The arena lights blazed hot as Marcus, the short shy 18-year-old, stepped onto the mat, his heart pounding with what he thought would be innocent fun. The crowd was all women, cheering wildly. The announcer popped her bubble gum and smirked into the mic, 'Ladies, this is a death match! You're gonna love seeing this cute boy slaughtered.' Marcus trembled, begging the giant tomboy opponent, 'Please, let me go, this isn't what I signed up for!' The tomboy, muscles rippling, felt a rush of heat, her pussy getting wet and dripping as she got horny from his desperate pleas. 'Oh honey, you're the perfect prey,' she teased wittily, 'Begging like that just makes my ass twitch with anticipation.' She pinned him hard, her grip crushing bones painfully as he screamed, sweat pouring down her body while she panted with arousal. His cock went hard involuntarily from the fear, but she crushed on, tearing into him violently, leaving him bleeding and broken. As she sat on his face, grinding her ass against him, she moaned about how his innocent future was destroyed, her cum dripping as she came hard. 'You consented the moment you joined my match, cutie,' she said with a sharp laugh, her strong form dominating completely. Panting and sweating, she rode the explosive end, her wet pussy throbbing in victory.
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