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The Tag Team Tournament Part 2

For every single lady that followed this blue dragoness along the paths of the island towards the springs there would be others that didn't. Not everyone was interested in scoping out the competition, not everyone had the patience to sit around and watch other warrior women do battle in order to climb the ranks of this tournament, some were new and uninterested in the other fighters that had come here, but many more had been here through the last tournaments and were simply done following the island queen from one destination to the next as she pitted women against other women in a hot and sultry bout of combat that would leave one standing in victory and the other panting into the sand, dirt, whatever else this island was made out of. Not one of them was racked with uncaring, but they were far more interested in other events that this island might be able to provide them while waiting for their own combat to come about.

That was why when the azure ruler of the island would reach this crystal clear spring her wings would spread. Ideas of memories of past events that had flooded her would fill her thoughts once again leaving her to almost mewl over the wins that she'd claimed in these very waters. The shifting surface of it was provided by its own mass alone while the heat from the volcano separated only by a few dozen feet of solid rock would heat this pool to steam out any impurities that might have found their way into it. The water itself was clear and sparkled in the bright of the overhead sun that already loomed over their figures, but even as perfectly pure as this water was the temperature made it far less enjoyable to drink. There was a bright smile on this island queen's lips as she stepped forward into the fluid, allowing these much more brutally shifting waters to swell up around her thick, strong, and juicy thighs, licking up to touch just slightly at the base of her pert and regally shaped rear. It was a sensation that forced her to almost purr from the warmth alone just barely cascading back and forth across her already delicate queenly cunny before turning her attention back to the crowd that had gathered.

"Ladies!" She called to them, fighting to push back a warm blush, "I welcome you to my springs. A self cleaning miracle of nature perfect for cleaning up and relaxing. Today's fight is going to take place in these very waters and leading the attendees will be myself."

"You're fighting too?" Came the voice from the crowd to echo was many of those remaining were thinking.

The light chuckle that flowed from Sumethil's voice showed that she recognized the defiance in the tone, "Of course. Unless you girls are scared of a big strong dragoness."

It was a simple enough taunt by itself, one that filled the group with murmurs, but not one of them had any real problem with the proposed queen enjoying her own tournament leaving her to deliver an easy nod as silence fell over them once again.

"The first time for this round is going to be something special. Made up of two of fighters that have already been through one or both of the previous tournaments. Our own sea dragoness, a water warrior who should feel right at home in this heated bath. White, blue, beautiful. I present to you, Hilla."

As the dragoness stepped forward she looked every bit as lovely as the queen had been describing. Not nearly as busty as some of the other ladies from the previous round, this more slim, but still strong scaled woman had a color that was white as freshly fallen snow only to be coupled with the markings of what looked to be tiger stripes of a very light blue. It was a color that made her stand out, made her noticeable, but also one that perfectly fit in with her more than quiet personality. Hilla was known for not saying much, being the kind of person that preferred to let her body do the talking, but even as she stepped into the heated waters the soft tone of her discomfort with it shown that this sea dragoness would rather be in a slightly more chilled climate. Still she was lovely, strong, tone, but not so much that it took away from her lovely figure. Even when she lashed her finned tail down against the rushing fluids she'd work on getting used to the temperature, not willing to allow something like hot or cold interfere with her match.

As Sumethil smirked to her first opponent the knowing grin showed easily across her face. In any normal situation she'd rather go up against Hilla in a place where they both were used to the waters, but this tournament had always been just as much about showing off her island as it was crowning a powerful woman with bragging rights and the ability to dominate one another in a mostly safe environment. Of course she'd give her more arctic friend time to adjust to the water in this spring.

"Her partner, has been with us for only one tournament, but did well within it. A powerful feline warrior if ever there was one. Capable, fierce, devastating in any match she's presented with. This golden lioness fears nobody and never runs from a fight. A crimson mane and a sultry personality. Ladies, please welcome Natasha."

The lioness was much more busty than her partner, her swollen tits were more comparable to that of Sumethil than Hilla, but even if she had the goods in the front this feline wasn't lacking at all with her large, flush, heart-shaped butt. She almost gave off a yowl as she walked up to this spring, the knowing smile on her face leading her steps to bring herself into the fluid without any hesitation at all. Natasha didn't mind water, hot or cold, but instead wanted to focus all of her attention on making this queen bow down to her for the sake of this tournament. How lucky was she to be able to fight such a powerful fighter so early in the tournament? To Natasha this was going to be a good warm up, a way to stretch herself out as she focused on the matches that she was already envisioning. Partner or not she knew how to fight and was more than aware that her new dragon friend was much the same as her.

With a cross of her arms under her ample breasts she'd smile at the ruler and release a soft and easy chuckle, "Well? Dramatic tension aside, who are you going to be fighting us with?"

It was a question that forced the dragoness to smirk, her light chuckle flowing from her lips as she thought about the struggle of a partner that she'd been given. This was a woman that was more of an enigma than even she'd like to admit, someone who specialized in a very particular job that had given this queen quite a bit of issue in the past. Back when monsters ran the country-side and tormented the normals a small guardianship of furs had learned how to handle such beasts and came together as adventuring parties in order to put a stop to the cruelty that the monsters enjoyed to force. These were hunters by tradition, but adventurers by name and this specific woman was someone who's lineage had trained generation after generation of monster slayers. This was all before Sumethil became queen but the reputation still stood. Now that she'd guided monsters into an island paradise for the sake of peace there was no need for these slayers, but that didn't mean they simply vanished off the face of the earth.

When her hand lifted, it would reach out to offer itself to a certain dark equine. A flaming mane ran down the length of her neck while licking at the air above her while burning crimson eyes stared back at this ruler matched only by the single horn at the front of her head forehead protruding forward only about half a foot in order to point to this woman that was announcing her. "The partner to the queen of monsters is going to be the famous monster hunter herself, Domina the dominator."

With fur black as night the dark coat covered the entire length of her body except where the flames that came off of her would lick around her wrists, around her ankles, and at the top of her head. Any motion that she made would cause these burning flames to shift and move, presenting her as a legendary monster herself, a night mare, a create that was beyond the elements of fire and heat. When this busty black mare stepped forward she did so into the water, the flames around her ankles not even being bothered or put out by the fluid that went up to her knees, nor did they provide any heat all to the touch as she stood there looking over her partner. The look of this woman was neither joy nor disappointment, but accepting this fight as if it was simply another job for her to grind through. She was here to win, and that's the only thing on her mind as she looked on like a proper mercenary even as she stood there muscularly in the nude. It wasn't that Domina was without an opinion on this fight, or her partnership, but accepted that there was nothing she could do about it once everything was decided. From here she simply needed to accept that the partner of a famous monster fighter was the Monster Island queen.

The golden lioness laughed softly at the odd coupling and lifted her brow. "You're just making this up as you go, aren't you?"

This question was bold and stern, but prompted the blue face of this island ruler to shake her head, "Nope, it's on the board back in the temple if you want to check it out. Everyone was given a partner at random. Trust me, it's not a joy to fight alongside someone who's trained to hunt my people for money."

"As long as you keep them out of trouble my services won't be needed." Domina spoke out, her voice was cold and dry, but there was a layer of force to it like one someone who was used to getting her way and didn't see many obstacles that could interfere with that.

"Not to be rude, but can we start already?" Hilla had been silent up until now, just letting the jabs and jolts have their way between her partner and the other two, but what they'd failed to realize was that there was a group of ladies gathered that were expecting some kind of show while these girls worked at flexing their mouth muscles.

Summy was surprised at first, not expecting such a tone from the dragoness, but with a smirk she gave a quick nod and stretched out her arms to begin this fight.

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The island queen's motion was going to be simple, she was going to rush in, take them down, and maybe leave a few scraps for the monster hunter to clean up after. It was a plan, likely one that would get her in trouble, but this regal dragoness had been through her fair share of fights in the past and knew that she could make her way through it without too much problem. As her feet shifted across the floor of the hot spring the water rose and dropped against her knees, but before this azure warrior queen could even make her first step the black mare had stepped in front of her. A hand was aimed back at this blue royalty in a motion to tell her to wait while she couldn't see this equine fighter's eyes thanks to how they'd focused entire on the opponents that they were bound to fight.

"Stay close, we can take them down quicker if we're together." Domina explained, much to the dissatisfaction of her team member who narrowed yellow eyes at the back of the flaming mane that licked at the air above her.

Sumethil hated the idea of taking guidance from others, but to take it from someone who'd dedicated her life to terrorizing her subjects, it was almost too much for her to bare. Maybe it was because she couldn't think of a better plan, or maybe it had to do with the fact that the nightmare didn't give her a chance at all to even think of one before rushing forward, but Sumethil followed her, almost chasing her to stay close behind while they closed in on the two that had been waiting more than patiently for this fight to actually start.

"I don't take orders from you, hunter." Sumethil shouted up to her, wanting to show some level of betrayal to their allegiance just for her own sake, for the purpose of trying to separate herself from this woman that willingly seeks out her people to make sure that they weren't 'causing any trouble'. The idea of it made her sick, especially in how it was the normal society that labeled them as monsters to begin with, but more importantly how nightmare were also classified as monsters, but were given some special pass thanks to how similar to traditional equine that they looked. It was exactly how dragons were accepted as well, but this wasn't a point that the island ruler wanted to make right now.

Domina felt the need to scoff at this, her mind flowing with thoughts about how monster fighting was an old adventuring tradition, but had been phased out some time ago due to monsters no longer raising villages at their pleasure. It was worth saying, but the warrior equine had learned long ago that there was no reasoning with creatures like them. Instead she focused on the fight in front of her, moving fast and letting the monster queen stick close behind. If this nightmare was going to fight one of these two opponents, then she already knew that she had more advantage against the dragon than the lioness, a monster against an experienced adventurer. As she raced, however, the hot water got in the way, the fluid pushing back against her charge to slow her down just enough that as she moved this feline combatant managed to block her path.

This black furred flaming horse didn't like to see her plans interrupted, but was already settling on the ideas of facing the lion on her way towards Hilla when her team mate bounded in past her, the scales of that azure body allowing her to cut through this water much easier to gain the lead. Sumethil could tell where Domina was heading just as easily as Natasha could, both noticing the equine woman eyeing the tall and thin sea dragoness clearly. When the island queen caught up to this feline fighter their fingers would rise to lace around one another, crossing immediately as the lioness tried to keep this two on one onslaught from reaching her partner. For what it was worth her plan worked, the monster ruler was stopped dead in her tracks by their well muscled feminine bodies stressing and flexing against one another, but that didn't help to protect Hilla from the charging horse that slipped right past them.

"Hilla! Heads up!" Natasha called out to her, not even being willing to turn her head to see if her partner was alright as she faced this de-powered lightning dragon.

"I've got her, just take care of Summy." Hilla responded, narrowing her gaze towards Domina as she stood perfectly still in anticipation for the attack that was coming.

Hilla didn't know if it was funny or insulting that this equine adventurer thought of her as the weaker of the two fighters, her fighting career extending for quite some time and leaving her more than capable of fighting even this lowly monster hunter all on her own. She didn't move to get out of the way, but she didn't need to. There was a reason that Hilla had done so well in the first tournament before her loss, and that was because she had the confidence to think of her strategies ahead of time. Hilla was a sea dragoness, a water dragon much like that of Sumethil, so when this equine raced towards her she'd defend herself with a fast movement of her leg and tail arching across the surface of the water so that her powerful attack would lift a steaming wave of hot fluid straight up through the air to impact Domina squarely in the face. It wasn't scolding water, but it was hot enough to burn leaving the nightmare to cover her eyes quickly as she cried out from the hot liquid stinging into her vision.

The two other fighters could hear the painful call from this equine fighter, drawing their attention to her as she stumbled backwards through the water before suddenly her busty dark figure would be toppled over when a scaled shoulder embedded itself into her exposed abs. The splash that was left behind as Domina's body sunk into the water rose up to sprinkle the two, but as hot as the water was neither of them were able to break their hold on the other to assist their partner. Hilla found herself on top of Domina where she wanted to be with the woman over half submerged in the still distressed movement of this spring. It wasn't so deep the equine would drown, but was more than deep enough that the warrior woman was quite a bit more than upset about having been tackled down into it. Already the stinging in her eyes would subside, her vision coming back to normal, and the look in her crimson colored equine eyes showed that she was far less than happy with her most recent opponent.

"You got a little overconfident there, bitch. You should have known not to challenge a sea dragon in water." Hilla smirked, proud of her actions as she pressed her hands down against Domina's shoulders to try and keep her trapped on her back for a bit.

Domina only smiled to this, grinning brightly, "Yeah, you water ladies tend to be a bit slippery, but now you're in gripping range."

When the nightmare warrior reached up for this woman her arms would never even leave the water as those pale scaled knees came down to crush them against the soft dirt and sand that made up the bed of this spring. Those thick, strong, and powerful blue striped legs folded in on one another so that the base of her knee could crush easily against those biceps, keeping them from swelling, from flexing, and easily pinning them down with those black arms stretched out to her sides worthlessly. Even when Domina grunted, her growling breath only released a soft tone before her head was made to lean back into this water so that bubbles could lift in her breath's place. Keeping her snout above water wasn't a huge deal for her, but as those white knuckles lifted off of her black tit that it had just been crushing the equine woman knew that she was in trouble. Another hard hit, followed by another would leave each breast getting rightfully pounded as they each flattened down on her chest only to bounce back up for more abuse, though with a little less firmness than before. It was a hard pain and a heavy strike, but Domina was stuck, she had no choice but to endure and hope that the island queen could somehow save her from this.

Sumethil had her own problems, even as she flexed her proud dragon muscles against the tight grip that was held against her there was no denying that this golden dragoness was managing to push her back, was making her feel slide against the mud under the water and leaving this ruler to grit her teeth as she strained to push back. Every aching motion of her body tried to gain some ground but there was no doubt at all that Natasha was simply stronger than her. As her yellow eyes turned to quickly to see if her equine companion could help only to see her under the water entirely getting beaten to a pulp. Summy knew that if it was left to her fighting both of them then she'd be rightly beaten, mocked, and humiliated. Her only chance was to find a way to even out these odds again.

With the island queen still being forced back she'd suddenly change her weight, shifting herself, moving to the side in a hurry so that this lioness's superior force would have nothing resisting it and leaving this feline to stumble and topple in place before falling face first into the heat of the water. Sumethil knew that this wouldn't buy her much time and with a quick and sudden rush towards Hilla her yellow soled foot would make impact against the side of this woman's shoulder to force the sea dragon off of her partner. Domina was free, able to lift herself, but cradled her sore breasts in an attempt to recover at all as she lifted herself back to her feet.

"Didn't think you were coming for a second." The equine admitted, groaning through her teeth.

"I almost didn't, hunter."

The golden lioness wouldn't be ignored, the little trick from moments ago had only distracted her for a second leaving her to growl out deeply as she watched the blue dragoness standing where her partner was only moment ago. The narrowed gaze on her eyes showed where her focus was and with water dripping from her thin coat she'd rush towards the woman she'd been fighting only a little while before. Sumethil hadn't even seen the attack coming, only turning around soon enough too late to do anything about it. That was Natasha's plan, to get at the island queen before she had time to notice, but she she hadn't noticed was the equine woman still half buried in the water, and this crimson gazed horse had noticed the strong lioness coming straight at them. She couldn't really counter attack from the ground, but with a swing of her strong, black leg under the water Natasha found her body once again sinking down into the waves created by these fighter's constant movements. A fast motion would bring Domina back to her feet while this feline opponent was working to recover and before the lioness could even lift herself fully out of the water those dark arms wrapped around that golden body from behind. The flames that lifted from her black wrists licked harmlessly at Natasha's soft, squishy, huge under breasts, but that added weight on the feline's back would keep herself from behind able to get back to her feet. This nightmare would help with this, however, pulling the kitty into her own large, dark breasts that flattened against that strong back so that with a strained grunt Domina would slowly lift Natasha out of the water entirely.

The golden lion found herself being leaned back further and further, her body tense as she fought to get out of this hold for what she knew was coming up, and with a single backwards swing the black mare would slam this feline right back into the water in a hard and spring shaking suplex that lifted the water around them in a hard splash. The slam alone jarred Domina's grip on her, forcing the equine to let go as both remained down in the water for a bit before the nightmare rolled to pick herself back up to her feet. Natasha was in quite a bit more pain, having falling mostly on the back of her head, but with the stinging of that hard drop still ringing clear in her mind she'd work to pick herself up as well if only to not be outdone by her hooved opponent.

By the time Natasha managed to get back to her feet the dark mare was already reaching out for her leaving the only action that this golden feline could make to lift her own hands as more of a reflex than anything else. Fingers once again crossed fingers as they tend to do and before either could really think about their actions strong, swollen, well toned female bodies flexed their arm, shoulder, and every other muscle that they could that might give them an advantage to push the other back. This time they were even, held firm against one another in a perfect match while the lioness would begin to grow slowly from the depths of her throat. Teeth bared on both sides as they stood there knee deep in hot water trying to force as much strength into the other as they could to no avail. Natasha wanted to win this, though, she wanted to find a way to come out of this fight on top, and so when she lifted her knee sharply into Domina's stomach the thick meat of her strong and powerful thigh would find itself sinking into those abs and leaving the horse's breath to be driven out of that dark body.

Domina hadn't been expecting such a strike that stole the strength right out of her body. Her knees crumbled from under her while Natasha continued to cling to those dark fingers. It was those digits alone that kept her upright even as she looked up past the curve of those thick and juicy golden breasts only to see the smiling grin of this feline looking down at her. When this lioness released her hands they'd come down at Domina's sides so that she could try and pick herself back up again. She'd try for a fast strike, wanting to try and embed her first into Natasha's abs to force her back away from her while she worked to righten her still staking legs, but the feline had already moved, had already strafed around her body leaving the equine to punch at the air before those golden arms came down around the outside of her own. In an instant Domina was pinned, her limbs trapped against her own sides as she was lifted out of the water entirely. Those strong arms tightened around her, squeezing her, hugging her, straining the equine who was struggling to break this hold.

Natasha loved how the nightmare tried to fight back, how she squirmed in her grip, but that only made her squeeze down tighter while those large, thick breasts crushed tightly against the back of Domina's spine. "You're not getting away, this time." She'd tell her, smirking behind Domina's back as the equine grunted and groaned.

A blue blur slid across the heated rocks under the surface of the water before this azure queen had a chance to catch herself, to correct herself, which left her rubbing her chest were this strong white dragoness had managed to abuse her. When yellow eyes quickly darted to the side she used this brief moment of separation to check on her partner only to see the equine woman suffering once again. At this point the island ruler released a long sigh, as her view returned to the dragoness in front of her. How many times would she really need to save this nightmare? They didn't exactly see eye to eye to begin with, but she'd already saved Domina once. There wasn't a lot of time to think about this though, not when Hilla was racing back to her once again. The hot water lifted as it rippled from the quick and heavy steps that seemed completely unhindered by the thickness of this warm fluid, but as an sea dragon she was used to moving through the currents and against water pressure.

"You're a bit distracted, Sumethil." The white dragon taunted, smirking as she moved to lift a knee aimed straight for that stomach. It was a slow and long moving strike, and one that was immediately blocked, "Don't worry, once Natasha's done with your little pony friend you'll get all the attention you can handle from the both of us."

The azure dragoness narrowed her eyes to this, but couldn't deny that it was true. If she chose not to save Domina again then she'd likely lose in this spring leaving Sumethil to have to fight both of them at once. That wasn't something that she wanted to do. Thinking about this at all during her own fight wasn't wise, something that she learned rather quickly when that knee returned to her and this time impacted her stomach with enough force to drive Sumethil's breath out. The queen stumbled, her knees shaking while she worked to pay Hilla the attention that she was warranted, but what the white dragon hadn't noticed was that her knee had been locked against those abs by Sumethil's wrapping arms. In a fast motion the hands at the back of Hilla's knee would slide down to the dragoness's ankle so that with a single lift she'd bring her opponent straight out of the water before watching her tumble straight back down into the splashing spring. When this ruler turned to help her partner, though, she felt a hard impact to the back of her knee, the solid thud that she'd felt quite a few times before and knee that she'd just been smacked hard by that white tail leaving this regal woman to tumble down into the floor-bed hidden under these waters.

Sumethil thought that she'd gotten away, she thought that she was in the clear, but now she knew the truth with her knees buried in the spring water. Hilla wasn't done with her, though, not yet. She wanted to make sure that this queen wouldn't be continuing her part of the fight, but knew more than well enough that this would require a bit of tenderizing. The solid kick against the azure dragon's stomach would do just that, forcing this queen to roll over onto her back as she grunted for air.

"You want to help your friend so much, but who's going to help you?" Hilla spoke down to her, asking her with that snide attitude and half smile.

"I can help myself bitch." The dragoness said, her body turning just enough in the water so that she could lift her blue foot quickly up towards the pale dragon's center. Hilla wasn't blind, however, and could see an attack like that coming from a mile away leaving her to only turn her body so that the kick would miss all together.

What Hilla wasn't counting on was the sudden shifting of the water as that tail would whip under the hidden ebb and flow of this very disturbed fluid even as it connected against the back of Hilla's ankles to take her feet clearly out from under her and leave the white dragoness splashing down into the spring right beside Sumethil who was already getting back to her feet. It only took the blue island queen a second to turn from this white dragoness and start heading for Natasha in order to rescue her partner, but Hilla wasn't about to let this opponent get away so easily. With a quick roll the pale scaled woman would bring herself back up, dashing towards Sumethil to close the distance between them instantly and leap at her. Hilla's feet left the water entirely as she tried to wrap her arms around that azure body only to feel this queen catch her wrist as it came around the front. One forward lean and sharp tug later and the sight of this white dragoness being flipped over Sumethil's body and down into the hot spring once again left the fluid splashing up once more around them.

"Hilla!" Natasha called, working to keep this equine warrioress still as she clung to her body tightly.

With the dragoness down once again this time the monster queen would make sure she stayed that way with a foot pressing down against that lovely round chest. A single large breast would be the subject of her attack, not nearly as busty as Domina, Natasha, or even Sumethil herself, but still well enough to draw some attention as she ground the soul of her foot against it. The step alone kept Hilla completely submerged in the water, but the blue dragoness knew that any kind of water dragon, including herself, could breath beneath the waves so her little antics were pretty harmless even when she gripped that nipple between her toes to pinch it with her sharp talon-like claws.

Hilla struggled to push the foot off of her, but there was no luck in that given the larger dragoness holding her down. Legs and tail lashed against the surface of the water showing her resistance while bubbles lifted in time with her moaning breath. Being able to breath under water didn't make the act any less irritating or pleasant to have her chest toyed with in such a way. What made the situation worse for Hilla was when the electric dragoness's tail slapped down into the very disturbed water in order to snake its way up those pale thighs. The quick movement darted in fast to those cunny lips leaving Hilla to gasp and clamp her thighs together. It was the white dragoness's advantage that her movement was fast enough to keep from being penetrated, but she wasn't quite fast enough to keep that tail tip away from her slit all together. Sumethil didn't need to force her tail into this woman, not when all she needed was to shift the tip up and down along the surface of that hungry white pussy leaving Hilla to jerk and sway her hips in any attempt to escape this attack.

It was a sight that made the golden feline watching them realize that she should have been toying with her prey a little less and trying to finish Domina off a little sooner. Now her partner was down in the water and she was going to have to find a way to get to her in order to shove Sumethil off. Even if she wanted to deal with Domina, to finish her off from this fight, it was far too late for her to see through it with before the blue dragoness would be on her. That meant that this dragon lioness had no choice but release the equine to try and save Hilla from her fate. Those strong and powerful arms loosened, her muscles relaxing, and when they separated the nightmare would find herself dropping down into the water while Natasha darted towards the two dragons.

"I'm coming, Hilla." This strong feline proclaimed, speaking out whether or not the white dragon could hear her under self made waves.

What Natasha hadn't bothered to notice, however, was that while Domina had been made to suffer with that tight bear hug, she certainly wasn't down and out by it. The moment that this lioness had her back to her those flaming wrists would wrap themselves around her body, tackling this busty, buff feline down into the water as well. Natasha quickly kicked at it, rolling them onto their backs in order to start resisting this attack, but with that tight hold, with those strong and thick breasts crushing against the back of her head, there was no where for her elbows to land that would effect Domina at all. Even when that tail lashed and beat against the surface of the water the submerged equine body was shielded by the fluid around it leaving her strikes unaffected by anything that Natasha could do. Instead this horse would take her other hand to catch that tail in its slowed movement, gripped it tightly so that with a single inward thrust she'd bring Natasha's own extra limb to penetrate up into that pussy.

More and more tail would be fed into this lioness body, her own instinctive lashing adding to the hot pleasure caused by it, but even when Domina bottomed out she simply rolled her wrist along with the tail to flick her fingers across the sultry and well neglected clit. Both Natasha and Hilla were down, trapped, and being properly pleasured by these dominating women. Their motions didn't help, their struggles only adding to the sensation being granted to them. Gasps and words were robbed from their very being by the second as Sumethil and Domina took full advantage of their situations even as they listened to the feline's moans roll into grunts before folding into soft screams. The damp tunnels that these women shared grew tighter, grew more tense, and without any rest even Hilla's sultry tones could be heard through the water. It was only the sound of their voices rising in pitch that would give away what happened, the hot panting that left them after this displayed that the feline and sea dragoness had managed to add more steaming fluid to this hot spring even as their eyes rolled up into the backs of their heads.

"Alright.. alright.. you won.." Natasha struggled to say between breaths, and with this admission her nightmare opponent would simply release her from this sensual hold and drag the feline into more shallow waters for the reward that Domina was owed.

Sumethil also released her opponent, not needing to be told that a hot release was delivered for her to know it. After all, it was her tail that was flicking across the surface of that pussy leaving Hilla to finally be able to lift her head out of this water once again.

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In any normal tournament a victor would be announced, but here on this island such a thing wasn't needed. Wins and losses were obvious by the look on the faces of the women that both lost and won. The showing of domination and pride always leaking from the sultry bodies of the winners when when those like Domina rested down on the edge of the spring with her lower half just barely hidden beneath the waters. Natasha was still panting beside her, but knew what her loss meant and so even through her fatigue she'd bring herself to half lay over the equine woman so that her strong thigh could part those powerful, black, nightmare legs. Two fingers found their way down, meeting Domina's damp slit. If it was wet because of the water or because of their little fight it was unclear, but also unimportant. Both fingers found their new home in against those squishy inner walls, spreading them, rolling against them, and forming two sturdy hooks to drag across the surface leaving this horse's head to lean backwards in a long and well toned moan.

"Ugh.. You should have done this from the sta..." Her voice was interrupted, her words vanishing into time as well as down the throat of the feline who replaced those words with her own course kitty tongue that caught Domina at the end of her sentence to give her a proper warrior's kiss. For someone that was supposed to be submitting to this equine fighter she was being quite aggressive, something that Domina didn't mind at all.

Natasha may have been a bit disappointed in her loss at this tournament, but with it she knew what her new role was. No longer a fighter she'd make herself into a lover, a pleasurer, a creature dedicated to fulfilling the needs and lusts of the woman who'd won over her. It was just how these tournaments are, the loser pleasures the winner not only to show submission, not only to demonstrate the who was the better fighter at the end of the match, but to calm the heat that builds between them thanks to these kinds of tournaments. It would go without saying that she'd gotten Domina a few times, had given her some moments of hardship and lust. Many saw this as Domina's chance to seek revenge, to humiliate the woman after such a fight, but it wasn't in Natasha's nature to simply lay back and allow herself to be used as some kind of common whore. If her new role in this fight was to drain the equine's pent up needs then she would do so with as much enthusiasm as she put into the fight itself. Domina wouldn't need to humiliate her, call her a slut, make her whine over her own loss. She'd be that slut willingly to serve the winner that beat her.

At first it was just her feline fingers, the pressing, the pulling, the raking that her digits made across the surface of that squishy tunnel, it all added up to a rigorous pace that only seemed to increase in speed as she went. Even now Domina was shaking, her body trembling from the pressure that was being applied to her delicate depths even while she struggled just to take in a breath while the juice of her soft flesh trap was found leaking across the back of that hand and down the length of her forearm all the way to the elbow. The equine's lust was on full display, her horned head even leaning back into a long moan that forced their lips to finally separate while she fought for any ability at all to control herself only to find her resolve quickly starting to fail. Those crimson eyes never even had a chance to look on at Natasha, not while the pace that this amazing feline was keeping up with on a continuous path rolled through her body like a crashing wave. But every wave has an ebb to it's flow and with that effort of those fingers pushing in soon she'd have to deliver something back out again.

Without being able to even consider the idea of maintaining herself she'd finally call out, her equine voice rolling up into the steam filled air above them and against this talented hand she'd feel her hot female fluids dumping free from her body to squirt hard across the length of that forearm. Even Natasha had to smile at the results of her efforts even while Domina panted to try and keep herself under control. Domina's release wasn't just some little squirt gun, though, it fired and fired over and over leaving her body to shake and jerk with every hard gush that was forced from her. The entire time she had to hold her breath leaving her to fall back when it was all finally over as if waiting for the next shot of fem-cum to burst free even while her panting breath hurried to try and fill her lungs.

It was hard to say if Hilla was having as good a time tending to her winner as her pale body had once again vanished under the water, but this time trapped down by the azure queen crouching down over her. It was difficult to say just what Sumethil was doing to her fellow water dragon, but the swaying motion of her hips forward, backward, and side to side made it very clear that she was enjoying herself. White hands gripped her thick and juicy thighs, holding them, clamping onto them while she felt the smoothness of those blue scales grind across the length of her snout all the way down to the bridge of her nose all while this island ruler's voice lifted into soft tones over them. When that tongue came into effect Sumethil could feel it snaking around, drifting, turning, and finally with a single misplaced grind it would finally be allowed to enter her juicy and puffy tunnel.

The queen's hot depths was like a pillow, soft, puffy, squishy, and easy to push around in order to mold it, but most important it was tight even around Hilla's tongue leaving this white dragoness to work hard at spreading it further than it was before. As that tongue made it's new home inside of her body this blue queen had little reason to continue grinding and instead moved her hand down towards Hilla's head, finding a good grip to hold onto as she leaned her head back with her mouth half hung open. For now she's wait, gasping, cooing, loving the feeling that her victory had brought her in the form of this amazingly skilled mouth licking across the surface of it over and over.

"Ugh.. Hilla..." she moaned, unable to even control her own voice as her eyes clinched down.

It was no mystery that Sumethil wanted to hold onto this sensation for as long as possible, wanted to enjoy her win for that much longer. These dragons weren't like the mammal couple that just finished. A victory wasn't about the sex, it wasn't even about the release. For dragons a victory was about pride and bragging, it was about cutting the opponent down even lower than the fight had so that when you savor your win finally they could see, smell, taste, whatever, the victory and how far they still had to go in order to claim it. It was about submission, to force the opponent to tend to her as she saw fit. Of course this bred little more than rivalries among them, but if it meant being challenged more often the scaled leaders of the monster kingdom didn't exactly mind.

that tongue had already started flicking at the back of her tunnel, stretching down the entire length of it only to widen her tight passage out in order to make room for itself while the island queen moaned loudly just as Domina had been earlier. The way it twisted, the way it beat her walls, the way that mouth muscle hit every single inch of her awaiting tunnel, it left her on the breaking point of this session, on the edge of finally truly claiming this victory once and for all. When that hot cream came it did so by first crushing down against that tongue once more, almost trapping it inside of her while she writhed and bent her own hips for a more comfortable position only to find that her body had locked up entirely. Completely stunned in place she gasped and groaned, her teeth ground, and in an instant the hot burst of dragon cum filled the water around Hilla's face, clouding it while her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

The newly added fluid to this water made it impossible for the white dragoness to see, but with a strong push against those thighs she'd managed to find her way out anyway. A heavy splash came when Sumethil's large, round, perfectly shaped butt crashed into the water beside her, but a simple throw was more than the dragoness's deserved from Hilla's perspective. She was out of the fight now, but that didn't mean that she'd be prevented from enjoying the island once again.

"And.. ugh.. and that concludes the fight..." Sumethil panted loudly, trying to catch her breath even just enough to speak out to the crowds that just watched this entire display. "The next.... next match will be... in a few hours."

Domina had nothing to add to this, her body shifting through the spring waters surrounding the island queen even while a few other ladies chose to step down into the waters for their own cleansing. A fight that was strong and bold just moments before, already lost to the beauty of the island and those that were so eager to be here and fight on top of it. A break was a break, though, and until the next match was announced it was time for a bit of relaxation.