It's a matter of inches...

Shae is stirring, but you can see Sasha stretching out, **** to be tagged in. You reach out with all your might, just an inch or two more... just... a little... more...

“NOOOOoooooooo...” you cry out, as at the very last second, Shae pulls you away from Sasha’s outstretched hand.

“Uh uh uh~” she cackles, as she places herself on your stomach. “Not getting away that easy. Now...” she forces her fingers into your mouth, not that it takes much effort after all that energy you’ve used up. “... it’s time for you to cum!”

Once Shae finishes speaking, she pulls out your mouth, and the room soon echoes with a loud schlicking sound as her fingers invade your soaking pussy again. As if that isn’t enough, she takes you in an overwhelming kiss, controlling your mouth while her fingers dominate you down below.

It’s all too much for you. Body bucking against Shae, you see her devilish grin as she knows she’s won, toying with your pussy with both hands - one fingering, one rubbing. As your head rolls back, your eyes meet a sympathetic Sasha’s as your body can’t take any more.

“Scream for me, slut.” are the last words you hear before it happens, and you obediently follow their instruction.

“FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK, SHAAEEEEEEEEEEE!!” you yell as you erupt, the added humiliation of her hands making you squirt the evidence of your surrender.

“Orgasm on the mat, John. Victory goes to the team of Shae and Mairi.” The ref says with a slight smile on her face as she confirms your defeat.

“Yes! Good girl~” Shae cheers in delight as her team’s win is confirmed; she continues to finger and rub, trying to keep you spraying for as long as she can.

Which, it turns out, is quite some time. So long that you feel those butterflies in your stomach again, moaning before you can even get out a weak response, as you look at her with pleading eyes. “Stop...”

“Oh? Gonna cum again, you naughty, needy slut?” Shae laughs as she speeds up again, drawing lustier and lustier moans from your mouth, as your face starts to crease in pleasure. “Ooooh, I can feel it clamping down again; you are, aren’t you?!” she says, delighting in this unexpected turn of events, before switching to a more seductive tone. “Go on~ You’ve already lost~ There’s really no point holding back now~”

She’s right. There isn’t. And so, you don’t.

“HOLYYYYY SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTT!!!” Rolling from one orgasm pretty much straight into another, you cum again, spraying a little more as you spasm underneath Shae.

“Ha, fuck! Yes!” Shae slips to her more peppy self as she watches you climax, turning back to that more commanding self as you ride it out. “Ha, little loser slut... I bet I could keep doing this to you all day... but I don’t wanna. Time for you and that clearly not good enough mentor to pay your dues...”

In the build up to that second orgasm, you were so engulfed by pleasure that you’d forgotten that Sasha (or anyone besides Shae, to be honest) was even here. But now that Shae reminded you of her, why didn’t she stop her after the match was done?

When your eyes dart to her, you find out why as Mairi has her held from behind, teasing her pussy while she was presumably made to watch Shae have her way with you. The moment you lock eyes, Sasha is unable to stifle a moan, something that makes you blush as you turn back to Shae.

“N-now what?” you ask, a mixture of trepidation and excitement.

“Oh, Sasha didn’t let you know?” Shae chuckles, as she pulls you close to whisper in your ear, all while Mairi pulls Sasha into the ring.

“Now we really have some fun...”