Dungeon Match: Origa Xenia vs Anya Volkova - Amazon vs Wolf

Anya’s laugh echoed through the dungeon ring as Origa was cumming non stop. It was the only logical conclusion to their meeting. Some of her pets struggled and resisted at first, but after some of Anya’s special treatment they would eventually break, and it was that time for Origa at that moment. No matter how proud and mighty the Brazilian looked when the match started, after what for her it would look like an eternity of being mercilessly fucked and non stop orgasming, the Amazon was broken, a moaning mess just there for the taking. She took off the strapon as she basked on her good job, Origa sprayed on the mat. Seeing her like that gave the Russian the shivers, and her hand instinctively went inside her own panties, giving a couple of strokes at her clit that made her tremble in excitement. She withdrew her fingers. No, she wasn’t done yet.

Circling the ring once more, Anya would search for a new instrument of torture while giving Origa a false feeling of safety, making her believe she could recover from what she just experienced. It only lasted for some instants as Anya returned with a collar and a leash that she tightly secured around the Amazon’s neck. “Hope you have some energy within you. We are going for a walk. Move, pet!” Anya slapped Origa’s butt as she used the leash to drive her in a couple of circles around the ring as she was looking for something to have more fun with her rival. Her eyes opened wide when she noticed a terrible new toy she was going to use in the form of a twisted, sexual rocking horse that would dig deep on the rider’s pussy. “Okay, time you have the ride of your life!”, said Anya as she got to the horse and made Origa ride it.

Low moans and gasps were all that came out of Origa’s mouth as she panted against the canvas when Anya finally unplugged the strap on from her battered sex. The amazon felt like putty as she tried desperately to get onto her hands and knees to do something. But by the time she was up far enough the Russian dominatrix had returned with a collar and a leash which she wasted little time in clipping onto Origa’s neck.

”Haaann!!!” She cried out as Anya spanked and lead Origa around in circles forcing the amazon to crawl on her hands and knees and really hammer in the humiliation factor that Origa was feeling at being turned into Anya’s pet. Origa was forced to do three laps around the ring before Anya saw something that caught her eye and made her force Origa out of the ring and onto the mat outside.

Looking up Origa felt her heart drop into her stomach as her eyes laid upon what the Russian had saw and Origa could only dreadfully imagine what that would do to her. She was pulled by her leash to the rocking horse and as Origa got closer she could see the strange pink rubber like teeth that sat upon the saddle. She struggled and refused as much as she could but with her weakened state and with some “encouraging” whips and spanks. Origa was forced to sit on the rocking horse, the rubber teeth already causing Origa to shudder from the sensation.

Walking Origa on a leash was just more than a symbolic act of dominance for Anya. Not many people could get that, it wasn’t about character or being cheesy or just being insanely cruel. Anya was capable of some act of cruelty in order to humiliate her pets, but that was a means to achieve an end, not an end itself. The Wolf enjoyed the look of despair on her rival’s eyes, she was insanely aroused by her toys cries of despair. It wasn’t about raw cruelty, it was about getting off by it.

And right at the moment, with Origa on a leash as she noticed what the new instrument of torture would be. Yes, the horse looked like a wonderful means of torturing the already distressed Origa, and Anya felt her pussy sopping wet just by the thought of it. “Not yet...”, she thought. Just a little more punishing…

Leaving Origa to her predicament Anya walked once more around the ring to find a gag with which she would bind Origa’s mouth, preventing her from moaning and forcing awful gags coming out of her.

Despite her resistance and struggles, the amazon was too weak to stop Anya from putting her on that horrific rocking horse. When she was forced down Origa let out a squeal as the pink rubber studs immediately dug and rubbed into her sensitive sex that made the giant tense with each movement because of the unwanted pleasure that came with it. As Origa tried to push herself off Anya attached her legs to the leather straps to keep her trapped and then turned the horse on.

“Haaaaaaaaannnnnn!!!” Origa threw her head back and cried out in a scream that echoed through the empty dungeon as the rocking horse activated. The pink stub under her began to move like the teeth of a chainsaw and rub constantly on Origa’s sopping sex. All the while the horse began to rock back and forth in a simulation of a horse galloping that only added more to the sensations that Origa was feeling.

Not long soon after the amazons hips began to buck as the machine dragged in its torture. With a scream Origa came again, her juices spraying out as the machine continued its work. Origa didn’t know how long she was on but as her moans and squeals echoed out Anya was looking through her arsenal before she found what she was looking for. Coming back she would find Origa with her tongue out and mouth open as constant moans came through it and her eyes halfway up her head. The blonde Russian would then fasten the ball gag she had found around Origa’s mouth and muffled her sounds of pleasure as her hips began to buck once more.

Anya’s whip cracked the wind once more to hit Origa’s butt, the Wolf not even sure her pet was even feeling the pain anymore. “What did I say about moaning, you giant bitch?” Activating the rocking horse made the Amazon completely lose it, being a moaning mess as Anya gagged her. As the horse’s rubbery studs bit into Origa’s womanhood the woman’s eyes looked glassy. Not even cumming once more made the woman’s hips stop bucking.

Even Anya knew to respect the limits of the human body, not even her new pet was able to take much more without losing consciousness, and she didn’t want that as the Wolf needed her rival to signal her surrender verbally, and as the Amazon became a moaning mess she starting giving signs that she wasn’t going to submit to Anya’s rule.

“Well well, don’t get too into it, you pet!” she said as she stopped the horse. Dragging Origa along, she would move her to the corner in which she would make the woman remain with her legs open as she would start fucking her with her digits, in a hooking motion attempting to drive Origa over the edge one last time.

The rocking and sawing continued for what seemed like ages to the tanned amazon but really it has only been ten minutes since she was put on this evil rocking horse by the Russian dominatrix. The whip cracking and leaving a red line across her ass only added to Origa’s pleasure as she quickly began to lose her mind to the constant sensations and domination.

After her second orgasm on the horse Anya finally removed Origa from the evil machine and wasted little time on pulling the giant by her leash back to the ring before she shoved her back in. Following her in Anya would then proceed to prop the amazon against the corner with her arms over the top ropes and her legs spread wide open.

When the Russian pierced her with those two hooked fingers Origa’s head fell back as her muffled moans fell out of her gagged mouth. The pumping and fingering soon had her reaching her peak yet again and if Anya didn’t stop Origa’s hips would buck as she came again all over her fingers.

It looked like Origa was in for a non stop climaxing ride. From the moment she came a couple of times to the rocking horse it looked like the Brazillian was completely out like a candle. When Anya dragged her to the corner with her leash and rendered her motionless, trapping the giant in between the ropes as the Wolf made her bidding, blast fingering Origa to the point her head leaned back as she moaned like she was going insane from pleasure, cumming once more and spraying her fluids on Anya’s fingers.

“Oh, look at you!”, Anya said while getting a grip on Origa’s scalp and forcing her to look at Anya’s fingers all covered in the Brazillian’s honey. “You are a mess, Origa! Can’t you just control yourself?” Anya rubbed her fingers clean against Origa’s face. “It looks like you are going to lose your mind to pleasure, so I am going to be merciful and offer you something: what if I remove that gag from you and then you accept me as mistress, then I make you cream yourself one last time and then all this is over. Just behave properly and this would end soon, alright?”

The whole of Origa’s body virbrated as she came once again to Anya’s sexual expertise. The amazons eyes were glassy from the constant pleasure that was coursing through her body and flooding her mind. If the amazons mouth wasn’t blocked by the gag her tongue would most likely be hanging out. She gave another shuddering buck as Anya removed her fingers from her soaked pussy.

Origa could only give a low moan as her hair was grabbed and she was forced to look at the Russian dominatrix in the eyes as she smeared her cum covered fingers on her face. The amazon was still in a daze and didn’t hear all of what Anya had said but at this point she was too weak to fight back and was ready to accept the blondes ultimatum. When the gag was removed Origa panted for a few moments before finally she gave in. “M-Mistress. Faahhhh.”

The deed was done. With no more resistance coming from Origa for the last minutes it was only a matter of time that the woman broke completely and submit to Anya’s rule. It was something the Wolf was used to, making her rivals just lose it and completely submit to her, but that didn’t make the feeling less satisfying.

But even after being proclaimed Mistress the match wasn’t over. For the victory to go to her score board Anya still had something to do. “Good pet. Now let’s settle this.”, she said just before starting fingering Origa once more, but there was something different this time. Just whenever she felt her rival coming close to a release she would either stop or divert her stimulation towards somewhere else. “Oh, you thought it would be that easy? Don’t be so naive. I want you to wail my name and my title, to let everyone know who did this to you. Only then would you cum and this torture will end.”

Anya’s digits would keep going with their slow torture, making the most out of each thrust, completely destroying what would remain of Origa’s will. Only when the giant started yelling Anya’s name she would ramp up her rhythm, hooking her fingers to reach the woman’s g-spot. “Come on, scream! Who is fucking you senseless? Who is your mistress??!! Say my name, pet, SAY MY NAME!”

Origa finally gave in and submitted to the Russians whims. Once her gag was removed Origa called Anya her mistress and expected to hear the bell ring to signal the end of the match. But that didn’t happen and Origa’s would be confused until she heard Anya begin to giggle and tell her that there was one final thing to settle before the match’s end. Then her fingers returned to her sopping pussy.

“OHHHAAANNN!!” Origa’s head fell back as she moaned out to Anya’s fingers. The expert pumping and the knowledge of her most sensitive places soon had Origa on the edge again in only mere minutes. But something was different, Anya wasn’t looking to make the giant cum again. She was looking to break her. Just as Origa was about to cum all over again, the blondes fingers stopped.

Origa’s head would pick up to stare at the blonde with pleading eyes as her hips bucked and twitched as if looking for that final push to send her over. But Anya would only do it if Origa followed her last order. The amazon at first didn’t want to, a small part of her will remained but that was quickly erased as the Russian pushed her to the edge and kept her there multiple times. Eventually it was too much. “Anya. Anya Anya ANYA ANYA ANYA!! ANYAAAAAAA!!!!” She screamed as the Russian finally gave her what she craved and she had another explosive orgasm.