Morrigan Vs. Tessa Price: Tables Hentai Match

Morrigan was more shocked by Tessa's unusal maneuver than anything else as she felt her belly button get poked. "Eeeeehhh!?" She wrinkled her eyebrows at Tessa and tried to wriggle free from the girl's grasp. But when her leg was kissed, the girl shivered. "Ahn!" She let out a squeaky moan as the pleasurable senses were starting to overcome her.

"T-That's right! B-Bitch! W-worship me!" She demanded.

*Oh, for the love of...*
Tessa thought with a short little smile on her face while she kissed her way up the leg of Morgan to reach the inner tights while sliding down on the trapped leg of her opponent until she sat on the ankle instead of the knee and was still working on Morgan's womanhood. This was getting slightly surreal. Even when she was down, this women couldn't get enough of her little fetishism. The image of the three of them falling over each other for the affection of her mistress was now getting more clear to her, but that was another story.

The redhead was still struggling under her, but she was getting obviously weaker now. Tessa aimed to take the chance and let Morgan move in her own rhythm while she tried to hold her grip at her wrist and caress her where Morgan herself destined it. If it was control that she wanted, she would get it in a limited way.

Morrigan shuddered as she felt Tessa kiss her. Her body heaved backwards and she fell into a naturally submissive position. Her free leg spread a little and her hand came up with Tessa's wrist to her own exposed breast.

"Doing.. it.. wrong.." She muttered and rocked her hips needfully at Tessa. She let out a sigh and a gentle moan before biting her lip. How could she succumb tot his woman? She didn't understand.

"So... ahn... pathetic... uhhn... you slut..."

Doing it wrong? Maybe she was, but she was just an amateur in the game of Master and Servant. But still, it brought a little smile on her lips and enjoyment in her body.

"Oh, really? You're the expert. Then I must step up the game and do what you wanted again."
Although it wasn't her bread and butter for everyday, Tessa began to believe that it had a certain appeal in it to have this kind of relationship. She tried to remove the stocking from the leg she was kissing with her teeth in one of the brief breaks of the bucking hips and drag it down the quite beautiful leg and over the foot of the bitchy head-servant, never giving Morgan a second to rest her pussy while her hand around the wrist of Morgan took the chance to playfully pinch a nipple while she dropped the stocking to be able to speak.
"Put your hands together. I don't want your exploring hands in my way when I decide to give you what you so desperately want. Desperately need."
In the course of the match, Tessa had learned that she would trust rather a rattlesnake with a chicken egg than on the motives of any of the Morrigan, so it was necessary to keep her under control all the time. And how to do better with that than actually fulfilling their own wishes? And it was also a little curiosity that made her do this. Was Morgan now a servant or a master? The answer seemed obvious, but she was still kind of brash.

Morrigan felt herself obeying Tessa's commands. The way she removed the stocking with her lips caressing her leg made her shiver. Her will to fight back was draining as she panted heavily. The slow boil of her loins was something. She'd experienced it before, of course and Tessa wasn't that good at it, her awkwardness was amusing, but something about the situation made her acquiesce.

"Ahhnnngh... bitch..." She muttered as she brought her hands together.

"Hah... uhnn ... hah... Don't need.. anything from Ugnh! ... you..."

"Sure you do."
Her tongue replaced her hand who was working at the womanhood of Morgan, piercing in the fabrication of the panty, moving up and down. The hands would take the stocking and place it around the hands of Morgan to tie her hands together. As soon as she would have finished doing that, she would lower Morgan's legs and remove her panty with both hands.

"Sorry for the delay, but physics are physics. If you had put on a panty with strings attached, that wouldn't have happened. So it's basically your fault..."
Her mood was on a height when she would kneel herself beside Morgan, using one of her hands to pin her hands above her head while the other was rubbing the womanhood of the redhead again while Tessa was sucking at one of her nipples.

Morrigan screamed at herself to resist as she was so casually bound but the subtle, sensual pleasure was clouding her mind and before she knew it she was unable to move her hands. She began to moan as Tessa licked her panties and pressed them into her wetting sex. Morrigan shivered as her womanhood was exposed. She blushed deeply and turned her head in shame.

"S-Shut up.." She muttered before her arms were pinned above her head and Tessa assaulted her. She let out a moan as her eyes closed. Her nipple throbbed as it was sucked on and her body writhed as it was touched.

"Strange enough, under all that bitchy attitude you're even kind of cute."
The German was pleasantly surprised that Morgan was no machine and felt embarrassed. It wasn't her doing to make a better person of her, but it was nice that the Redhead was probably no total douche.

There would have probably be more ways to further embarrass her further, but it wasn't necessary for her. After she had changed to the other nipple and rubbed herself over the torso of her opponent in the process, she turned her attention to the ear of Morgan, sucking at the earlobe.
"C'mon. The faster you give in to pleasure, the faster this ends."

"I'm hot! Not Cute... b-bitch..." She said as she closed her eyes and released a gasp of pleasure. She wanted to give in to Tessa's sensual attacks but she was still very stubborn. Tessa was pleasing her and she was very wet, but the German would have to do more to get Morrigan's body to give in. Her will was enough to not be broken with honeyed words.

"Ah... Ahn...." She moaned as she heard Tessa whisper in her ear and begin to suck on he earlobe. "Naghnn... Never..." She moaned.

"Foolish, Morgan-chan. You're forcing, no, you're begging me to humiliate you in front of all these people."
She went down to aggressively kiss the throat of the Redhead, leaving a light bite-mark under the chin as final farewell to the throat before she would grab the ankles of Morgan and fold her legs so that her toes would be touching the mat beside Morgan's head while Tessa would trap her ankles in her own armpits before leaning in to lick the womanhood of the leader of the Morrigan.