Just taking a stroll

Finally her hands had ended her voyage on the toned and super gorgeous legs of Origa and now were slightly groping on the butt of the big girl while the seductress was halting for a moment to think how to proceed best a luxury she could afford because the amazon was clearly out of it.

Then she had an idea and would move her own hands behind her back so that she had to use her knees for balance only while bending forward until her still uncovered breasts were touching the lower back of Origa, rubbing the sun oil that was on them on the back of the other girl. The best part about this was that she was probably pressing heavily on the back of Origa with her tits with just the help of gravity!
"I have my hands on the back right now, sunshine. Like you will have too when time marches on."
She explained the obvious to her target while she was slithering on the back of the downed amazon like a snake, moaning softly herself in the process.

Origa didn’t know how long her sensual assailant had been running her hands up and down her tanned legs, what she did know was that when she stopped Origa’s mind was just starting to peer through the haze that her orgasm put her in. The pleasure was still a constant but Origa could begin to feel her strength returning as her eyes slowly lost the glazed look they had before and she finally began to move.

But with how slow she was, her assailant was given plenty of time to figure out what to do next with the amazon. What exactly that was, was soon revealed to the caramel giant as Origa felt her attackers bare oiled breasts rub enticingly up her back. “Haahhhnn.” Origa sighed as the pleasure flooded her, but when she heard her attacker foreshadow what she planned for Origa next the amazon quickly decided it was time to move and began to try and push herself onto her hands and knees. It was hard to do with how her hands were bound but hopefully she would make it up.

"Waah!"
Rubbing herself gleefully on the back of her target, she was pretty absorbed by her work and only in the last moment realized that her attempt to keep Origa docile had rather woken her up this time and resulted in a powerful motion that brought her to her knees and tied palms of her hands, with the seductress being taken back so that she had to hold herself with one hand to avoid getting toppled over.

After a short moment of surprise, she would get up from her knees and attempt to mount her target by sitting on her lower back, looking to grab her hair with one hand while the other would begin to move the bikini bottom of Origa through her womanhood in a gentle but determined wedgie to regain control.
"Uh, the buck of a true race horse, sunshine! If you had told me that you like to be ridden like that, I would have probably approached you with a ridding crop and a saddle…"

Origa liked to wear her hair in a nice ponytail while she trained. It kept her dark locks out of her face as she worked and gave it a lesser chance to possibly get caught in one of the machines. Now however, Origa was realizing that a ponytail was also a wonderful handhold if a bikini clad seductress decided that she wanted to ride the amazon like a prized horse. When Origa bucked up onto her hands and knees, she had hoped that her mysterious assailants would fall off and give her the chance to escape or at least recouperate.

That didn’t happen though as her attacker instead quickly latched her legs around Origa’s frame before using her hand to yank on her ponytail, drawing a cry from the amazon. With her other hand she grabbed onto Origa’s soaked shorts and yanked them up into a tight wedgie, the crotch of her shorts rubbing into her sensitive sex. “Ahh! Haaann!!” She mewled.

When her assailant spoke again Origa did her best to ignore it, even as the images of what the dark headed seductress insinuated filled her head and made her twitch. “Shahh-shut up! Mmmm!!!” She forced them out of her mind as best as she could as she tried to crawl to one of the walls of the area to try and climb back up. It was embarrassing as she moved with her attacker on top of her, her bound arms made it hard to direct where she was going and the wedgie made it even harder as the amazon felt it rub against her sex and heating it up again. She didn’t even know if she could make it.

Oh, how much she wanted to raise her hand and let it draw a circle in the air as if she was a cowboy riding a wild bull. But sadly, that was not possible, so she and the people who were watching had to be content to se her ride on Origa who had a long way before her with the seductress on her back and her womanly parts pretty worked over. Little did she know that she played her still unknown assailant right into the cards when she steered in the direction of a nearby wall.

The high price of waiting until the big girl had crawled over there was worth the wait in her mind at least. In the moment she was up on her legs after dragging herself up at the wall, the wildly dark maned girl was planning to shove her breasts against the wall, grip around her hip and kick one of her legs a little bit sideward so that it looked like as if she was arresting her again after her attempt to get away..

Origa’s journey to the wall was agonizingly slow, she had to force herself to quiet any embarrassing moans or mewls as she moved but with her attacker rubbing in her wedgied shorts against her sex it was a struggle to not let out more than a breathy sigh. Her bound arms made it hard to move and the grip on her hair from her attacker made it all the more harder, but eventually she made it to her goal.

The wall was near to the door that lead to the private room Origa had seen earlier but that didn’t matter to her. What mattered was using the wall to climb up to her feet, she was so focused on it that she barely even noticed the weight on her back had disappeared. Origa’s legs were unsteady but eventually and with a lot of effort she was able to climb back up to her full height, and that’s when her assailant struck. Before Origa even had a chance to take a breath she was suddenly pressed against the wall, her breasts mushrooming against them. The grip on her waist and the kick to her legs that caused them to spread were the final clues for Origa to realize she had just crawled straight into a trap.

"Hehe, so nice of you to move over here. I already feared that I would have to carry you all the way. Not that I could not have done it, but it is very convenient this way."
The seductress giggled while her hands were pawing around on the flat stomach of the arrested amazon at first before they would wander slower to look to insert a finger into the womanhood of the girl but not beginning to move it any further.

"You have the right to remain sexy. The crime you are about to be booked for is crawling away from getting humped from behind and brought to an orgasm again."
She declared with a lower voice in the fashion of a street judge, giggling all the way while her bottom would start to pump against the hot butt of Origa.
"Your sentence stays the same. Humped until you cum."

“Haaaa. N-no! Let me go! Mmmm!” Origa moaned out as her seductive assailant pressed her massive but pliable frame against the wall. Her chest mushrooming against the smooth surface while her back was covered by her bikini clad attacker. It was a sensual sandwich that filled Origa’s mind and sensitive body with all sorts of pleasurable sensations that she was struggling to keep her mind intact.

But the pleasure didn’t stop there, her attacker made sure of it as she felt her hand travel down her caramel belly before dipping into her shorts and feeling the sopping sex underneath. “Ohhhhnnnmm!!” Origa’s head fell back as she moaned, her dark hair falling down slightly as her ponytail became slightly undone from her attackers earlier hair pulling. When she felt her finger pierce inside she froze and gasped but it never started moving like she thought, instead her attacker began to whisper in her ear.

Taking the role of some sort of sexual police officer, Origa’s attacker whispered the amazons supposed “crimes” into her ear. When she said what her punishment will be another orgasm the amazon began to wriggle and shift against the wall in hopes to escape. But she was too late as her attackers hips clapped against her rear in a soft but strong hump. Soon enough Origa’s body was a moaning mess as she was slowly reaching the peak once more.

A look of slight surprise showed up on the face of the unknown assailant but was then replaced by a pretty bright smile. Not that she was such a genius of evil seduction, she also had found a method of pleasure she had not thought off but would probably use more often in the future.

So when her humps were driving Origa forward into her impaling finger and against the wall, she was watching with a certain kind of fascination how the muscles of the big girl worked on her back, especially around the area where the convenient ponytail had become a little bit out of shape.
"Oh, you´re a little bit deranged here with your hair. But worry not, I will take care of your ponytail when you have served your time."
She promised with mocked sincerity after some further, determined humps.

Origa’s mind was drifting further and further into the a sea of lust as her sensual assailant pressed her body more against the wall and humped against her rear. Each time her attackers hips collided, the finger inside Origa’s sex pushed in before sliding back out. The constant yet frustrating pleasure was driving Origa’s body insane and draining her strength far more than any submission hold she’d endured has.

“Haaa haaa! I’m gonna, gonna! A-again!” Origa moaned out as her hips began to buck and her body began to reach its peak. Her body was alight with the flame of pleasure and each and every touch caused a moan to leave Origa’s mouth and a quiver from her massive body. If her assailant kept this up then Origa would crest over the edge and fall completely off of it.

“HAAAANNNN!!!” Origa screamed as she stood up suddenly onto her tip toes as she came again to her assailants ministrations. Origa’s juices once more soaked her shorts but this time along with her attackers fingers as Origa’s orgasm seemed to be unending to her. When it finally did finish Origa’s body sagged against the wall, unless her sexy assailant remained pressed up against her, Origa would slowly slide down the wall until she fell to her knees. “Faaa haa haa.”