She had something custom-made

With Amber down and only half conscious, Allison let go of her scissor hold. Leaving her lying face down, she left the ring and came back with a bondage device full of buckles and chains.

She grabbed Amber by the wrists and twisted both arms behind her back, then put them into the buckles, tying them together. Then she wrapped the free chain up around Amber's neck.

Amber was still not fighting back, trying to catch her breath, and didn't seem to notice that she'd been tied up yet. Allison picked up the box of sex toys that Amber always carried to the ring and dumped them out. A dozen or so vibrators of different shapes sizes and colors fell out, along with a few leather harnesses, ball gags, anal beads, and a couple things that she didn't even recognize.

"Awake yet?" Allison taunted Amber as Amber wriggled, trying to get up. "You might want to be careful."

Amber got to her knees and her arms and shoulders exploded with power. And then she sudden stopped and fell forward coughing. The chain around her neck had suddenly tightened and dug into her throat, **** her!

"That's a special restraint device, custom made for muscle girls like me and you." Allison flipped Amber over onto her back, then picked up a box. She opened it, and it was full of brightly colored clamps.

"The way it works is that the chain around your neck is like a **** collar, every time you pull on it it tightens and if you quit pulling it loosens. So trying to just bust your way out of that won't work."

With a wicked smile Allison hooked one of the clamps to Amber's clit. Amber screamed in shock and agony. Laughing, Allison began flicking the clip back and forth, and Amber's wails of pain slowly began mixing with ecstasy.

"You can't take it, can you?" Allison hooked a clip to each of Amber's nipples.

Amber orgasmed again, her pussy gushing all over the mat as her eyes rolled back in her head. But Allison grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her knees.

"I've won this match, cunt, and you know it, but according to the rules I can **** you for as long as I want. So if you want to acknowledge me as the winner and make it stop..."

Allison spread her legs wide and stood up on tiptoe, flexing her thighs and calves. She planted her fists on her hips and spread her lats.

"WORSHIP ME, you weak little bitch. I want your tongue all over every INCH of my muscles. And maybe, MAYBE, if you do a good job, I'll let you worship my superior pussy as well."