Daisy takes out Marge for a bit

Daisy saw what Marge was doing. She took a running start and slid through the ropes, dropkicking her before she could finish untying Loot's wrist. Captain Marge went flying backwards and slammed into the guardrail.

"Nope. You're hogtied, you stay that way." She swung her legs open and snapped them shut around Loot's neck, and began to squeeze. Horse riding builds powerful squeezing muscles, and Shelly was finding this out the hard way... Daisy didn't look all that strong but her legs were like steel clamps.

Daisy wriggled her legs, inching her way forward so that her pussy was pressed right up against Loot's chin.

"Oh, yeah, there's the spot. Ride 'em, c'mon... ooohhh..." Holding onto the ropes, Daisy began to slowly rock her hips around, using Loot's chin as a makeshift sex toy. Her scissor was so tight that Loot couldn't even get her mouth open to try and bite.

In the ring, Tulip got to her feet. She was dizzy. But Plunder was getting up slower, and was holding her tits. Big red marks were visible where Daisy had been bouncing on them...