"In a fair fight I would take you down, bitch." said Jordan, but the fight on her had already died after a couple of tries to get free after her hands had been pinned to her side.<br/><br/>She knew that with her arms like that and her already faltering strength any struggle would take even a bigger toll on her. Well the woman pinned her down and chocked Jordan's words down her throat... the humiliation of that was harder on Jordan than the hands on her breasts.<br/><br/>When she saw the lamia moving from one combatant to the other at least Jordan felt relieved, as she had though the lamia would give Miri some very needed instruction, and then move on the other fighters... now maybe... just maybe she would change the pairs and free her... but when she saw her walking besides the close redhead and blackhaired girl... how the black haired fighter had pinned down the redhead and used her own panties to take advantage of her.. and after taking them how she was finger fucking her, and the fact that the Lamia instead of pulling them away congratulated the woman... she knew how this exercise will end... not before she moaned in an orgasm... and Jordan knew her body would not be able to take it any morenormally... in a couple of days she had more orgasms than she could remember having... these people were trying to addict her to the feeling... the sensation of rush in the arena, the humiliation... how the guard in the baths had been able to control her... even the sensation with Miri in the room... no... no... she needed to get free and so she began resisting.<br/><br/>But her sensitive body was not agreeing with her. When the barbaric blond began playing with her breasts and nipples, her finger moving along her skin making it tickle, she could feel both her nipples hardening and her pussy moistening... the addictive sensation of the pleasure slowly building between her legs as she fought, her cheeks turning red not only with the effort, but the shame and the sensation of heat building inside her.