Juli vs Jeff Harris

She raised her eyebrows at his acceptance. "Well.... no stakes of your own, little man?" she said, surprised at his boldness in such a poor state. It made her want him all the more as her pet. "And I do accept. And yes..." Her mind was flooded with ideas of filthy, wonderful, horrible things to do with him. Human toilet, gas, smothering, choking, whipping, foot worship, spanking, pegging... it was a huge list in her mind. Why not all of it, in the long run?

"And you shall serve in my harem for...." She paused and grinned. "As long as I wish. I swear it shall be less than 5 years." It would likely be infinitely shorter, but still delightful. "Agree, my oddly bold future slave?"

"Sure, for winning is all the prize I need!" Jeff said as he would try bouncing off of the ropes and deliver a flying attack to Juli, hopefully this time it was unexpected enough for him not to be squeezed.

Juli was indeed drooling over her thoughts, but the flying move caught her offguard and she tumbled over backward, landing on her as with a grunt before falling to one side, holding her head and shaking it while she leaned on her other arm

Jeff had tryed to capitalize on this, grasping her leg and tryed to flip her over for a submission, although he was still to weak to due anything that well, so it just seemed like he was messaging her.

"Nng... little BRAT!" Juli wound up kicking her leg at him knocking him back into the ropes before he bounced back at her, trying to rise up and hop to slap her big belly into him.

"Shi-" Jeff made out before Juli's big belly had hit him. He was now on the ground, trying to get up and collect himself. He would look up and find that Juli was standing above him.

Juli would raise and arm and bring a heavy elbow down on his neck, holding it there and reaching down to grab his tool, groping and pulling as she pleased. "Such a pathetic little toy... almost no pleasure for your mistress with THAT!"

Jeff had struggled like a fish out of water, writhing in pain as he had felt the effects of the elbow drop Juli had delivered to his neck, and had struggled more as he felt his tool being played with, though he was powerless to do so.

Juli would paw at his groin, trying to slide her gloved hand under his shorts to handle it directly, grinning wide and toothily at him as she worked casually but firmly.

Jeff had felt her hand going into his shorts, and he had struggled even more, although this was his downfall, for he had an even harder time breathing under her weight. Jeff had grown hard, and this was worrying him in a way, for he did not know what Juli would have in store for him if he lost, so he tryed to lift her arm off of his neck.