John Carnaby vs Mimaska Ryo - Drawing a Gorgon

Honestly if it wasn't for the fact that John wanted to try and win he'd be highly likely to try and grab Mimaska and just follow her wishes, in fact he couldn't recall the last time he'd been so.....worked up by a woman. It was the sauna, the oils and the fact that Mimaska was just so damn sexy. She lived up to the name of Gorgon for sure, the artist was damn near paralysed by her seductive actions. Even with the heat of the sauna John felt a hard shiver down his spine as Mimaska slid down him with her oiled back coating his abs with it, followed by her managing to unzip his trousers as John stood there transfixed by her gaze. Her husky voice ringing in his ears.......

All that remained was a thin piece of black fabric between her and his skin at this point, Mimaska had reduced John to putty so badly here. She dampened his boxers with her oily hands, lathering it in honey more or less. Taking her time with it before placing her tongue onto it, lathering his fabric. Were it not for his boxers she'd be tasting skin......

Mimaska muttered to him about how it felt, how he could have either her mouth or her ass. He quivered on the spot and groaned loudly, John clenched and unclenched his hands before trying to do something. Anything, he knew that she'd want him to vocally surrender in order to win. The Gorgon did indeed have a glorious ass, plus an ample chest. John knew he needed to try and do something......On reaction John tried to grab hold of his trousers and attempted to wordlessly scramble away near the edge of the ring in an attempt to simply move away from her.....

oh no no no your not going anywhere baby why leave when your so close hmm is my body that undesirable to you that you would run from me

She says in a cute sad tone of voice, before sliding his underwear down while he scrambles to get away so it makes it harder for him to get away following him to the edge of the ring keeping close to him and licking her tongue against her lips seeing what he packing.

Seeing him stumble she latches on to his leg wrapping her legs and arms around it tightly placing her in a prefect position to slowly lick the hard tip of his penis slowly and agonizing tasting him on her tongue. Before using her weight to make him fall to the mat.

John was feeling pretty damn helpless at this point, the aphrodisiacs had been working their magic on him leaving him even more turned on than he'd have been already with the heat and Gorgon's toned and highly attractive body. Now here he was being chased by Mimaska, as if he could have even gotten away in all honesty. In one fluid motion she had stripped him of his boxers exposing his full manhood that stood nobly saluting the Gorgon in all her seductive glory, her mocking and pouting voice belied her true intentions as she approached the scribe of the conquest.

The Gorgon transitioned into a unique sort of hold, tightly wrapping her limbs around his leg in a way that kept her head close to his proverbial one. She felt like a full dead weight on his leg, not to mention the tightness was cutting off his circulation. Now this was a submission hold, she could mix pleasure with pain and was clearly practised with it! John dug his left hand fingers into his hair as he let out a pained moan as he felt her mouth on his shaft. "Nghhhhhh......." he muttered out, even her teasing him felt magnificent. Her tongue swirled around like a party in her mouth was going on.......

He had to do something, try and transition the hold somehow. The artist would try and roll and rock his body side to side to unbalance Mimaska's position, at the very least to try and get her away from his privates if he could at least do that and upset her place that'd at least buy him some time. This was a submission match after all and John knew he could handle the ground game, if he could just keep her away from pleasuring him as best he could god he wanted to let her but his pride was demanding him to try and fight as best he could

Let's him go not before giving his oenis a slow sensual lick making sure it all nice and wet from her saliva letting him get to the ropes before grabbing his leg and drags him to the corner turnbuckle. why dont you sit back and relax baby watch momma work for your viewing pleasure she says slowly starting to dance again in front of his face.

Her massive ass slowly getting closer and closer to his face before he feels the soft flesh of her cheeks against his face slowly. Before she starts to twerk shaking her ass and hips on his face her juices staining his face and the smell of her juices in his nose. Dancing to the beat of a song in her head spreading her legs wide to smother his face in her ass.

John wasn't able to recall the last time he felt so damn exposed by his opponent, if this was in an actual arena he'd have probably just DQ'd himself by hitting her dirty and depart quickly. But now he couldn't, not while his boss would demand that he stay his ground and fight this out. But right now John was just trying to think how he could get out of this, it wasn't that he was green in matters of intimacy. Far from it even. The artist was known for being quite a passionate lover, it was just he preferred to take it slow. When he chose to see women he would focus on only one and have them be his muse and be slow with it for weeks and even months at a time, however John had gone a fair while since then......

Mimaska was giving such good head there, John would have gladly let her do this for as long as she wanted and as he could last. However he knew that such a thing would only play to her strength it seemed and the last thing the scribe of the conquest wanted was to be putty in her hands in a verbal submission match. He was scrambling for the ropes in the attempt of trying to slide out of the ring and create some space. But such a thing wouldn't be occurring, John managed to get to the ropes. But the Gorgon managed to grab his leg after one last lick of his manhood as a firm reminder, with the combination it resulted in John smacking the back of his head on the mat with a thud. "Ghn!" he grunted out as his hands moved to the injured area as his eyes shut.

He felt himself shuffling over to the nearby corner with his head propped up, John heard Mimaska's voice. The tone bringing him back to awareness. Just in time to see that lush ass heading his way, the mist of the sauna giving way to Mimaska's magnificent ass. John's eyes widened and he gasped quickly but wasn't able to react in time to her bringing it down low and engulfing his vision with the Gorgon's ass!

The sweat she'd put on during this had made it so that her ass could glide effortlessly across his features, it would only help Mimaska bust out her epic twerk with her supple flesh rippling with her motions. Honestly she could have formed the lands of the earth by doing this, John moaned and groaned as he was being taken for a ride while the Gorgon threw it in a circle like a pro soaking the artist with her juices. John's hands swung around wildly, before trying to dig his fingers into her ass in an attempt to try and shove her away and attempt to give himself a chance to breathe here!

Now Now none of that baby don't fight it just relax She says reaching for his hands and grabs them slowly gliding them up her smooth stomach before making him cup her breasts with his hands. The hard nubs of her nipples are slick with oil making her moan from the contact of his rough palms against her sensitive body parts.

Slowly begins to hump his face with her ass bouncing it up and down on his face giving him some teasing slaps with her firm ass cheeks. before giving Iriya a blow kiss and starts to rub and smear her mound all over john's face making sure his face is coating in her juices but making sure that his nose is covered to smell the scent of her juices and his mouth so he can taste her juices.

Slides down his body but keeps his head between her legs locking in a tight head scissors starting to slowly tighten her grip, but her real prize is in front of her. Letting her drool drop from her mouth on to the tip of his penis getting it all nice and wet.. before taking the tip only inside of her mouth again

John was in between a rock and a hard place almost quite literally at this point, he was stuck between the turnbuckle and the hard place was quite evident to him and his opponent. John's resistance was met with Mimaska forcing his hands onto her oil laden breasts that were evidently responding well to the stimuli that had been happening so far, the hot and steamy air wasn't much in the way of oxygen or light.

Even then John felt his breathing becoming more and more difficult from the Gorgon smothering the artist hard with her ass, slapping him around with just the ripples of her butt flesh and a thin strip of fabric on her thong. The scribe's vision when it wasn't being brought into complete darkness would only see a light bulb and a pair of what could best be described as tan coloured watermelons.

But the Gorgon had other ideas in mind, intent on trying to claim her prize. She offered forth her moist womanhood, shifting herself around to properly 69 the scribe with her fanny. He moaned as her juices enveloped his nose and mouth, this woman leaked so hard John could swear a dam was being burst upon him at this rate. Likely no doubt fused with the oils that she had soaked herself in prior to the match....

He shivered hard as he felt Mimaska's saliva on his manhood, followed by her taking just a part of it into her mouth. John groaned, feeling himself be edged to release. He tried to make one last move, for he had his hands free. The artist would try and drive some hard and balled fists into Mimaska's exposed ribs, John was fully intent on ignoring the Gorgon's earlier words even as she made him go through both pain and pleasure.....

Let's out a loud gasp feeling her ribs being punched Ughhh groaning rolling off of john clutching her side where a bruise is starting to form giving him a glare kneeling down looking at him.


I see you have some fight left in you and want to be difficult then fine she says reaching for his legs again to pull him close to her so she can aim and kick him below the belt to knock the fight right out of him again.

John was someone who knew a thing or two about submissions, namely that you needed to have your bases covered for counters. Mimaska was ridiculously lethal with her cross of both pain and pleasure and had drained the scribe of the conquest heavily with her smother and suck, honestly if this wasn't a match John would likely have just let her push him to climax and then some. But for the sake of ambition John had to give his effort and prevent her from making him submit to her. Never mind what could occur should she claim the artist as a POW, somehow he got the idea that she'd have some nasty plans in store for him among other things. So there was that as extra incentive.

Eventually Mimaska would have to relent, can't focus on two things at once while your being attacked as the saying goes. John was half tempted in his erotic driven haze to try and punch her chest, though he likely assumed such a thing would turn her on more than anything else. It managed to get her to back off from him, no doubt mentally kicking herself at not doing something like say trying to tangle John's hands in the ropes first before sucking him hard. John just took this moment to breathe heavily, after being caged up against the Gorgon's magnificent ass flesh and being twerked hard on there was little to no oxygen there. He panted quietly as he glared up at Mimaska, he managed to mutter out a "You'll need to do better to.....worship my palace of creation......Gorgon....."

Still the Gorgon wasn't going to take this lying down, John had a suspicion of what she'd try and do. She brought him near to her and attempted a hard kick to his groin. Oh boy, the artist reacted somewhat in time. Managing to cover his nuts a good deal with his hands, still though the Gorgon got a good shot in on him. Earning a loud and drawn in groan from John, his teeth were gritted and his eyes were shut. Thankfully the pair were right next to the apron again, John mustered his energy and rolled hard to the left. Sending himself out the ring and onto the sauna floor, which was covered with a few inches of moist and warm water to help cushion the fall as the artist gazed up at the lights.....

Ryo pouts in anger upset at herself for failing to tie him up in the ropes and now she feeling it due to the punches to the side.. didn't get all of that kick to the groin but it did some the artist outside of the ring..

Knowing she missed a prefect opportunity to win the match she decides it time for a high risk move... one that he will not see coming at all... if it connect brings her one step closer to victory.. As she begins climbing the to the top rope staring down at John, making sure he in prefect position before jumping off to the outside with a seated senton drop... planning on coming down Ass first into his chrst.