She stiffened up more as his tail seized her wrists, her eyes squeezing shut. Spread out like she was, she resembled a sacrificial lamb... or a prize, won through battle and now being enjoyed, a spoil of war to the victor.

She chews on her bottom lip, still trembling and shuddering as his other claw skips straight down and seizes her other breast! "Hng... nahn..." She gasps out, eyes squeezing shut harder, trying to ignore the feelings of her ample breasts being squeezed, of them bulging in his palms. The powerful hands held her captive as much as the tail, her mind unable to free itself of the situation as she was molested, her pounding heart just beyond those heaving mounds almost as if his claws were seizing her soul as well.

Cleavage was pressed together and spread out, hidden by her clothes, her nipples hard as they poked into her bra. Her toes were curled as her body began to heat up further, somehow aroused by the mechanical and experienced ministrations. And deep down, perhaps the barest hint of something else: the dark eroticism of the warrior spread out and enjoyed by her dueled opponent.

He laughed quietly when a gasping moan escaped her lips. He could see her biting her lip, squeezing her eyes shut, trying desparately to deny her growing response to his skilled fingers.

"Something wrong, Karen?" he asked with another laugh. The muscles in her legs, tight around his hips, flexed as her toes curled. It was a tell he didn't miss. His palms, pressed firmly into her tits, caught the barest hint of her hardening nipples through her bra. His fingers quickly moved to rub firmly against the tips of her chest. Her bra, pulled back and forth by the motion, only added to her distress as she fought to deny her body's response to his actions.

She let out more gutteral noises, shuddering as she was tormented so effectively beneath him. "S-soomething... wroooah! wrong? Yes! Get... off... please!" Her back flexed for a moment as he seized her tender peaks through her clothes. Between her legs, she was getting very damp, but she breathed out a sharp whistle of air and forced her body to try and calm, to relax.

It was almost working, going into a steady pattern of breathing. But the steady rubbing kept on interrupting her, and worse the deep breaths caused her heaving bosom to only mash against his hands harder... with the stimulation and technique increasing steadily, she could only hold out for so long. She hoped her body wasn't showing him just how deep this humiliation was, unaware yet that he knew even more than she did of her weakening resolve.

He delighted in watching her struggle to control herself. Alternately, she would moan and arch into his hands before regaining control and attempting to slow her breathing. Methodically, he continued to stimulate her sensitive chest until, feeling her legs quiver and tighten momentarily around his waist, he grabbed her shirt in his hands. Muscles flexing, he tore open the front of her tight t-shirt, leaving her taut tummy and bra-clad breasts revealed.

A quiet sound of approval rose from his throat at the sight before him. The sun shining down glinted off tiny beads of sweat, from the exertion of their fight or arousal he wasn't sure, on her impressive chest and tight, toned stomach. Gently, he ran one clawed finger through her cleavage, her tight bra forcing her soft, supple skin to rub against the scales of his finger. The sensation was temporary as his claw soon sheared through the bottom of her bra, the garment quickly fell away to the side, leaving her completely exposed to him.

Again, his scaled hands returned to her chest but this time, his scales ran directly over her skin, each tiny edge dragging softly along her smooth skin as he stepped up the attention to her chest. "Oh...I think we'll both get off soon enough, Karen. There's no rush," he taunted her again.

She still quivered beneath him, letting out a wordless cry of surprise as her shirt was torn open! Sweating and trembling, she squeezed her eyes shut as that claw rose up, her breath catching in her throat and her body trying to become as still as possible. The feel of it pressing between her breasts, of her cleavage dragging firmly against his finger, made her bite her lip hard to avoid making any more noise. She didn't want to give this thing any more encouragement...

She started as the claw tore through her bra, her breasts bouncing lightly from the suddenness of it. She breathed in sharply again, inadvertently making them rise and fall before his admiring gaze. With his hands returning now to naked flesh, and the feel of his scaled skin rubbing and dragging against her hot and arouse skin, she could no longer focus, no longer shut it out at all.

"ahhn..." She groaned quietly, then flushed in shame at the noise. It came out of her lips right after his taunt, when she tried to tell him off, or deny him his amusement. Instead, she was only feeding it. Her nipples, undeniably hard, rubbed against his palms and the peaks brushing against the scaled edges; her titflesh squeezed between his fingers to rub against their sides obscenely.

She clenched her teeth, taking a moment, and this time tried a real retort. "F-funny... I can see you... doing that, you... freak. But you can... count me out." She shuddered still under the ministrations of his fingers, trying to twist about her wrists, finding some way of freeing her hands.

As a fighter, she almost respected this monster. But, now... now she was feeling the fear and excitement mixing with other things, from bitterness to... no, not that. She fought harder to shut out the feelings she was experiencing, to meditate through this and seek her center.

"Oh, you're very wrong, Karen," he answered. His finger squeezed firmly into her tits, pulling them lightly up before releasing them and repeating the process. "Like it or not, you'll scream in pleasure more than once before I'm done with you." His thumbs dragged over her erect nipples as he spoke.

Despite her protests, her shuddering body told him the truth. Her pulse flowed quickly under his skilled hands even as her thighs quivered around his hips. The sight of the white skin of her generous tits squeezing between his black scaled fingers was enough to send a quiver of excitement through his own rod, stiffening him slightly against her hips.

He watched in amusement as she fought to slow her breathing. He had more tricks still to play, however. "You can barely talk as it is," he taunted as two fingers gripped each of her erect nipples and twisted and pulled softly at her traitorous peaks. The exquisite unwanted pleasure continued until her breathing increased before his hand returned to her entire, full chest. Laughing, he made a game of stroking her tits until she started to get herself under control before returning to her sensitive nipples...

Each release made her breasts fall and quiver appealingly, bouncing lightly against her chest before his eyes. She tried to snarl at him as he finished his taunt, but it caught in her throat as his thumbs continued to torment her engorged peaks.

Her breasts slid along between his fingers, squeezing between them and pressing against the scales. Her rock-hard nipples rubbed against his hands s they expertly worked her over, tossing off her attempts to calm down, almost as if mocking her!

Feeling the stirring of something below, her eyes flew WIDE, fear returning to her face. She desperately wriggled her shoulders, trying to pull her hips and legs away from him! Pressing her buttocks against any surface she could (his legs, the ground, whichever they would slide to), she attempted to push her shoulders off the ground!

"D-DAMN YOU!" She snarls, the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes finally trickling down the sides of her head, slipping free of their grip. "HHNOOooh!" She cried out a moment later, his fingers beginning to pull and twist painfully and pleasurably on those sensitive points!

She forced down a sob at his dark laugh, her attempts to raise up stopping as she slumped back weakly. She couldn't take this humiliation much more, nor this precious stimulation... She began to slowly turn and twist in weak desperation as he played with her so effectively, scattering her weak attempts at control with his new game, the large pliable mounds pressing back into his eager hands...

His hardening cock shocked her into action. Her movements, frantic though they were, were short-lived as his skilled fingers focussed on her sensitive nipples. Her resistance collapsed with a loud moan as she shrank back onto the ground, still twisting weakly under his skilled hands.

"Is this bothering you, Karen?" he said as his face lowered towards her chest. "I'll stop then." Abruptly, both hands released her tits and slid down her sides. Any relief she might have had was short-lived as his long, hot tongue flicked over one rosy tip. His hands held her hips, rocking her against him while his tongue curled agilely around the diamond hard point, pulling and twisting it as the wet muscle slid around it.

Every time he spoke, it seemed, her torment grew worse and worse. She didn't sigh in relief, didn't move a muscle as his hands slid away... when his tongue descended to replace them, she let out a low, shuddering moan. Her body flexed a little, then suddenly arched as his hands seized her hips and rocked her against him.

The feel of that stirring rod made her fight his hands weakly for a second, but she was helpless before his strength. The curling tongue made her head jerk, her hair tossing backwards and then spilling around her like a halo as head rolled backwards a little. Her breathing was softer but quicker, her trembles replaced with pleasured shivers. God, the way he teased her... she was beginning to fear she might go mad...

She was helpless before the work of his hands and tongue, squirming and groaning as he continued to tease and pleasure her aching body. She gave up her focus long ago, merely twisting and shuddering as he coaxed more pleased groans and moans from her. As she heard the fabric cut and felt him grind against her, she begged softly. "Please... p... please..." She whispered weakly, though not defining what...

"SooooOOH..." She shudders, an attempt to plead again for him to cease interrupted as he feasted upon her sensitive breast. Her tight asscheeks filled his palm, her weight pressing down against it, her wet flower being tormented as it ground to his powerful form. Her hands, still lashed together, turned downwards and clawed at the grass in desperation! Her legs flexed weakly, not just held high, but spread wide apart lewdly... like a cheerleader might splay herself out for a long night with an entire football team.

Her elbows came together in front of her face, hiding the pleasure and shame from her face, pressing her features against the underside of her arms as he renewed the molestation of her other glorious tit, muffling the moans he drew out of her with his feast. Her body was utterly betraying her, getting hotter and hotter as pulses of pleasure rattled her brain, any hope of resisting them as he coaxed her body long gone. She would soon be his, utterly...

'God, it's driving me mad...' She thought as her hips rolled and twisted in his grip. Her breath caught in her throat as pleasure surged through her again and again, erratic breathing and short gasps making her breasts bounce beneath his mouth and hand. Her body had surrendered to his skillful touch, her ass grinding against his gripping hand, her gasps and moans clear and loud. Each squeeze, nip, and flick was sending the young warrior whimpering through waves of pleasure and bliss. Her engorged tits screamed for more, her wet sex and quivering lips yearned to take in that rod that was tormenting her body as it prepared to penetrate deep...

And then it was no longer preparing. Her body betrayed her completely as he slid deep inside, quivering walls of her sex clamping tight around him. Pleasure ricocheted through her hips, making them twist and buck; pleasure rocked through her breasts, making her arch and grind the glorious mounds against the assaulting hand and mouth; pleasure screamed right up through to her brain, making her head snap back and a scream escape her lips! She climaxed heart, twisting and shuddering under his continual assault, riding through the will-destroying orgasm that rocked her.