No, last time was just luck.

You're cocky now, thinking that you have her all scouted out. You circle each other for a minute. Sophia isn't sure what to think, her mind still clouded by her first ever **** orgasm and first lost fall she's ever had. You try to male a move to take her down but she quickly side step and you slip and fall in the slime.

She quickly capitalizes and grabs your ankle, pulling your leg towards your head behind you. She has your foot nearly touching your shoulder. Luckly you're fairly flexible, so it doesn't hurt, but it leaves your sopping wet pussy wide open. "Time for payback, bitch!" You struggle to escape, but she has you locked into the leg hold still with one hand. She balls up her fist and lines it up with your snatch.

Realizing what she's about to do you yell over your shoulder, "No! Please! I've never been fisted! I don't know if I can take it! You'll tear me apart!" She laughs at you menacingly, "You know what they say, don't dish it out if you can't take it." With that she plunges her fist mercilessly into your slime dripping pussy. Your mouth gapes open, unable to scream, much less say anything. She twists it around inside like you did, causing you immense pain, but also unbeleivable pleasure. You never imagined it would feel so good.

She begins slamming her fist in and out of you. It takes everything you've got to not orgasm. You scratch and claw at the slimey floor, trying to escape this insane ecstasy. She totally has her way with you; fisting, spanking, pussy slapping, all of it. You're pussy is so wet and willing now that she easily fist fucks you at a fast pace, pounding into you. You can't take any more. You scream and arch your back as you orgasm even harder than your first loss. Your hips move uncontrollably against her invading fist. The crowd roars as they see you reduced to a pathetic fuck toy.

She realizes she has you and lets go of your leg but continues fisting you. You willingly spread you legs, moving your hips to the rhythm of her fist. Juices squirt out from your pussy and you scream and moan. You beg for more without Sophia even telling you too, "Please! More! I need more! I'm your slut! Your pathetic little slut! Just please for the love of god keep going!" Sophia is more than happy to oblige and goes on for a couple minutes before you finally slump in a shaking, moaning heap on the floor.

She takes out her fist and a flood of juices flows out of you. Your body jolts a couple times, your eyes nearly rolling back, your tongue out as you pant in exhaustion. She raises her hand in victory as the announcer comes back on the loud speaker, "The winner, and still Tipsy Bucket champion, SOPHIA!" The crowd cheers and claps. Its a standing ovation.