You lose... and face the consequences

The match comes swift and decisive. Your fist slams into the table like a battering ram, and the orc doesn't wait for an answer.

Before you can react, he lifts you clean off your feet like you weigh nothing. One thick arm under your ass, the other around your back, carrying you bridal-style through the laughing patrons toward the back door.

He kicks the door open and steps into the cool, dark alley. Without setting you down, he pins your back against the rough stone wall, holding you suspended in the air. There's no one in sight, and still, the fact there might be sends a spark down your spine.

“Legs around me,” he orders.

You obey, wrapping your thighs around his waist. He yanks your skirt up roughly, frees his thick cock, and thrusts into you in one hard stroke, burying himself deep inside your pussy.

You gasp sharply as he starts fucking you right there. He holds you up against the wall, pounding into you with rough, powerful strokes. Your back scrapes against the bricks with every thrust. A slight painful but extremely pleasurable.

“Fuck… that’s it,” he grunts, gripping your ass tightly. “Take it all, loser.”

He suddenly pulls out with a slick noise and strokes his thick cock furiously.

With a deep growl, he aims at your body and explodes.

Thick ropes of hot cum splatter across your blouse and breasts. It soaks the fabric and dripping down your stomach onto your skirt.

He milks out the last few spurts, leaving messy white streaks all over your clothes.

“Thanks for the match. I'll be here to take you any time.”