Take her side by side, attack simultaneously and overwhelm her.

You focus in on Lady Grace as you and Chloe stride towards her. Despite being challenged by two opponents at once, she holds her ground. In fact, she doesn’t even move to defend herself. She just folds her arms and stares at you with a sly smile on her face.

You’re just starting to get a sense of foreboding about the whole situation when Chloe lets out a high-pitched wail of pain next to you. Your eyes widen as you look over to see the ref with her fist buried deep between Chloe’s thighs in what must have been an incredibly painful cuntbusting blow. As you watch in horror, she withdraws her hand and lets Chloe collapse to the ground, clutching her injured pussy and whimpering in pain.

“What the fuck?!” you scream at her, enraged. “Did that masked bitch pay you so much that you’re willing to intervene in the match now?”

The referee just shrugs. “Strictly speaking, your poor friend down there”—she nudges Chloe with her foot—“isn’t officially part of this match. So I can do whatever I want to her. And, uh, speaking of ‘officially part of this match’...”

She grins smugly at you.

“You might want to keep an eye on your real opponent.”

Too late, you realize that you took your eyes off of Lady Grace for too long. You whirl back around, only to see her foot flying up in a superkick that you don’t have nearly enough time to dodge. Lady Grace shouts out a martial-arts battlecry as her foot collides with your chin with wrecking-ball ****, actually lifting you off your feet with the **** of the blow and knocking you utterly silly as you fall back down to the mat.

You’re barely conscious as you land, but “barely conscious” is conscious enough. Though you don’t have the strength to move or resist, you can still dimly see Lady Grace straddle your head...

...and descend to plant her lace-clad ass directly on top of your face!

You push futilely against her pale cheeks as you try to dislodge her, to no avail. But you can still hear her clear as day.

“Bring her over here,” she tells the ref. “I want to make her pay for her presumption.”

She can only be talking about Chloe, and sure enough you hear her struggling as she’s dragged over to the two of you. Lady Grace gives her rear a taunting shake in your face as she pulls your pants down, revealing your cock, erect to full-mast.

You grudgingly admit to yourself that having your face right up against a hot woman’s ass might have something to do with that.

But no sooner has your erection sprung free than a hot, wet sensation envelops it from tip to base. Your whole body tenses up in arousal at the unmistakable feeling of a deepthroat blowjob. And for a second, Lady Grace lifts herself up from her facesit just enough to let you see who’s giving it—it’s Chloe, with the dominatrix’s hands gripping her hair tightly, pushing her mouth down onto your cock, forcing her to take its entire massive length and girth. You have just enough time to take in the image before Lady Grace leans back down and you’re smothered under her ass again.

To her credit, Chloe is taking it quite well—not only is she not gagging or ****, she’s licking you up and down your length dexterously enough to send waves of pleasure up your spine. But just because she’s giving a great blowjob doesn’t mean that she—and you—aren’t being dominated, as Lady Grace is quick to remind you by grinding her rear against your helpless face.

“Count him out,” she tells the ref.

Obedience is quick and decisive. You hear smacks of flesh against flesh as the referee’s hand comes down. “One! Two! Three!”

It’s a familiar sound, and though your vision is blocked by the facesit, you don’t have to be able to see to know that the ref just counted you out by spanking Chloe’s ass.

You raise your hand to tap out and end the humiliation, but Lady Grace grabs it and forces it back to the ground. “No. This ends when I say it does. You shan’t escape so easily—not even by falling ****. As delicious as that would be.”

The statement is punctuated by the domination timer, but Lady Grace still doesn’t stop. She intends for you to cum in Chloe’s mouth, and she’s not going to stop until it happens.

Thankfully, your friend’s sexual skills and the erotic asphyxiation of Lady Grace’s facesit mean that you don’t have to wait too long before you do. Letting out a muffled moan into your opponent’s bubble butt, you blow your load deep into Chloe’s throat. She swallows every drop, depriving Lady Grace of the privilege of humiliating her further with a cumshot, before the dominatrix lets both of you up.

Lady Grace is saying something that’s no doubt smug and gloating, but you’re too busy talking to Chloe to listen to her.

“Sorry,” she murmurs. “I should’ve watched my back.”

“I blame that cheating bitch of a ref, not you,” you whisper back.

She smiles at you gratefully. “Well, at least the blowjob was good?”

“At least there’s that,” you say with a rueful chuckle, and wave to her as she slides out of the ring.

You’ve lost two points for a pinfall and domination.