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Chapter 8 by korook korook

How does she finish you off?

There’s only one move the audience hasn’t seen from her yet...

“Time for the big finish!” Roxie shouts to the audience. “How should I knock him out?”

A chant starts up, and you have trouble hearing it at first, but more and more of the fans pick it up until it first becomes unmistakable, and then deafening: “Facesit! Facesit! Facesit!”

“Facesit it is,” she says with a Cheshire grin. “By popular acclaim...”

She crouches down to straddle your face, and calls out, “Ready? One...two...three!”

On “three”, she leans forward and her pussy presses down onto your face.

Your air is instantly cut off as she seals off your mouth and nose. But she doesn’t cover your whole face—she leaves some space for you to look out, to stare up at her, to watch her as she finally forces you to the defeat that you now realize has been inevitable this whole time.

Almost unconsciously, your tongue slips out to eat her out, as you try your best to please your conqueror.

She gasps in delight and pumps her hips, rubbing herself against your face and shifting so that your tongue can reach her deepest, most sensitive places. The warm wetness of her sex wipes all other sensations from your mind.

“Aaah...that’s right,” she says, exultant in her dominance. “Keep eating me out. Keep that—mmm—tongue-fuck going. Lick the pussy that’s about to knock you out.”

You oblige her easily, shifting your attentions to her clit as she rides you triumphantly. But as your tongue slides around it to pleasure her, you start to feel woozy. The lack of air is getting to you.

The Champion smiles down at you as your eyes start to go glassy, but doesn’t let up.

“Mmmm...this is my favorite way to get off,” she confides. “Defeating my opponent, overpowering them completely...and then claiming them for my own.”

Your vision darkens as you’re smothered out, but Roxie is ready for her final climax of the night. The last thing you see as consciousness slips away from you is the perfection of her body, and the last sounds to reach your ears are her wordless scream of passion and the sound of the final bell.

It’s been a hell of a ride, but you’ve finally been defeated by the Champion.

What's next?

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