I feel the solid smushy feel of my heel in your tit, and as I struggle to send the next kick, I hear you whine like the whipped cur you are…she begs, she gives, and I win. I almost collapse on the spot, but instead my white ass wiggles with pride, as my head sinks down for a moment. I hear the crowd saying how they knew I would win, such an obviously classier fighter.
I see you clutching you skewered breast with one hand and holding the other out to protect yourself, as I slowly crawl around and over to you, thumping my hanging boobs into your face , as I grab your hand and wrench off the ring you scraped and cut with. “Mine now” as I use my big diamond ring to cut a new slice in your sagging tit. I tell the people watching to take pictures, and ask if they want any poses, as I head down to your pussy.
“you so enjoyed going after my pink pussy, well how do you like being stretched, and I pull your lips out like taffy, loving your shrieks. Letting go, I stagger upright, staring down at you, and place my heel over your snatch, and slowly work my heel into you. Not stabbing, but humiliating.
Efficent casino staff are bringing compresses, towels and makeup for me, and a new outfit, plus my cash, and nothing for. I let you wallow around for a bit, as I am tidied up, and throwing my hair back , and fully dressed, I grab your hair and tow your grungy carcass to the door to the main floor. I drag you out, me as happy as can be, and prance off, as best I can, leaving you to the stares of the huge crowd. yt