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Chapter 11 by Quantum42 Quantum42

Can Niobe break free? Or is the match already over?

The Champion Submits

Niobe clearly has a dilemma. On the one hand, her competitive spirit compels her to fight fiercely to win the match, but on the other hand, having Aeria's tempting honey box just inches from her muzzle is driving her wild with desire. She struggles, but despite her greater size and strength, she seems unable to break Aeria's flawlessly executed scissors hold. It certainly doesn't help that her lust for the gorgeous feathered female on top of her is clouding her mind.

"You know," Aeria leans down and whispers, "if you'll just settle down and be a good kitty, I'll give you a taste of this." She fingers her cunt, then brings a talon within reach of Niobe's tongue. The ebony leopardess greedily devours the tiny morsel, licking at Aeria's talon with her rough pink tongue. Aeria flashes her captive a predatory smile. With her free hand, she reaches under Niobe's powerful midnight-furred body and cups her left breast. Niobe moans as the falcon-girl clutches and kneads her firm yet squeezable tit flesh, then reaches over to give the other breast some attention.

Niobe tries again to break free, but Aeria tightens her slim, well-toned thighs around the leopard-girl's throat. Whether from sexual overload or from lack of oxygen, Niobe's resistance weakens. Her attempts to pull Aeria's legs apart begin to seem less like the mighty strainings of a champion sex fighter and more like a half-hearted effort to keep her dignity as her will crumbles. Aeria simply keeps her trapped beneath her, dangling her warm, inviting sex just out of reach.

Finally, something seems to give within her, and Niobe's arm drops limply to the mat. She lets out a sigh of resignation, and Aeria rolls her onto her back. "Good kitty," she murrs. She lets go, then leans in to give the defeated champion a deep, sensual kiss as the ref counts up to ten.

"You promised me a taste," Niobe whines, sliding her paw back to clutch at Aeria's downy-feathered rear end.

The falcon-girl smiles down at her. "That's right," she replies. "I think we have time for a little fun before they kick us off the mat...."

What next?

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