Monica pushes Tina over the edge

“Mmhmm… yes… you like that, right?” Monica uttered as she continued to thrust her plastic cock into her defeated opponent.

“Uh.. huh…” Tina moaned back. She felt depraved, letting her subjugator physically and verbally **** her, but she played along because it was her role. It was a new and exciting role for her to try out. For someone who was used to standing up for herself and always having her guard up, it was a surreal and perverse experience. She felt a strange sense of freedom in allowing Monica to do what she pleased with her. The freeing sensation threatened to tip her over the edge of ecstasy as her new mistress pumped in and out of her cunt with full access.

“You were such a fierce fighter that I’m getting goosebumps riding you like this!” Monica admitted. She grinned with excitement. “It feels like I just tamed a wild beast…”

Tina growled under her breath. “Not fully tamed…” she replied with a muted grin.

Monica grinned back, noting the fire still burning in her former opponent’s eyes. “Hmm… I guess I’ll have to break you in some more then!” she decided, picking up her pace. Tina gasped and bit her lip. “Don’t you dare cum until I tell you to!” Monica warned.

Tina grunted in reply. She had to do everything in her power to keep her body under control now that Monica was kicking things up another notch. She felt the brunette’s heated body press up against her own as Monica started to grind deeper into her pussy. “Ahhh…” Tina moaned, barely able to contain herself.

Monica was being cruel; she had no intention of permitting Tina to cum, but she wasn’t going to tell her that. Tina seemed game for the challenge, refocusing on keeping her arousal in check. They went silent as each concentrated on their tasks. The heated competition only seemed to intensify their feelings. Monica’s body was like an oven now, beads of sweat forming on her bare skin. Tina panted heavily, staring down at Monica, heavy lidded. The Yoga Instructor’s muscles twitched, threatening to give way, but she **** herself to hold on. She wanted to outlast her conqueror in an act of stubborn defiance.

Monica could sense the determination in her lascivious charge through the tensing of the muscles as she caressed the young Asian. Tina skirted dangerously close to the edge of orgasm but refused to let herself fall over. She bared her clenched teeth and hissed as she fought through the pleasure. Monica wasn’t letting up, prodding her, testing her resolve. The brunette’s fingers ran down the back of Tina’s legs, causing the Asian to shiver and stiffen up. She let out a strained groan as Monica started to brush her calf and back of her knee. She was tormenting her with pleasure!

“Nnn…” Tina moaned, biting her lip to restrain herself from letting go.

“You’re a tough one, there’s no denying that!” Monica admitted. She leaned in close enough that Tina could feel the warmth of her breath. “But that just makes me want to break you more!” she added before leaning in to lick Tina’s chin and nibble her ear.

“Aahhh…” Tina uttered with ragged breath.

“How much longer can you hold out, my wild kitten?” Monica asked, nuzzling Tina’s neck as her strap-on continued to pump in and out of the personal trainer’s swollen pussy.

“Ungh….” Tina groaned.

There was only one way this was going to end and despite her best efforts, Tina couldn’t hold back the dam any longer. Monica could feel the rupture mounting and reveled in breaking the proud woman. She reached behind Tina’s head and grasped a handful of hair, pulling Tina’s head up to look her in the eyes.

“Is that all you can take?” she taunted. Her cock kept thrusting as she made her admonishments so that there was a steady pat sound as she spoke. “Are you such a cumslut that you won’t even last a minute from my dildo?! I thought you were a well trained martial artist. Where’s your body control?”

“Ngh…” Tina growled back, barely able to hold on.

“If you cum now, I’m going to have to punish you!” Monica cautioned.

“Mnn…” Tina responded, tensing up again. She knew Monica wanted to **** her to cum and she refused to give in to her, even if she was supposed to be submissive. Her pride prevented her from simply falling in line.

“Yeah, you better hold it!” Monica continued between the pats of her mound tapping against Tina’s. “You wouldn’t want to suffer even more! A delicate flower like you wouldn’t be able to take the kinds of punishments I have in mind! I’d have you whimpering for me to stop before the night even began!”

Tina bristled. Again her pride was getting the better of her because now she was starting to think she should just orgasm to take the punishment. Monica didn’t think she could take it, but she could take whatever the old vet could dish out. She’s spent years training and honing her body, it could take the ****.

“Don’t you dare!” Monica warned, seeing the look of contemplation in Tina’s eyes.

Once again, the rookie flashed a glare of resilience. It was a petty act to go against the wants of her mistress, but it filled Tina with a bliss filled defiance. Her orgasm was heavenly! Her eyes rolled back and her lips formed a perfect ‘o’ as her entire body began to shudder. Her body convulsed as she let out a satisfied moan.

“AAAhhh!”

Monica kept pumping. She had been angling for this the whole time, but was taken aback by how intense Tina’s orgasm ended up being. The younger woman gushed juices, creating a small puddle on the mat. The rhythmic patting of Monica’s thrusts became wet smacks. Tina’s muscles went lax and her pupils fell back into place and she gave the most satisfied look to Monica.

Monica frowned, feigning annoyance. “Alright, if that’s how you want to play…” she said, pulling herself off of the spent athlete. Tina lay in her own pile of juices, still grinning dopily from her orgasmic release. Monica went over to Tina’s cache of prize round toys and picked something out that she had spotted earlier.

“You had your fun, now it’s time for mine!” Monica told her.