Daxia just pulled ahead

Everyone looked at Monica, eagerly anticipating the results.

“Final score!” Monica announced judiciously. “Samantha 24, Daxia 28! The winner is Daxia!”

“WHOOOO!!!!” Elsa and Sonya cheered!

Sam was downtrodden, sitting on her knees, staring blankly into the distance. Daxia was in shock as well, but was roused out of it by her supporters. They ran up and pulled her up to join them in jumps of joy!

“Da-Sha! Da-Sha!” they chanted.

With all of the enthusiasm, it felt like she had won a major championship!

Jen went over to console her partner when Monica announced, “We will commence with the prize round!” She held out a box to Daxia which contained a large black, glossy dildo and harness. Daxia looked at it with surprise then looked at the others, suddenly a different form of shock began to come over her.

“R… right here? In front of everyone?” she asked. She would never be able to convince them she was straight if she had to perform in front of everyone!

“Well, we can give you privacy if you wish,” Monica told her. “It’s your choice.”

“It’s fine with us, we’ll be busy with this one!” Sonya told her, wrapping her arm around Jen’s shoulder.

“Loads of fun!” Elsa giggled, eyeing Jen lewdly.

Jen looked petrified and stared at Daxia in a silent plea for help.

Daxia didn’t really care about Jen’s plight, barely knowing her to begin with, or what exactly they were going to do with her, but she wasn’t inclined to have lesbian sex with her defeated opponent either. She was about to ask if she could decline the prize round completely, but then considered her opponent’s feelings. If she rejected Sam in front of everyone, that would be a major blow to the petite woman’s self worth. To save her former foe from the humiliation, Daxia simply nodded and said, “I would like to be with my prize alone then.”

“Very well,” Monica smiled and nodded, passing the strap-on over. “Come ladies, let’s give these two some space!”

“You can join US if you like!” Elsa said to the referee as she and Sonya practically dragged Jen out to claim their own prizes.

“This is why I should never gamble…” Jen sighed quietly as she got pulled away. The others jeered and cackled as they planned out their fun with her.

Their raucous clambering moved down the hall until it was out of earshot.

Alone in the room with Samantha, Daxia knelt down next to her and said, in a low tone, “We can wait here a bit and then leave, we don’t have to do this prize round. To be honest, I’m not even really into girls.”

Sam, who had been quiet and still up until now, pulled herself out of her malaise. She thought she had gotten over losing all the time, but now she just lost to someone who had never properly submission wrestled before! Actually, it wasn’t just that, she realized; it was the fact that Daxia had spent only a short amount of time with Tina and picked up so much while Sam had been training with her for months and couldn’t get results! It burned knowing that she was surpassed so quickly by someone who didn’t even have a love for the sport. She turned to Daxia with a small fire smoldering under her eyes. “Why are you even doing this then?” she asked.

“Doing what?”

“What are you doing wrestling women when you aren’t even into girls?”

“I told you before, I’m here to train so I can beat Tina,” Daxia replied.

“Oh, to beat Daxia, riiight… Because after you beat her, you get to hold that over her head or is it that you’re really hot for her?”

“I-It’s not like that!” Daxia denied right away.

“Not like what? You’re not jonesing to get Tina on her knees, sucking your strap-cock and calling you mommy?” Sam goaded.

Daxia started to flare up. She was starting to see why Tina never spoke about this girl.

“What’s the matter? You upset that you’ve been replaced by someone better?” Daxia shot back. Sam’s jaw tightened and Daxia knew she hit a nerve. “You know what? Maybe I do want to take my prize after all! I’ll show you what Tina has been teaching me all this time! I had to spend a whole week as her ****, you know? She made me do things I never thought I would…”

“Yeah?” Sam responded, dry swallowing. She didn’t understand why this was turning her on. She wanted to ask what Tina made her do, but didn’t want to let her know that she was interested.

“Yeah…” Daxia replied, pulling on the strap-on.

“You put that on well for a straight girl,” Sam sniped.

“A whole week…” Daxia reminded her, synching the straps tight. She walked over and grabbed Sam by her short hair and tilted her head back. “Now… suck!”

Sam reflexively gasped, opening her mouth at the hair tug and was unceremoniously pushed onto the long phallic objects. She was already compelled to do what she was told as the loser of the match, being physically **** to obey was just rubbing salt in the wound. Sam squirmed in her spot, feeling wet all of a sudden.

“That’s a good girl…” Daxia approved, stroking Sam affectionately. Sam bristled at the facetious act. “Now, lay back and open wide for ‘Mommy’!”

Sam sat back, resting on her elbows as she lifted her legs and spread for Daxia. All the while she glared at her conqueror with a simmering animosity. She hoped that the stare would distract from the wetness in her snatch. Daxia knelt down and drew her finger over Sam’s slit. She raised an eyebrow and Sam knew she was caught. Xia raised her finger triumphantly, showing off the shimmer of juices that coated her finger tip. She reached down again to continue. Her delicate touch **** a shiver of pleasure down Sam’s spine.

“I may not be into women, but I know how to please them!” Daxia noted.

Samantha couldn’t argue because she was already wet around Daxia’s slender fingers. The Asian’s fingers danced with light flickers over Sam’s sensitive folds before slipping inside, causing Sam to arch her back and gasp. She wanted to make a quip to undercut Daxia’s attempts to get her off, but her mind was too distracted by the feminine fingers playing around inside her. Sam let out a low growl, having to convince herself she was so hot because she was angry at this phenom beating her at her own game.