"The Barbarian!"

You bellow your name in a primal roar of victory. The audience roars riotously in response and you look down at Candi the Conquered as she looks up at you with new eyes. There is fear in her eyes of course, both fear of your dominating presence and your hard, hungry cock, but also fear about the threshold she is about to cross. She had been so proud of never bottoming to a sissy. Now that she's about to be a bitch's bitch, she must be worried. What if she likes it? What if she likes it more than topping? You plan to make her LOVE it. You want her to love it more than she's ever loved anything, just to prove that you can.

"Now the part you've all been waiting for, The Barbarian claims her prize and gets to do anything she wants to the 'Conqueror' until The Barbarian cums." The announcer rings out over the loudspeaker and the stands grow hushed.

You begin by snapping your fingers and pointing to your drooling dick. It's not a long or thick as her monster, but you smirk knowing it won't matter once you are done with her because she will never use it again anyway. Candi opens her bubblegum pink lips around your cockhead and hesitates a second, probably hoping it won't taste as good as stud shafts. You are tempted to grab her by the hair and face fuck her into you fill her with so much cum she sloshes when she crawls away, but you don't want to make it easy on her. In the end, it will be far crueler to let her take her time, let her hunger **** her onto your cock and let her lust melt her from the inside out.

You watch her eyes she tries to deny the horrible hunger calling her to fall deeper into the void. How can she fight against her own decadent desires with only her shattered pride as a shield? Sure enough, tentative tastes and begrudging kisses give way to loving licks and sweet, surrendering sucks. Before you know it, she has devoured your dick, desperately trying to suck the cum straight from your balls into her thirsty throat. It is tempting to say the least. Her tongue is so talented, and it is writing a sticky sweet siren song of satisfaction against your swollen shaft...but you have something more fun in mind. She does not get to take your load so easily. No, you will GIVE it to her when she has earned it.

You push her off your prick with your foot. She struggles at first, but ultimately goes slack and lets you push her to the ground. You see it again at the edges of her deep blue eyes, hot haughty hatred. Time to drown it out for good. You slip between her legs and slide your meat missile past her plump posterior and against her puckering pussy. You let her lay like that for a few agonizing seconds, watch her spite for you sparkle in her eyes and then begin to dim as the ache inside her whimpers out, "Like...doncha wanna WHIMPER fuck me? I'm like totes UNH hot and I was such AAH a bitch. Don't you wanna like MOAN punish me?"

You smile cruelly and see something new in her eyes...recognition. You lick your lips, anticipating how savory her submission will taste. She licks hers, and you can see the light dying in her eyes...

She is so close to breaking...but then again, who wants to play with a broken toy? Do you dare defeat her without utterly destroying her?