As soon as she took off her panties, he attacked. The sex hitman had been nowhere to be seen, but when he appeared, she knew it was her time to fall. As a top sexfighter, she was targeted by all kinds of people. As an overconfident one, she had rejected any kind of security, preferring to believe that, when the time comes, she could handle the attacker herself.
She hadn’t banked on the element of surprise giving him the upper hand so fast. Already, her sweetness was spilling out onto his face, and although she was experienced in sexfighting, it seemed like he was too. Without his sudden attack, it would probably have been a pretty even battle. Would she rally and prevail, or would her arrogance end her winning streak?
For the first ten minutes, he kept the element of surprise and she was backpedaling all the way. She had her first cum at 10 minutes by oral means, and her second at 15 minutes being frigged by a merciless hand. When he bent her over to a Doggie position, he felt she was on her way to breaking. He taunted her and pulled her hair. The embarrassment of his taunts and the pain of her scalp triggered a rebellion in the woman - and for a half hour, she was fucking him as much, if not more than he was doing her. Still, she couldn’t get loose and when he forced her through an unwilling third climax - it looked bad for her. She still had some fight left in her even then - but he changed to an ass-fucking and peppered her ears with every conceivable insult and degradation. Something about it no longer triggered the anger, but unwanted feelings of submission sprang in her - blooming as the hit man pulled out and went ass to mouth for yet another level of submission. She was sunk at that moment, willing to do anything and believing that she was the dirtiest slut imaginable. He enforced dominance, she accepted submission. So, the sex hit was not without its’ pleasures but she did lose the next day’s match for the city title. Clearly her no-good opponent was behind all this.
