Jess vs. Sam – The Winner Fucks the Loser (Pt.2) 

Pt. 1

Jess lay exhausted on the mats. Her face was covered in Sam’s juices, and her clit was throbbing having already cum twice during the match. She was done, but unfortunately the women had a deal that the winner of the wrestling match took the loser as her plaything. 

She watched Sam walk over to the table with all of the toys. Sam ran her fingers over them, deciding what to use first on her defeated opponent. On the table was a green and a blue strap-on dildo, handcuffs, a ball-gag, a vibrator and a riding crop. 

Sam was a purple belt in Jiu-jitsu and had always wanted to use it to sexually dominate another woman. When she saw Jess’s post, she seized her opportunity. She knew by the way Jess wrote she didn’t train, so was confident she would beat her. When Jess started trash-talking, it just made her more determined to win. 

Sam tied her blonde hair up into a ponytail again and turned towards Jess who was now kneeling on the canvas. She looked defeated, submissive, and hotter than she had all night. Sam loved Jess’s dark hair, mousy face and B cup breasts. Jess lifted weights, so her ass was supple and round. Sam couldn’t wait to spread her cheeks. 

Sam had dominated women before, but never like this. Jess was another alpha she’d forced to submit. The victory was sweeter than she’d expected. Jess was hers for as long as she wanted, and she was going to squeeze every last drop of pleasure out of her brunette slave. 

Sam picked up the strap-on and fastened it around her waist. She loved how powerful it made her feel. She also selected the riding crop and walked over to Jess. 

“Alright my little slut. It’s time for you to find out what happens to losers!” Jess asked if she could have five minutes to recover. Sam just laughed.

Jess had never been dominated before. She wanted more time to prepare. But Sam was a lioness who’d caught her prey. It was time to eat. 

Sam grabbed Jess by her pony tail and started to drag her around the mat on all fours. Jess struggled to keep up as Sam pulled her by the hair and walked her like a dog. 

Sam told her to bark. Jess reluctantly complied. Sam giggled as she walked her barking sub around the mats.  She was going to degrade Jess and make her wish she’d never challenged her. As Jess was crawling and barking, Sam tapped her ass with the riding crop.

Sam stopped in front of Jess and pushed her face between her ass cheeks. “Lick my asshole you little loser.” It was salty from sweat. Sam bent over so that Jess could get her tongue inside. 

“That’s it. Lick my winner asshole. That’s what losing tastes like.”

Jess hated that Sam was still taunting her. She hadn’t expected Sam’s verbal domination to be so effective. It had demoralised her during the fight, and was humiliating her now. 

Sam got down on all fours and made Jess crawl after her. She spread her ass cheeks and said, “come on bitch, come and lick my winner hole.” 

Sam pressed Jess’s face deeper between her thick cheeks and started to touch herself. She let Jess work for a while, then stood up.

“Good girl Jessie. Now it’s your turn.”

Sam made Jess kneel in front of her and open her mouth. She spat into her open mouth, just as Jess had done to Sam during the match. Sam mercilessly drove the dildo deep into Jess’s throat, making her gag. Jess tried to push Sam back, but Sam said, “Ah ah. No hands. Just suck like a good girl.” Then whipped Jess’s tits with the riding crop. Her nipples stung as she continued sucking on the dildo. 

Spit was running down her chin. Sam kept fucking her mouth, making Jess gag. Sam held her by the hair and drove the dildo deeper into her mouth. Jess’s eyes watered as she hoped the assault would soon come to an end. 

Sam suddenly pulled the green dildo out of Jess’s mouth and let her fall onto her hands. 

“Face-down, ass-up.” 

Jess did as she was told. She’d completely submitted to Sam. Any fight she’d had in her was long gone, replaced by sexual surrender. 

Jess waited obediently with her ass in the air as Sam went over to the table. She watched as Sam picked up the ball-gag, handcuffs, and butt-plug. Jess closed her eyes, preparing herself for what was coming next.  

“Alright Jessie. I think I remember you messaging me before our match to say you were going to fuck my virgin asshole with your big strap-on. Do you remember that?” 

Jess nodded. 

“Answer me.” 

“I remember.” 

“Mistress.” 

“I remember, mistress”

“So do I. Now you’re going to pay for all that trash talk. Do you understand?” 

“Yes mistress.” 

Sam pulled Jess up by the hair and put the ball-gag in her mouth. She fastened it behind her neck and pushed her head back down to the mat. Jess had never worn a ball-gag. It filled her mouth and made her drool down her chin. 

Sam placed Jess’s hands behind her back and put the handcuffs on her wrists. They weren’t necessary, Jess wasn’t fighting back, but she loved the feeling of completely dominating her. 

Then Sam took Jess by the pony tail and made her walk on her knees over to a mirror at the side of the mats. Sam said “look at that little loser in the mirror.” 

Jess looked at herself. The red ball-gag filled her mouth, and her hands were bound behind her back. Her own fluids coated the inside of her legs, and she could smell Sam’s groin on her face. 

Next to Jess Sam looked like a goddess. Her long blonde ponytail fell over her shoulders, and the strap-on added another level of prowess. In her left hand was the butt-plug. 

Sam let go of Jess’s ponytail and let her fall. “Alright Jessie, arch your back and present your asshole to me.” 

Sam put the butt-plug in her mouth and covered it with saliva. Then she spat on Jess’s asshole and started to rub it in circles. Jess closed her eyes and felt the warm liquid coat her tight, exposed hole. 

Jess bit down on the ball-gag as Sam pushed the butt-plug inside of her. It burned as it entered, and she moaned and grimaced as it filled her. 

Sam watched the butt-plug disappear into Jess with satisfaction. “That’s a good little loser.” 

Once her sub was plugged, Sam lined up her dildo with Jess’s vagina and slid it deep inside. Jess gave a muffled moan from behind her ball-gag as her asshole clenched on the plug. Jess squeezed her eyes closed and braced against Sam’s dildo as she started to thrust. 

Sam was ruthless. There was no warm-up. She just went straight to pounding Jess’s pussy from behind. Jess squealed as she regretted all the messages she’d sent. 

Sam delighted in Jess’s suffering, thrusting deeper and harder and she got more turned on.  

“You like that you little whore?” Jess shook her head. 

“Do you wish you’d talked less trash?” Jess nodded. 

Sam grabbed Jess’s ponytail, pulling her head back. Jess tried to loosen the tension on her hair by arching her back. Her tits bounced as Sam fucked her from behind. Sam spanked Jess’s ass with her other hand as she pulled her hair and pounded her vagina. She was helpless to stop the fucking. 

Another orgasm ripped through her. Jess let out  a high-pitched squeal. It was her third and most intense orgasm of the session. The butt-plug in her ass plus the relentless sex with the dildo turned her pussy into a clenching, dripping mess.

Sam let her hair go and Jess fell back to the mats. Jess was breathing heavily, drained from so much exertion. 

But Sam wasn’t finished. 

“Alright my little loser. It’s time for the best bit. I think your asshole is ready to be fucked,” Jess rolled her eyes, knowing there was nothing she could do.  

Sam slowly pulled the butt-plug out of Jess’s ass. Jess moaned as it passed the tightest point. Her asshole felt looser than it ever had before. 

To Jess’s surprise, Sam then removed her ball-gag. Her jaw was sore, so she was glad to be rid of it. Then Sam said, “open up”. Jess realised what Sam was doing and for a second tried to resist. It was futile. Sam said, “open up loser”, and jess reluctantly let her put the used butt-plug in her mouth. “If you spit that out, you’ll be sorry.”

Jess had not been prepared for this level of humiliation. Sam was completely without mercy. She was going to break her competitor completely. 

Sam lined up the dildo on Jess’s asshole. She pushed against the hole and it slid inside. She started shallow and slow, savouring every second. 

Jess’s fists were clenched and she closed her eyes every time Sam pressed the dildo into her.  

Sam started to taunt Jess again. 

“Look at little Jessie. So tough in my dm’s. Helpless on the mats.” 

“Remember when I made you cum twice Jess?” 

“And now I’m fucking your tight little asshole and there’s nothing you can do about it.” 

Sam found a rhythm of deep, slow thrusts into Jess’s ass. She looked down at her taking the dildo and smiled with satisfaction. Jess winced with the mixed of pain, pleasure and embarrassment. Her cheeks were red and she was covered in sweat. Jess had her eyes closed and was rocking gently back and forth. 

Sam reached between Jess’s legs and started to finger her clit. Jess moaned loudly, and was soon cumming for the fourth time. The muscles in her ass squeezed the dildo as the orgasm pulsed through her. She groaned and sucked on her butt-plug. 

Sam slid the dildo out and released the handcuffs. She told Jess she could spit out the plug.  Jess slumped the floor, face-down, sweating and breathless. 

Sam walked over to the table and picked up the vibrator. 

Jess stared at it with dread. “Please, no more.” 

Sam grinned and said, “I told you I’d make you beg.” 

“You’re lucky loser. It’s not for you. It’s for me. Now get that mouth over here.”

Sam got onto all fours and told Jess to lick her ass again. She laboured over and got to work. Sam pressed the vibrator against her own clit, finally able to have her release. 

Jess’s tongue was penetrating her asshole. She turned the vibrator up and pushed it hard against her clit. She let the orgasm rip through her. 

Jess kept licking and sucking. Sam ripped another orgasm against the vibrator. Then another, and another. 

She fell onto the mats, her whole body tingling with pleasure. It was over. 

Sam signalled Jess to join her. She crawled over and lay in her arms. Sam stroked her hair and Jess closed her eyes, savouring the intimacy after such intense sex. 

Sam whispered, “Good job, little loser. You were great.”