...still mysterious

It's only natural that somebody who'd put in the effort to ambush the new girl in the shower also would do so in disguising themselves, but the sight of the naked person with a small mask on their face made you laugh.

The assailant did not see the funny side, easily pinning you to the wall with one of their hands on your throat, turning off the shower with the other.

“Let’s see how fun you find this?” - They said while using that hand on your nether region, drawing a whimper from you, as you lost yourself in her eyes.

“Pathetic.” - She spoke with a dominating voice. Her fingers had become more cruel and methodical too, poking and prodding around your pained, but still needy pussy.

This was ****. Her hand was just enough to pleasure you constantly, coursing through your body, but never enough to push you over the edge.

Eventually, you started to beg. “Please...” - That was all that you were able to utter, lost in your desire.

“Please? Please what? Am I not pleasing you just now?” She mocked you, indulging you with just a bit more pressure as she spoke, still not enough to get you over.

“Please make me cum.” You conceded, no resistance left.

“You...know...what...” she spoke as slowly as possible, continuing to tease and torment you. “Since...you...asked...so...nicely...”

As soon as she finished speaking, you were lifted in the air, confusion taking over. Before you had time to think, she impaled you on her strap-on. A third orgasm hit you instantly making your mind go blank for a moment.

Your back literally against the wall, she roughly rode you to a fourth as you were surprised by quick removal of whatever previously tied your mouth and then a forceful kiss, in which you surrendered to her tongue more out of shock than anything else.

Following that, you swiftly found yourself upside down, legs weakly crossed around her head, and your mouth instinctively sucked on her fake cock. At her end, her tongue reached across the length of your pussy, just about touching your butthole. After getting it sufficiently lubricated, her tongue returned to its main task, licking away at your pussy, while she introduced a finger to this other hole. This new sensation, in combination with...everything else, earned a fifth and final climax, the mystery woman looking to drink up as much as she could before placing you – gently, admittedly – to the floor.

“Welcome to EroFights, bitch” was the last thing you heard from her, your music echoing in the background, as you lied there, face dampened by a mixture of the water and your own juices.

The next thing you knew, you were surrounded by your fellow fighters.

“Oh thank god you’re okay.” A concerned Sasha helped you to your feet. “We just thought you were having a long shower after, well, everything that happened. It was only when one of the girls heard someone leave out one of the other doors that we thought something was off.”

“What the hell happened?” a concerned and angry Jayden asked.

You explained as the crowd gathered listened with varying degrees of sympathy, fury and, on a few occasions, horny etched on their faces.

“Hot.” Somebody said, earning a stiff punch from the woman beside her, both actions that raised a still weak smile on your face.

“Well, I’m so sorry this happened.” Sasha immediately apologised once you were done. “There will be an investigation into who did this, and they will be held responsible. I couldn’t blame you at all for wanting to leave after that, but if you decide to stay, I promise you will have an opportunity for ****, however you want. What do you say?”