Open challenge by some little Mauler

Anya smiled at her, though it was small. Not something she was overly used to doing. "Aye, a loser thou may be... but no less a warrior for it. Thou shalt fight again, child."

She glanced at Sasha's crotch, and blushed slightly. "Err... you may partake of mine underthings, shouldst thou need." She reached into her locker and produced a pair of leather underwear like her own, though first set them aside and helped Sasha to slide out of her soiled panties and tossed them aside with a soft splash, using a rag to wipe at her groin and clean her up properly first.

Sasha was now lowering her head and gave a slightly embaressed AND reliefed cooe as the Greek helped her out of the soiled, cooling and wet undies. She gasped as Anya brought the damp towl close to her crotch, the small, bald slit was bruised and throbbing still with pain but clean after two smalll wipes, each making the kid blush deeper, her mouth forming a small O.

Anya looked up at the little brawler's face, smiling just a bit. "I hope mine actions do not intrude," she said plainly, though ran the cloth over Sasha's little body. "I only wish to repay you for my harsh ways in the ring. I do not regret them, but I can still do my best to make amends. Is there anywhere you are sore, m'lady?"

Sasha tried to relax a bit, leaning back and pointing at her tummy, cheek and then the point where her legs did meet. She had a hard time understanding her opponent's attitude and character but she was to done to resist at all.
The tiny boxer then cooed and waited for the adult boxer to say anything, looking at her with big eyes, well, one big eye, one was swollen.

Anya worked in mostly quiet diligance, refreshing the cloth with hot water to soothe her aches some. She'd dab it over her swollen eye a bit, then wiping down her sore cheek and little abs, surprisingly careful not to harm the already bruised bits. She'd refresh the cloth again before running down her young thighs, rubbing them down before curving up, cupping her crotch and resting the warmth against her. "Pardon my intrusion," she said, watching her former foe's big eyes and sliding her fingers inside her, coated in the warm rag to rub and clean out the inside of Sasha's vag

The little girl cooed, tensing up a lot as the fingertip entered her tight cunny with the bruised and a bit swollen, making the small slit look even more puffy,Sasha tried to be brave as the finger tips turn cleaned some blood and pee away.
The kid's eyes fluttered and she gave in, not moving a lot as she tried to raise her head a bit, wishing to know what would come next.

Anya blushed as she cleaned out her foe's inside's thoroughly. "I did not know it was hurt so badly," she said softly, showing some actual shyness now. "Do you wish me to stop?" she said, starting to pull the rag back out.

Lil Sasha's thoughts were racing back and forth, though bit clouded. She just shrugged, a strange reaction but in her hard little world she had little to say. She just hoped that this finger would not go too deep, it felt a bit strange but there was also a strange, warm, funny feeling in her bruised tummy.
She cooed, looking up at the victrix a bit startled, curious what the Greek woman would do now.

Anya smiled a bit softly. "I see. I'd be glad to help you feel better however possible..." She climbed onto the bench, removing the cloth and gently sliding her bare finger inside of Sasha, massaging the inside slowly and running a hand up her belly, rubbing it softly as well and running her palm over her breasts, all gentle so as not to startle or hurt the youngster

Sasha's eyes went wide as the finger slipped into her bruised ,small , bald slit and she cooed as a hand slipped over her tummy and upon her chest, the left small bump a bit swollen from the hard fight.
She cooed again as Anya went on, closing her eyes as she tried to calm down a bit.
She asked her self if this was normal among fighters . The kid then set apart her legs a bit and gasped, the small cunny clenching around the finger.