Larine still lays upside down - her breath still faint, and the cool feeling of her own love nectar trickling down her creamy-white undulating flesh did even further to embarass her - as if her cheeks weren't red enough already from her last climax. It was one of those you try to hold back..but it sort of slams you in the face all at once and leaves you panting for air - which, she naturally was. Neatly clipped fingernails press into the ground gently...until she's turned, bare-bottomedlittle trickles of sweat following the curves of her breasts and the tensed muscles in her thighs and abdomen. Blushing as she's disrobed further, one hand reaches out to try to grasp her halter top before it's tossed away..but instead is left entirely naked..nipples still slightly hard..and the obvious smell of sex lingering on her lithe form. As Erica moves forward for her kiss, Larine lets out a faint little whimper at the taste of her own nectar..eyes shifting to the side once more in utter humiliation, her legs spread out on either side of Erica's body.Her blush somehow intensifying if it were all possible as Erica fondles her still-tender breasts, which provokes another squeak from her lips...<br/><br/>Larine looks towards the ...toy at the side of the Arena as Erica turns her to face it...and..sadly, Larine had to admit to defeat..even if she did fight, she couldn't stop a single thing Erica could throw at her like this..she was * massively * drained..but ..god knows what would happen if she lost her room..she still had enough credits..right?<br/><br/>Yet it wasn't like Larine to simply speak of her submission and just give up..but she didn't want to be dildo-fucked in front of an audience much eather...she'd already been tongued to an orgasm..<br/><br/>She'd have to take a chance and submit..she was just too tired..and she needed sleep..<br/><br/>"I..I....I...*hesitant*.....I submit.."<br/><br/>Larine lowers her head, waiting for the Announcer to do exactly whatever it is she does after a match.....laying with a little puddle of love nectar under her bottom, and still lightly panting for breath, the light shining on her still-glistening sweaty body..<br/><br/>..Though, Larine hoped the most that she could get her clothes back...