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Chapter 22 by korook korook

Can you?

No way. She’s even starting to convince you a little bit...

You have to admit that even you’re starting to doubt whether or not this was a good idea. Your sucking and licking increases to a frantic pace as you try to distract Athena from her speech, but she’s got far too much mental discipline to lose her train of thought to this.

“You offered yourself to me,” she tells you, now openly gloating. “That firm body pressed against mine, lips and tongue servicing my breasts...pleasure on a silver platter. How could I refuse?”

The referee has apparently heard enough. Her hand slams down on the buzzer, and Athena is awarded a point.

Your only option at this point is the last recourse of losing wrestlers everywhere: arguing with the ref.

“Come on, this is bullshit!” you complain to her. “She says some pretty words and suddenly you’re taking my point and giving it to her?”

“Weren’t you paying attention?” she shoots back. “It wasn’t your point in the first place.”

“Oh, fuck off, you can’t—” you start, but the ref cuts across you.

“Listen up,” she tells you in a voice that brooks no argument. “You don’t get to tell me what I can and can’t do. I’m officiating this match and my decision is final. Now fuck off, or Athena won’t be the only woman to make you suck something of hers today.”

An “ooooooh” echoes from the crowd as you’re **** to slink back to your corner in shame. Melody gives you a consoling pat on the shoulder while the Goddesses high-five in celebration.

“That was a disaster,” you mutter.

Maybe you should tag out and save face? Or should you stay in and try to redeem yourself?

Either way, your team loses a point for domination.

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