First elimination

Vanessa grabbed Sandy by the hips, but before she could insert the strapon, Sandy reached between her own legs and did a front flip, then used the strap on as a lever to throw Vanessa into the pillows. She sat down on Vanessa's back and put her legs under Vanessa's arms, and then behind her head in a leg full nelson.

"You forgot to use lube... maybe this will teach you not to forget."

Sandy pressed herself up, and used her legs to **** Vanessa's head down over her own strap-on. Vanessa was flexible, but this hurt, and she gagged as she was **** to deep throat her own cock.

April was laying into Amelia with punches, but the angry bride was pretty handy herself. She nearly knocked April's head off with an open hand slap and then a thrust kick. April fell into the ring post. Amelia charged but April jumped and then gave her a sunset flip. With Amelia's pussy only inches from her face she took a few seconds to decide whether to lick or bite. But that time gave Amelia to kick out and grab April by the ankles. She pushed April's ankles up over her head, April was against the turnbuckle and folded up. Amelia could have eaten April into orgasm (or possibly bitten her into submission), but Ellen hit her from behind before she had a chance to do that.

The oil was making Wendy's green body paint wash off. She and Melissa could neither one get a good grip on the other.

"Truce?" asked Wendy. She was on the bottom. Their legs were intertwined, their breasts rubbing together. She could feel both their nipples hardening. Neither had any advantage since the oil neutralized Melissa's strength and most of her technical knowledge, and Wendy couldn't use any of her witch tricks.

"...Ok. We're not getting anywhere."

Melissa headed towards the ring while Wendy snuck up to where Vanessa and Sandy were. Sandy had taken the strap on off Vanessa and put it on herself, but Vanessa was fighting desperately to avoid it, kicking her legs.

Wendy had time to look at the selection of sex toys. A 13 inch strapon caught her eye. She laughed wickedly to herself and buckled it on. Deciding Vanessa was more ****...

Just as Vanessa thought she was going to kick Sandy off, Wendy appeared. Grabbing two handsful of hair, she jammed more than half the strap on cock's length down Vanessa's throat. Vanessa choked, and Sandy took advantage. She was now behind Vanessa in doggy position, and she grabbed her by both wrists before shoving the well lubed strapon into her ass.

Wendy wrapped her legs around Vanessa's head in a figure 4 headscissor, trapping Vanessa's head on the cock. Sandy wrenched Vanessa's arms behind her as she slammed it in. Vanessa was having flash backs to her days as a street girl. The utter lack of power that she so hated, but was inexplicably a turn-on...

Vanessa was hit by a massive orgasm only seconds before she passed out, unable to breathe around the cock buried in her throat. Sandy and Wendy both dropped the knocked out pimp and glared at each other.

In the ring, Melissa had a sleeper and body scissor on Ellen, who seemed helpless to fight back. Amelia had April by the hair, and was dragging her towards the small bondage pit in the far corner of the gym.

Becky and Miss H were both watching, trying to ignore how fucking horny this was making them.

"My money's on Melissa" Miss H said.

"She can't sexfight. My money's on Sandy" Becky responded.

ELIMINATED
Vanessa the Pimp

STILL IN
Amelia the bride
Melissa the wrestler
Ellen the spy
Wendy the witch
Sandy the belly dancer