The sexfight has only just begun, and yet she is cuming. Not a single finger, lip, or nipple has touched her clit, and yet Vera has released, left quivering beneath her rival. For she made the cardinal mistake of thinking too long, and wanting too hard, the conflict of bodies which has now come, and so quickly gone. And though her sudden climax might seem like an end – a cessation to the very moment the now bested Bulgarian wanted so bad, it is instead only just beginning.
For now she, being so obviously lesser, and so quickly pushed over the edge, can become slave without reservation. Begging her new master to please her again, and again – there no longer being any doubt that it is her enemy that is the better woman, and she who was so readily came who belongs on her knees.