soon was going, cuming within a dozen belly swelling, womb dislocating, tube spreading drives off her womb.
No sooner had the first orgasm passed than the Archeologist was humping back against Carmine's forceful thrusts, urging her assailant on, eagerly increasing the riotous pleasure of their cockhead/cervical collisions. Soon they were both smashing ass/belly together in a wild humping blur.
Carmine pulled Lara away from the wall far enough to free her tits, then she gripped them to act as handholds. Then she increased the overwhelming power of her sexual assault.
And being ridden seemed to break something in Lara's resistance. "OH! Fuck! Oh! Fuck! That's good…so damned gooooood! Don't stop! Fuck me baby! Don't stop!" Lara began repeating with each womb dislocating collision between them.
Carmine, quite out of it herself by now, leaned over the rutting Archeologist and growled into her ear, "Like that? Told you so! You're mine, Bitch! I'll show you about exploring where you don't have a clue! You're paying this time!"
Lara babbled back as she smashed her ass back against Carmine's cock jutting hips, "Oh, you beast! I can't…stop you!…Don't stop! It's so good! Don't stop! OOOOHHHH fuck!" and another blistering wave of mind obliterating orgasmic bliss seized her.
Lara's hips were on automatic by now, so the orgasm had no effect upon their searing copulation. Quite mindlessly the two slapped butt to belly together as Lara grunted away her latest orgasm.
Once the Archeologist had reclaimed reality, Carmine once again leaned over the sweaty, honking female's back, "My turn! I have a big load! Help me unload it into you!"
With just a nod, Lara bent over further till her trunk was parallel to the floor and her still humping hips were thrust out as far as possible.
Carmine stood behind her, hands guiding her hips, and continued to stroke deep, only ending each drive with a twist, grinding momentarily her cockhead against Lara's cervix.
The Archeologist most cooperatively counter rotated when their organs smacked together, maximizing the velvety wet friction of glans partially penetrating womb.
For long moments there was nothing but the sharp report of hard hips smacking into bulging buns and the noises of a Archeologist getting the porking of her life: "Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Squeal! Squeal! Oh the gods! Grunt! Grunt! Grunt! Squeeeeeeeaaallllll!"
Then Carmine abruptly yanked on Lara's hips, forcing Lara's cervix around the tip of her glans, and, as the mindlessly orgasmic Archeologist continued to rotate her hips, the Assassin proceeded to spew a bellyful into the human's guts.
Carmine reached around Lara and filled her hands with Archeologist tit. Smiling contentedly, she proceeded to jerk and spew into her 'mate', taking her time, enjoying her forceful fertilization. She continued to unload, surprisingly gently considering her dynamic fucking, into the completely compliant Lara until a good pint of babystuff had flooded the Archeologist's tubes, making her normally flat belly swell with metaphysical testiclepudding.

Ryoko sat in a padded chair pushed against one wall, watching Miko Modo and Chun Li "practice" their sex wrestling in the middle of the carpeted room. Save for a couch alongside her chair there were no other furniture in this, the largest room in her apartments.
Both girls were naked and glistening with sweat, looking as if they were oiled. They had been wrapped around each other since the contest had began. Both knew that injurious violence was out, which inhibited Chun Li the most. However Chun Li was also seriously stronger than Miko, so she had been doing most of the 'manhandling' in the match.
Chun Li had been successful in holding Miko down, keeping her on her back, preventing her from getting atop Chun Li. But Chun Li wasn't too experienced with either sex or sexual combat.
Miko was an expert at that…
Chun Li had been atop Miko for a good five minutes, and was starting to get frustrated with he inability at 'finishing off' the inferior fighter. Other than trying to rub their loins together, all she could do was hold Miko's arms down.
In the meanwhile Miko had been weakening Chun Li's resistance to her own offense. Twice she had caught Chun Li's admirably big boobs in her mouth, nursing effectively until, both times, Chun Li had to yank her tit out, making an embarrassing 'pop' when her nipple finally exited Miko's mouth. Both her tits were now capped by vividly red, and very stimulated, nipples.
Chun Li was concentrating at keeping Miko down, where she could do the only thing she could think of in sex fighting…grinding their pussies together. So much that she didn't immediately block Miko's first attempt at kissing her…
Initially Chun Li didn't notice anything other than the pressing of lips. In fact, she redoubled her efforts at holding Miko's arms down while trying to make contact with her opponent's clit with her own.
Miko submissively moaned into Chun Li's mouth, then squirmed under the street fighter, rubbing her red hot and smooth body against Chun Li's equally hot form. Their tits, Miko's actually slightly bigger than Chun Li's, molded around and pressed together delightfully.
Chun Li felt the most delicious sensations of sexual friction as Miko sensuously writhed under, and more importantly, against the other asian woman. The physical passiveness of her opponent, while at the same time being highly, and sexually, pleasurable, would have bored Chun Li if it hadn't been for the growing lust. To her peril she forgot the reputation of the Miroku. Meanwhile the pleasure grew, relentlessly.
Miko's body was so hot, smooth, velvety to lay upon!
And their kiss had developed into an oral battle for dominance. Both sets of lips were wet with spit now and Miko seemed obsessed in her pressing of tongue against Chun Li's teeth while licking every bit of flesh accessible to it.
Miko kept up her seemingly random writhing and, with a sharp inhalation, Chun Li felt, suddenly, both of her pebble hard nipples being flicked side to side with what had to be Miko's own iron stiff nipples.
Right then an experienced sex wrestler would have realized that these were not random events.
The sharp, vivid jolts of near painful bliss their nipples were sending though her almost made Chun Li lose herself into that kiss, open her mouth wide, and release Miko's arms. It felt so warm and exciting atop the girl! Why not relax a bit and enjoy the girl's futile efforts to escape her.
With total misunderstanding of Miko's moves and with mostly unplaced confidence that she could handle any sudden wrestling move Miko might try, she began to let herself enjoy her conquest, albeit prematurely…
Almost unconsciously she slipped her hands off of Miko's wrists…
Miko immediately slipped her arms around Chun Li's ribs and began running her claws up and down over the street fighter's powerful, muscular back. She continued her tongue assault on Chun Li's teeth as she felt her opponent arch her back into her ever effective back scratching.
Chun Li moaned now. The nipple flicking, those wickedly sharp nails on her back, and that sweet hot body pressing and moving under her made it so pleasant, and easy, to forget she was in a combat, a contest…
A contest she could still lose…
She let her teeth part and Miko's tongue bravely thrust through the gap, even pushing her lower jaw down further.
Now passion flashed in her mind! Submissive, all too feminine penetration pleasure surged through her. It had been so long…since Wendy seemingly ages ago…since she had been treated like a woman and penetrated!
Chun Li opened her mouth completely for Miko's well educated lingus. Seemingly every part of her oral cavity was touched, tasted, pressed and dominated by that seeming foot long tongue. And with her submission to the tongue, her body seemed to follow her mouth in relaxing under Miko's back scratching and body squirming.
Smoothly Miko's back scratching hands slipped down to the small of Chun Li's back. After a minute of further gentle clawing abruptly Miko's right knee appeared, rising from between Chun Li's powerful thighs. It continued to rise, followed by her own thigh, spreading Chun Li's thighs apart, as the two maintained their ultimately distracting kiss and nipple arousal.
Then, when Miko's right foot was flat on the carpet, her claw armed hands slid fluidly down to grip the street fighter's round and rock hard asscheeks. Using that grip she forced Chun Li's hips up her firm thigh nearly to her knee.
"MMM!" moaned Chun Li into Miko's mouth as she left a slick snail-trail of pussy lubricant along the top of her opponent's thigh.
When Miko pulled back down on Chun Li's hips, the street fighter obediently slid on that trail, clit smashed between her pubic bone and Miko's velvet covered femur all the way back down.
Chun Li inhaled loudly through her nose. Now that had felt good! Fiery pleasure, intoxicating and will melting had momentarily seized her. It was so good that…
When Miko tried to repeat the move she received no resistance from Chun Li! Again she slid her hips, actively assisting Miko's hands in doing so, all the way up that thigh to the knee. And, when Miko pulled back down, she eagerly added her own strength, pressing her clit hard against Miko's thigh as she slammed herself down on Miroku hips.
Abruptly Chun Li was repeating herself, not waiting for Miko's guidance. Her mind lost in wicked, delicious, wondrous thigh humping pleasure, Chun Li's ass flew up and violently down upon the leading edge of Miko's thigh.
Ryoko laughed at the grunting, humping Chun Li. She would never have thought that the intimidating street fighter could be reduced to a thigh humping bimbo…and so easily!
She had to get some pointers from those Miroku!
"AAAAHHH! Oh, you bitch!" suddenly came from Chun Li. "AAAAAHH! Don't stop! Please! Don't stop!"
Miko, much more quietly, replied, "It's you doing it! 'Don't stop' yourself!"
"AAAHHH!" went the street fighter, losing control of her body, "GRUNT! GRUNT! GRUNT! GRUNT! GRUNT!"
Miko, maintaining her ass grip, gave Chun Li her 'head', only guiding the street fighter as she vigorously humped and came around her now thoroughly soaked and completely straddled thigh.
Eventually, though, Chun Li's frantic thigh riding slowed, her cries calmed. Miko, as gently as she could, rolled the panting, still aroused and sweaty Chun Li off her.
That was Ryoko's signal! In a blur she was up on her feet, towering potently over the two sweaty, and still aroused females splayed out on the carpet below.
Her demonic grin returned and, with great flourish, she raised her hand and snapped her fingers. Instantly, accompanied by just a flash of light, her monstrous demon cock appeared, thrusting up and out till its cockhead came to rest just under Ryoko's chin.
"My turn!" she exclaimed at the two, now gawking, girls below her. "Remember the agreement! I get whoever loses and I haven't decided yet who lost. So I guess I have to fuck both of you!"
"No!" Miko came back. "You promised. My Mom is supposed to fight soon! I can't miss that!"
"You can be a little late…" Ryoko started as she moved to her knees between Miko's spread legs. "I won't take long…"
"Stop it, Ryoko!" came the voice of Wasu. "You can't possibly want to keep a daughter from watching her Mother compete, can you?"
"Well…yes!" Ryoko replied, reaching out for Miko's wide open, and flooded, pussy. At once she thrust her two long, and thick, middle fingers into her still tight hole while her long and powerful thumb easily found, and crushed, Miko's button. In an instant she had the resistant girl writhing and whining as her pussy enthusiastically betrayed her.
"Now stop that, Ryoko," came back Wasu's remarkably calm voice. "If you don't stop immediately I'll cut you off!"
That got to Ryoko. Wasu had figured out how to keep all Ryoko's sex toys out of her bed: By locking her apartments' only outside door! Ryoko couldn't even tear the door down, either, for it was protected by a spell. Wasu planted a spell upon it that prevented Ryoko from going through the door once it was locked from the outside.. It was quite an effective barrier.
With a crushed look on her face, Ryoko reluctantly pulled her fingers out of Miko.
With more hope in her voice, she asked, "When she comes back, can I have her then? And her Mom?"
"That's up to her!"
Miko, scrambling to her feet, quickly answered, "Sure, Ryoko! You're my favorite demonic cock! And, after my Mom has won, I'm sure she'll want to celebrate under you, too!"
Ryoko then turned her attention to Chun Li. "You're not going anywhere, are you?" she asked. "How about you and I…you know…taking care of my eighteen inch 'problem'?"
Still sweating and panting in residual sexual passion and outright lust, Chun Li just smiled and pulled her legs back until her ankles were even with her ears.
"Hope your Mom wins!" Ryoko said, without looking back at the departing Miko. Instead, she was climbing upon Chun Li's thoroughly offered up charms, cock drooling all over the street fighter.

When Carmine finally finished with the Archeologist, she rather rudely yanked her still furiously erect organ out of the woman. The removal was followed by a gush of cum back-flowing from out Lara's seriously distended pussy.
Lara, quivering and moaning, fell against the tiled wall and slid to the floor. There she sat, eyes open but glazed, belly slowly emptying into a small but growing pool on the wet floor.
Carmine then turned to the Amazon, her eyes just as red as before.
Diana turned with a suddenly worried expression to Lilith. "Lilith, I cannot allow this! I am sworn to virginity!"
The glowing red eyed Carmine just smiled…evilly!
Lilith looked from Diana to Carmine and then back. "I'm afraid her curse is not satisfied. I'd be happy…to sacrifice myself to that cock…but she seems to be set on you."
"Well, I will not permit it! Stop her!"
"Very well," the Succubus replied. Lilith stepped towards Carmine, who was standing still, breathing deeply, her glowing red eyes, wide open, fixed on the voluptuously naked Amazon. "Carmine, you must obey me!" She began, stepping up to her. "Come, if you need more…" she lovingly cupped the still huge pole in her hand. "Use me! I would enjoy it much more than Diana. And, frankly," she glanced at the not happy Amazon, "I'd be a way better fuck than her."
Carmine just shot her right arm out, striking Lilith between her metaphysically magnificent tits, and flung her to the opposite wall. With a thump and an "Ung!" the Succubus smashed into the wall, then, glassy eyed, joined Lara bare assed on the floor.
Carmine hadn't taken her eyes off of Diana's worried face. "Now its your turn!" she growled like a beast from Hell.
"I cannot permit it!" Diana barked back, raising her defense. "I cannot give up my virginity!"
Carmine, her body still out of the control of her own mind, could only be a, for the most part, unwilling participant as her 'curse' directed her actions. She stepped forward. "Oh, I think something can be arranged!"
Diana was finished with warnings. She immediately threw a mighty right cross, aimed at Carmine's chin. It only got halfway to her chin before Carmine caught it in her left hand.
Carmine couldn't believe what she was seeing! Diana's fist was at least 50% larger than her own, and it was very seriously thrown. She should have broke her hand catching that fist!
Maybe she did, but Carmine could feel no pain at all.
Just pleasure.
Then, just as inconceivably, she watched herself twist first one arm, then the other behind the powerful Amazon's back! Carmine quickly realized that, in her regular condition, there would be no way she could manhandle Diana like that! It had to be the curse, run amok!
Yet Carmine also had to admit to sharing some of the pleasure to be had in pushing the towering and flustered Amazon against the wall. Though she wasn't as violent as with the Archeologist, the Amazon nonetheless "Oof"ed when her chest contacted the tiled wall.
She saw the look of utter amazement and downright shock on the Amazon's pressed-to-the-wall face.
Then exquisite pleasure flooded her as her cockhead naturally slipped between the two assmeat loaves of the Amazon. Diana barked when the tip of Carmine's cockhead unerringly poked into her clenched anal sphincter.
"Don't you dare!" she roared back at Carmine.
"You'll still be a virgin…technically!" Carmine replied, then thrust.
Diana's back door instantly gave way and the cockhead disappeared…
Diana's howl very much resembled a wolf's howling at the moon. Her elongated cry was loud enough to draw another chorus of catcalls and ribald cheers.
Carmine just closed her eyes and moaned softly as the Amazon's bowel heat cooked her glans. With an almost instinctive reflex, Carmine flexed her own not flat ass and smoothly shot a good foot of arm thick meat right up Diana's tail.
"OOOOOOHHHHHAAAAAAHHH!" went the Amazon. "Oh you beast!"
Carmine hideous grin broadened as she released Diana's arms and reached around her to fill her hands with overflowing Amazon boob. Then, as if she hadn't used any female charms in a year, she started stroking her nearly buried cock in foot long strokes in and out of the now continuously howling, and about to blow her head off with her first anal orgasm, Amazon.
And the catcalls and cheers seemed to grow louder themselves, keeping up with Diana's impassioned and near hysterical cries of unwanted anal penetration pleasure/pain.

Wendy reappeared in a vertical rack, her wrists and ankles tied to it, forcing her into a spread eagle position.
She still was dressed, at least.
She was in a luxurious room, easily twelve foot ceiling, thirty or more feet on the side. Red, blue, and purple tapestries lined the walls, similarly colored, meter long and wide pillows were scattered all around her. The floor was malachite-green marble.
A raging fireplace some twenty feet to her right cast ample light, but equally distant to her left were three glow-globes that couldn't match the fireplace but added their own, more subdued, light. And off to her left, against the far wall, was a bed that had to be ten foot in width and length.
Then she saw the throne opposite her…
And…someone sitting in it!
'Someone' rose from the throne and stepped forward, not making a sound. She was wearing a neck to foot long dress that resembled more a long nightie. Only virtually transparent to Wendy's eyes.
And the body revealed beneath it! Wendy had never been…struck so much by any female's body as she was instantly poleaxed by this one!
She was young…very much so. Jail-bait young.
She had long blond hair, very curly, that extended down to the tops of her bulging asscheeks. That butt was proportional to her hardly five foot five inch frame, actually shorter than Wendy's, but those cheeks did jut out!
She possessed a rigidly hourglass figure, with a waist that, if anything, was narrower than Wendy's. Hell, than Sakura's! Her hips were nice and wide, but not too much.
Wendy was instantly envious of her tits. More metaphysically perfect than Sakura's, at least as big as Ama-arhus' in her normal height form, they were…perfect. Ideally formed cones, with flawless conical and puffy pink nipples, they hardly shuddered as she walked.
Wendy caught herself drooling just thinking of nursing on them!
And speaking of drooling, between her firm and full thighs rested a bald pussy that was so deliciously pink and shiny wet! Wendy swore she had never even seen, better yet licked, such a juicy piece of girlmeat!
Then the 'woman' was standing just feet before her. She yanked her eyes from staring at pussy to looking at face.
"I am Sappho." the young woman said in a voice that combined the shrill of vibrating crystal and bird song. "And you are Wendy!"
Through a suddenly dry throat Wendy replied, "We meet at last."
"This is not a social event, I assure you! I'll get right to the point. Ama-arhus has been meddling with our contestants and that cannot be permitted! In order to get compliance, you have been taken. Either she will stop her influence peddling with our contestants, whereby you will be released, or she will not stop and I will…meddle with you in retaliation!"
"Look, I've been gone down on by the best: Lohan, Madonna, and every Paris in Hollywood. And who do you think Spears was cutting off her hair for? You don't intimidate me, Goddess or not! Look, you want to tumble with me? From what I'm seeing I'd sure like a taste or ten of you! Just let me down from this thing and we can share that impressive bed all night, if you want! Deal?"
Sappho just dropped her robe…
And Wendy nearly swallowed her tongue! Her heart pounded, eyes locked on that indescribably attractive trunk. Lust, desire for that body roared through her. She felt like she was going to burst a blood vessel.
"Wait a moment," she then thought. "She's trying something…something to get me crazy with the heat! Some 'forced arousal' attack or something…"
"Y…you can stop the 'forced arousal' or whatever your trying attack cause it ain't gonna work, Sappho! You're not gonna get me to betray Ama-arhus or any of our people…"
Sappho just smiled. "We'll see! You already are responding to my body! That is mere human nature! You humans have a great weakness for beauty, especially female beauty. But you are correct in that I am using magick on you! Only it is a spell that Ama-arhus doesn't know about. I use it to enslave whomever I want…or need…to! You see, sexual pleasure, including orgasmic pleasure, is over half of the mind. This spell simply increases your mind's sensitivity to stimuli with each orgasmic episode. Exactly the opposite of real life. The more you cum, the more aroused you become and the more you respond to subsequent stimuli.
"And I plan on supplying to you more than enough stimuli to destroy either your mind or body…that is, if you do not switch allegiance to the Sisterhood."
"You Bitch!" Wendy screeched. "I'll never give in to a two bit dyke like you! Just bring it on, Bitch. Do your best!"
Sappho's smile broadened slightly, "I will! But first, lets have a look at you!" With a flick of her wrist, Wendy's short blue schoolgirl pleated skirt suddenly flew up.
Wendy squeaked in-spite of her determination to resist when she looked down to see her skirt hovering above her navel, exposing her naked hips completely.
Sappho's smile, irritating and all, was fixed on her beautiful face. "With such a pretty and pink and tasty pussy, I'll just bet your soaking wet…"
"In your dreams, Bitch!" Wendy bravely replied. But she was suddenly forced to abruptly look away when she felt her virginal appearing slit suddenly flood with completely unwanted but equally unstoppable juice. Desperately she fought with herself, trying to stem the flow, but failed miserably when trickles of clear fluid started running down the insides of both her thighs.
Sappho didn't say a thing to the humiliated Wendy.
She didn't have to.
"Now, lets see about the top," Sappho added, then flicked her right hand.
Wendy's white schoolgirl blouse flew open, her buttons flying about the room. Wendy, panting and sweating, could do nothing as the cloth parted and exposed all her teen charms from clavicle to below her indented navel.
Sappho studied the girl's lush, tight tits, firm handfuls with tight, small, rock hard nipples and just the slightest of belly below. They rose and fell rapidly, for Wendy was unknowingly panting under Sappho's magickal assault.
"Not bad…for a mortal," Sappho remarked. "But not enough skin." She flicked her hand again.
And Wendy's entire blouse ripped apart, the strips of white cloth scattered across the floor.
Sappho again flicked her hand and the girl's skirt ripped in half and dropped to the floor.
"Now that's much better!" Sappho remarked. "Naked always suited you, I feel!"
"Fuck you!" the now naked Wendy screamed back.
"Oh, I will!" Sappho came back calmly. "In fact, how about now?"
She concentrated on where Wendy's two thighs came together, then pointed her right index finger at where the girl's little clit projected just out of her already parted and slightly elongated labia.
Then she wiggled the finger in a little circle…
And Wendy's jaw dropped, her eyes widening in utter shock.
Soon her thighs started shuddering and eventually clenching.
And finally her fast breathing transformed into a heaving chest pant.
"What are you…" the girl started, but her coherence collapsed quickly, "…No! Stop! NO!" And her entire body locked in the rack, fists clenched, chest heaving harder and ever harder.
Sappho kept wriggling that finger.
"Damn you…NOOOOO!" she quickly panicked as the pleasure from her untouched clit overwhelmed her anger, her will, her resistance. Tighter and tighter, higher and higher, the Goddess effortlessly drove her.
One more breathless, "Stop!" and Sappho effortlessly forced her over the edge.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Wendy wailed as her hips instinctively began to hump like upon an imaginary cock and pussy juice trickled to the floor in a sure sign of her orgasm.
Sappho maintained her grin as she watched the girl writhe and thrash upon the rack. With great skill she dragged out Wendy's cum, forcing her to convulse rhythmically for a good two minutes before stopping the stimulation.
Wendy immediately collapsed in the rack, her hips jerking as the residual pulses of orgasm continued for about a minute further. Hanging by her arms she could only pant heavily, head down, trying to catch her breath. A distinct sheen of sweat now covered her youthful body.
"Believe me now?" Sappho calmly replied once she saw Wendy's eyes look at her from over the girl's forehead.
Wendy raised her head, then stared at Sappho's openly presented breasts. Her pant didn't reduce one bit.
It took Wendy a serious effort of will to pull her vision from those divine melons. "I've had better…" she croaked.
Sappho didn't lose a bit of her grin. "Well then, let's see…" She extended her index finger again.
Wendy's grimace of concentration instantly collapsed into a open mouthed, wide eyed gape of, first, horror then, second, of overwhelming, heart stopping bliss.
Then Wendy through her head back, gasping out a simple, "No!"
Then a count later her thighs locked, her belly began heaving, and her ceiling facing face let out with another window (if there were any) rattling howl, "EEEEAAAAAHHHHHUUUUUU!"
Sappho's grin just broadened as she watched Wendy's convulsions begin anew.

Miko found her Mom just before her bout was to begin. With a shrill "Mom!" she rushed up to Maria and they hugged.
"I was afraid you'd miss the beginning, My Dear. I am so glad you made it!" Maria said in her deep, sexy all feminine voice.
"Kick her ass, Mom! I know you can do it!" Miko replied like a high schooler.
Then the Announcer interrupted: "Attention! The next bout is about to begin! Contestant number one is Maria of the Miroku!"
"That's you, Mom! Kick their ass!"
Maria just smiled at he daughter and stepped towards the ring. She was buck naked, of course, and her lush mature body caught everyone's attention as she sauntered like Jennifer Rabbit to the ring: Wide hips flipping one side to the other, flashing a big bubblebutt that, nonetheless was still firm and taut. One of the biggest racks there, slightly pear shaped, they were easily D going on E cup. Her curly blond, almost white, hair ran down to halfway down her asscrack. By tournament rules her loins were hairless, but she normally was in that state knowing that being bald just helped everyone see the seemingly little stump of her clit. A clit that hid her true weapon, her sixteen inch Miroku nyobin.
Then the announcer spoke again: "The second contestant is Vampirella!"
Standing at her spot in the ring, Maria looked over at her opponent just as she stepped up to her position: "Pale skin, no tanning at all." She thought to herself. "Smooth, milky looking skin, though. Sharp facial features and long straight black hair.
"But something's wrong. Something's not…natural. There! An aura…like a succubus, but different…not a casting aura. But it is a sexual aura, so I better be prepared for it. Damn, but her body reeks of sex."
That body was fantastic! Broad hips and massive tits to rival her own, yet metaphysically firm and conical.
"This is no human…" she concluded. "But not a succubus or other metaphysical being. Not like what I've seen here already."
Then the fence gently glowed and Maria was bathed in pleasure. Having been told of it beforehand, and being a hedonist, Maria let the waves of arousal sweep over her, hardening her nipples, stiffening her clit.
Moistening her twat.
Then she looked over at her opponent, expecting to see someone like her, enjoying the pleasure, but she saw only the grimly smiling countenance of a predator. No doubt she was being affected by the horniness cast, just like Maria, her nipples were jutting out a good inch and she was breathing harder, but she wasn't showing that the pleasure affected her or that she was even showing interest in the pleasure.
She was looking like the pleasure didn't matter to her just then.
All she was doing was leering at Maria as if she were the being's next meal…
"Well, we'll see about that!" Maria thought, stepping forward.
Vampirella followed as soon as she saw Maria move. They met in the middle of the ring and immediately embraced. After a short, perfunctory kiss, they wrapped themselves around each other and slowly sank to the mat, hands caressing and legs wrapping around, or blocking said moves, until they were laid out on their sides, facing each other, writhing in the pleasure of the field and their opponent's skillful hands.
Maria quickly recognized how skillful her opponent was. With commendable slowness and lack of frantic urgency, she assaulted Maria's rather prodigious charms, always taking her time, never rushing. Maria thought this 'Vampirella' had had much time practicing with other girls and women either in their beds or her own. There was skill and experience in those tit cupping, belly stroking hands!
But Maria was an expert in forced seduction and sex fighting, and her hands were consummately experienced in arousing the female body…any female body.
Thus it was Vampirella who moaned first. "OOOH! You are so good! Don't stop!"
Maria admired Vampirella's body. Firm where it mattered and voluptuous in exactly the right places, she seemed constructed for sexual relations with either gender.
Maria rapidly became enthralled just passing her hands over Vampirella's lush body. It was one of the most pleasant, and arousing, figures she had ran across in some time. Not at all cold. One would assume that someone this milky pale would be cool to the touch. But Vampirella's body burned with a deep, sensuous heat that seemed to invite Maria's getting lost in touching…kissing it.
"You are indeed beautiful, Maria," Vampirella whispered in a heart pounding, sexy voice. "Such big breasts! I can hardly wait to suck on them!"
Maria cupped Vampirella's left boob, "Nor I you! So firm! Your body is perfect for sex play!"
"It's how we hunt!" Vampirella came back with not a little pride in her voice. "We are vampires, after all!"
Maria froze, terror an icy pick thrust up her spine. How could vampires exist here?! She had heard of them, of course, even met vampire hunters who verified the characteristics and existence of such mythological creatures. She forced herself out of her frozen state, "Vampire?! Here?! You cannot…attack me here. It is against the rules…"
"I have sworn to my Mistress, Ama-arhus, not to injure or transform any contestant here! But there is no reason I cannot compete! I always liked playing with my food!"
With a lunge she succeeded in catching Maria in a kiss. As Maria sank to her back under the kissing vampire her mind was racing. "Fight the fear! Don't let it make you lose! It's all in your mind! This vampire is competing with sex, not terror! Calm your mind and you can defeat her! Calm your mind!"
Maria broke the…admittedly effective…kiss and went for Vampirella's throat. Licking and then kissing Vampirella's taut skin of her neck, Maria thrilled when she heard the vampire moan in obvious pleasure. At least because of her still only partially suppressed fear, the thrill excited her way more than she was used to experiencing during a bout. Whether the erotic spell of the ring cast over them had something to do with it, or Vampirella's aura, she didn't know.
Soon, she wouldn't care!
If the vampire was getting turned on by her neck work, maybe she should be planning on making her next, and hopefully last, move…give the vampire a stake, not necessarily through the heart, with her nyobin!
Maria slipped her hand down Vampirella's belly, making for her pussy. Reaching it she found it soaked…
More than ready for her nyobin.
Maria started sucking on Vampirella's sweet neck.
Then Vampirella opened her eyes alongside Maria's left ear. This had been very pleasant, just like all those evenings in the beds of schoolgirls (or their mothers), playing around, getting more and more aroused, impassioned, until it was time to feed…
Sometimes they would have two or three orgasmic bouts before she stopped playing with her food…
Now it was time to stop playing this this…food.
Vampirella glanced below the ear to see Maria's jugular running nearly straight down her neck. "She was begging for it!"
Opening her mouth wide, abruptly two pearly white and straight fangs, like hypodermic needles, extended, and she planted that wide open mouth over Maria's jugular.
Maria shrieked when she felt two pinpricks on her neck, almost in the exact middle. Then she felt the moist heat of the vampire's mouth retreat and a soothing lick over the little holes she knew now had to be there wiped away any residual blood and pain. Suddenly the wounds felt no worse than an injection.
They were not deep, anyway. Hardly broke the skin.
But they were enough for the vampire's saliva to get inside her.
And that would be enough!
Maria pulled her head, then the rest of her body from the vampire, who rested on its side, a knowing smirk on its face. She got about a foot of separation when her breath caught in her throat. Her throat…something was happening!
Vampirella laughed in triumph as she again climbed upon the prostrate Maria, using her grip on the woman's big left boob to force her down to her back on the mat. "Feel it?" she hissed into Maria's right ear. "Feel the heat? You're so lucky! You will be about the only human in existence that will survive a vampire's attack! Silly rules…but Ama-arhus wants me to obey their silly rules…"
Maria felt the heat spread from her neck. With lightning quickness it spread…all over her.
When it reached her brain a haze fell over her eyes. But it was a torrid, wildly sexy haze that demanded her to feel, think, crave the wicked and…monstrous erotic pleasures that now popped up into her consciousness.
Her body wanted to be taken! To be violated…used by this delicious, beautiful, wonderful creature still laughing at her while her hands roamed freely her now writhing body. Nothing she wanted more was to be used…fucked…drained and then refilled with the vampire's essence!
Miko jumped up and down from outside the ring. Her Mom was in trouble…big time! That bitch had drugged her or something…
She watched her Mom arch her magnificent chest up into the vampire's face and the vampire grip her left tit with her fanged mouth.
Maria was nearly delirious when the moist heat of Vampirella's mouth enclosed a big portion of the tip of her left breast. Then, just before the sucking began, she felt those pinpricks again, this time on the edge of her nipple!
Fire seized each tit! Before her very eyes they swelled, in real time, until they resembled more the udders of a cow!
And the gods help her! She suddenly so wanted to be…milked! More than anything she wanted to be grabbed and drained of all the milk seemingly filling her udders!
She would have done it herself if it wasn't for the fact that when she opened her eyes again, she saw Vampirella's loins inches above her face! And the vampire was kneeling on her arms, effectively pinning her to the mat.
Then she felt those lips kissing her just below her navel…
And going ever further down!
"Its time to end this," Vampirella's voice entered her head. "You are my slave. My saliva is what makes victims slaves to their vampires. Even though I won't drain you…"
Maria interrupted the last sentence with a moan of great loss. She so much wanted to feed this delicious vampire…anything she had to give!
"You will want, crave, more of my…'attentions'. And you just might have them, if you lose convincingly now. So spread wide and give yourself to me. Oh, and don't forget to rim me out properly." And those loins suddenly dove down around Maria's face.
"Mom! Noooooo!" Screamed Miko, but it was drowned out by the roar of the crowd.
Maria instantly began licking up and down the asscrack over her face, spending particular time with the anus over her nose. Then she felt her legs raised up till her knees touched the mat. Then her hips were raised until her two holes were pointing straight up.
Again she felt Vampirella's mouth enclose her vulva, and another pair of pinpricks alongside her clit.
Maria's yelp from the very minimal but very intimate pain was completely smothered by vampire ass.
At once her entire pussy, but especially her clit, seem to explode into sexy fire. It brought tears to her eyes, it felt so horribly good! It was all she could do to not cum right then and there!
But, without having to wait in sexual agony any further, Maria felt a powerful, and long!, tongue shoot right down her pussy, spreading her widely and effortlessly, until the tip penetrated her cervix.
Maria's screams couldn't be heard, would never be heard, what with two Hollywood quality asscheeks wrapped around her face!
But the violent, and delicious, penetration did it. With a flash behind her closed eyes, Maria felt her nyobin, all wrist thick sixteen inches of it, explode from her clit to knock Vampirella's face right out from between her labia. The impact was so severe that the vampire was flung right off Maria!
"Nows your chance, Mom!" Miko futilely tried to scream over the crowd. "Now!"
But Maria just lay there, shuddering and gasping as her throat, nipples, and monstrously swollen nyobin sent jolts of near orgasmic pleasure throughout her body. All Maria could do was look and smile as the vampire knelt aside her convulsing body.
"You are bad off, baby!" Vampirella, said, looking Maria up and down. "I would have done away with any other victim by now if they were in your condition! Sorry that I overdid it!" Then she looked down and reached out for Maria's nyobin. "My, my, that is a big girl sticker you have there! Maybe you'll show me how to make one, too! Tell me, is it sensitive?"
She stroked the thick shaft once and Maria howled, arching her hips up a good half foot off the mat.
"Sensitive, all right!" Vampirella answered with a thoroughly evil chuckle. Then, as the crowd roared "Fuck her! Finish her! Fist her!" over and over, she looked up and saw Miko, nearly in tears, jumping up and down frantically. She recognized her immediately. "That you daughter? Good looking piece of meat! Maybe I can arrange a match with her? From the looks she's giving me I'd better not restrict myself like I did with you!" She squeezed the nyobin in her hand.
And Maria arched even higher as she screamed in painful bliss.
Once her hips dropped, Maria frantically turned to the vampire, "Please! Finish it! I gotta have it! Please! I love you! Take me!"
Like so many females before you! Vampirella thought. "You mean you're asking me to make you cum? Is that what you want?"
Maria desperately nodded her sweat drenched head up to the vampire towering over her.
"Will you show me how to make one of those nyobins? So I can fuck you and your daughter?"
More nodding, again without hesitation.
"Promise?"
"Yes! Please, its starting to hurt. You've won. Take me! I can't stand it anymore!"
"Do you give me permission to fuck your daughter?"
"Yes!"
"'Yes, Mistress'!"
"Yes Mistress!"
"Anything I want with her? Provided she accepts it?"
More nodding.
Suddenly Vampirella raised her head to the crowd, now nearly hoarse from screaming. Raising the arm not clutching Maria's nyobin, she indicated that the crowd should vote.
Instantly came the answer: "Fuck her!"
With a nod, Vampirella looked back down at Maria. "I hope you have a strong heart! Enjoy!"
Then Vampirella began beating that arm thick nyobin. Starting slowly, she gradually but relentlessly increased the rate and strength of grip until her hand was a blur and Maria was thrashing on the mat. She urged the vampire on with big smiles on her sweaty face and frantic hands gripping powerful thighs. She also started to fuck her hips up into the strokes, fucking the vampire's fist.
Still Vampirella increased the power and length of her assault until an overwhelmed Maria was wantonly flailing on the mat, legs and arms randomly tossing and turning, her head tossing side to side with glazed eyes and the most stupid grin on it.
Miko had tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched her Mom shriek in absolute bliss and thrust her hips up madly into Vampirella's all conquering, jacking fist. But behind Miko's mask of humiliation and sorrow was another mask. It was a mask of utter and total hatred…and demand for revenge…and it was aimed squarely at Vampirella.

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