Too late

As Val faltered, Melissa rolled over onto her side. The two girls were now in scissor position, the dildo in between them. Both trying to use their inner muscles to gain control of it. Val began to pant, but she'd had one fewer orgasm than her opponent, and much more experience doing this.

Melissa whimpered as she felt her grip on the dildo slip. She tried one more time, but Val had control of it. Her thrusts weakened, and Val grabbed her leg and sat up. She was straddling Melissa's left leg, and holding her right leg at a 90 degree angle from the left. She sensuously rubbed that leg, tracing the calf muscle with her finger tips.

"You're finished. Submit to me." Val said sternly. She had all the leverage. She was on top. Melissa was too far behind and too turned on to fight back.

"Ok... ok... you win. Just get off me."

"Just get me off? Very well." Val began to thrust as hard as she could with the double header, pounding the hell out of Melissa's cunt. Any protests were soon swallowed by moans of ecstasy. Her body shook as another orgasm rushed through her, and when it was over, she fell onto her back, panting.

Vallery stood up, still holding onto the dildo. She put it away and headed backstage, waving to her fans, as Melissa sat up in the ring, furious at having lost yet again to someone who couldn't even come close to out wrestling her.