Tina experiences a new part of WSW

“How did you do it?” Tina asked, in a post orgasmic stupor.

“When we were wrestling, I wasn’t just gauging your grappling abilities…” Monica explained. “I was also checking out where your sensitive points were. I found that you are very receptive to the back of your legs and shins.”

Tina soaked in this information, trying to recall instances where Monica had scouted her. Sure enough, she did notice her opponent being exploratory with her fingers, even while in the midst of struggle. Monica had been playing a higher level game the whole time!

Tina slowly shook her head. She had lost. She never lost. She was surprised she was taking her first defeat in stride. She thought it would be more devastating than this, but somehow felt accepting of the loss. If she was going to lose to anyone, it wasn’t a bad thing to lose to a former pro. Monica had been working her since the beginning. She showed the rookie submission wrestler what it takes to compete in the top levels of WSW and it gave her a hunger for more.

“You win…” she conceded to her opponent, looking over, still in a mild state of shock. “I underestimated you,” she admitted.

“Next time I won’t be so lucky, hm?” Monica smirked.

Tina smirked back. “I’m the lucky one tonight for having the honor of facing such a skilled competitor!”

Monica perked an eyebrow, waiting for Tina to follow up her last statement with an undercutting quip. When none came, she said, “What? No more jabs?”

“The match is over, there’s no need to trade barbs,” the martial artist shrugged. “You proved to be the better wrestler; in WSW, and I acknowledge that.”

“But not in any other combat, right?” Monica asked with narrowed eyes.

Tina responded without hesitation, “Oh, no. I would whup you ass in any other combat!”

They both laughed.

“Well, thankfully, we are only doing submission wrestling!” Monica said. “Speaking of which… you mentioned toys you had ready for the prize round?”

Tina blushed. She really had intended to use her toys on Monica after winning, but now the tables were turned. “Uh… yeah, I’ll go get them…”

She returned quickly with her box of toys. Monica looked through them approvingly. They were WSW official branded merch. Tina was a fan of the sport after all.

“A nice collection!” she praised, picking out a familiar strap-on. “Now, I believe I said something about filling your mouth with a dildo…”

It didn’t take long for Monica to strap in. She was an old pro after all.

Tina was on her knees in front of the victorious wrestler as she synched in the harness to make sure it was secure. Monica then looked down at her defeated foe with a sense of accomplishment. There was nothing like taking in the sweet rewards of a hard fought match. She smiled and stroked Tina’s straight, dark hair. It was in a ponytail the whole time, so Monica undid it and let Tina’s hair flow free. There was something even more submissive about her opponent now that she was unrestrained by her hair tie. Monica brushed her free flowing hair to the side and drew her head in to take in the strap-on. Tina obediently opened her mouth for the plastic pink cock.

“Mmm… you’ve got experience with this, don’t you?” Monica teased. Tina couldn’t talk back now that her mouth was full, so Monica wanted to take advantage of that while she could. “I bet you like a big cock down your throat, it fits you well…”

A gurgling sound came out of the defeated wrestler, but she could not speak.

“You better get it nice and covered with your spit,” Monica went on. “Because I’m going to shove it so deep in your hole, you’re going to be feeling it up your throat!”

She felt Tina shiver through the blowjob and grinned to herself. She had missed this type of play as well.

“You ready to cum again?” she asked her newly won charge.

Tina silently nodded her head as she continued to suck off Monica’s strap-on cock. She felt a flush of humiliation for having to admit that she wanted to cum. It was degrading but also getting her hot. She was not used to being **** to please or be pleased and the experience was exciting.

“Good girl…” Monica said, stroking Tina’s head. “You can get off it now and lay back…”

Tina followed her instructions, releasing the dildo from her mouth, leaving a trail of saliva leading back to her lips. She crawled backwards, leg open for Monica to enter. She could feel her pussy throbbing in anticipation.

Monica waited until her new sub was far enough back that she could take in her exotic beauty. She hadn't been with many Asian women, so the sight of it was something she wanted to keep in her memory before she would crawl forward to join her. Monica kept her eyes on the yoga instructor’s as she guided her strap-on into the young Asian’s spread pussy. Tina’s eyes widened as Monica pressed the prick of her dildo against her slit. They widened even more as Monica slowly pushed it in. Tina let out a soft moan.

“Ahh…”

Monica caressed Tina’s trim body, lightly brushing her fingers along the contours of the Asian’s tits, moving down, along her sides and legs. She raised Tina’s left leg as she fully submerged the plastic cock into Tina’s hole. Tina felt like her body was pent up, full of pressure, ready to burst! Monica’s fingers brushing along the back of her leg was only making it worse! She shivered, doing her best to maintain her composure as Monica expertly teased her towards the edge.

She was like a musician, plucking at Tina’s strings. Her toned body pushed in and out, sliding the strap-on along like it was a part of her actual body. As soon as Tina felt like she couldn’t take anymore, Monica would let up and allow her a moment’s reprieve, only to start up again, keeping her on edge the whole time. She closed her eyes and controlled her breathing because that was all that she could do. It would be up to Monica to let her cum, she was her mistress now.

As she was filled in and out with the strap-on, Tina looked up, into Monica’s eyes, pleadingly. Monica could see the desperation in her eyes, it fueled her to tease harder. She wanted to see how well disciplined Tina’s body was. She wondered if her kegels were as conditioned as her thighs were. She pumped in harder and harder, then eased up when she felt Tina at her tensest. She would test her again and again, pushing a little bit more each time. It was impressive how long Tina was lasting. Monica started to wonder if she was being cruel by dragging this out. Maybe it was time to let the girl have one.