Winter Cherry

Author's Notes: another request by amy haha. RR just lends itself really well to this sorta thing so.

Candy Cane thrashed in Yasha's grip. Frustration bubbled inside of her as her limbs were looped and threaded through the ropes. All her weight was put onto her shoulders and thighs as blood rushed to her head. The tiny skirt she wore was flipped over and revealed both her round ass and regrettably hard cock to the screaming crowd. The panties she wore did nothing to hide her bulge. Her full balls slipped out from the sides as her shaft flopped out of the front.

"Knock it off, ninja freak!" The punk screeched.

"Silence. Clearly, your... instructor did a poor job in training you," Yasha muttered. Her gloved hand wrapped around the girl's shaft. Candy gasped as her cock jumped in her grip. She wriggled in the ropes as moans threatened to slip from her lips. "Not so rebellious now, I see. You still deserve punishment, young one."

Stepping away, Yasha brandished a kunai from seemingly nowhere. Candy thrashed once again only to be quelled by a smack on her ass. A hiss passed her lips as the cool steel of the blade brushed against her heated skin. Then, the soft pink cotton was sliced off. Uselessly, they fell into the ring, and her entire crotch was revealed to the crowd. Tears of frustration beaded in her eyes and rolled down her face and into her dyed locks. She squirmed. Her stiff cock bounced from the motion. Yasha hummed before drooling onto her fingers... and pushed them against Candy's twitching hole. The girl yelped as those digits sank inside of her.

Expertly, Yasha fingered the poor girl and found her prostate. All the air in Candy's lungs expelled from her as an almost painful spike of pleasure drove itself into her core. Precum dripped from her cock and onto her face. Yasha's hand once again wrapped around her twitching cock and stroked it in tandem with the fingers in her ass. Pleasure coursed through Candy Cane. Her cock throbbed harder and faster as pressure built inside of her. Pants and angry whines escaped her. She was left utterly breathless. Then, it grew to be too much. Her hips bucked into Yasha's vice grip and her balls smacked against the back of her hand. Then she came...or so she thought. Yasha pulled both hands away and stepped back.

The sudden lack of stimulation finally made Candy sob in frustration. "Why did you..."

Yasha hummed. "Is this your way of submission?"

"Hell no! Finish what you started!"

A wicked grin split itself across the kunoichi's face. "Well, it looks like our audience is in for a long match then.