Rampage's Rampage 4
#48 of Commissions
Rampage's attack on the Priestess comes to a close, but now, she faces a choice in her punishment.
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The priestess continues at the pace she's been going, licking over the warrior woman's folds and insides, finding the spot that gets the most results.
Rampage's walls quiver in glee, and her cries get higher and higher, a blush forming at her face.
Biting her lip, she pulls the woman away, letting a trail of pussy juice dribble down the priestess's chin.
The Priestess looks up with confused and pleading eyes. "R... Rampage?"
"Oh, you poor girl," Rampage growls, squatting down to her, patting her on the cheek. "You didn't think I'd let you get me off that easily, did you? No, we're not done with you serving me. In fact..." She stands up, yanking on the woman's head. "You're going to show me around."
The priestess yelps as she stands up, only for the stronger woman to turn her around, holding her by the arm behind her back. She leans in over the priestess's shoulder, copping a feel at her breast. "Now, then, why don't you give me a better tour of your little temple? If I'm going to be your new goddess, I want to see what my temple is like."
"N... new go...aaah!"
Rampage tightens the grip, making the priestess's arm burn in pain.
"Yes, a goddess," Rampage growls. "Might is all that the gods have that mortals do not, and here at this carnival, the line blurs, doesn't it? I'll show everyone here that I am the strongest. Now, then, if you're such a good worshiper, you can start worshiping the rest of my body now!"
She lets go of the Priestess, who stumbles forward, rubbing her arm, whining. Rampage grabs her shoulder and spins her around. "You like these tits, don't' ya?" she growls, pulling her in and smacking her right in between her mounds. "That's right bitch, I'm all muscle except where it counts. There's cunts who can't have a rack like mine when they try to get strong, but I'm sexy and strong!"
The priestess moans, pressing her lips against the strong flesh of her better, smacking her lips against the mound and moving up along one of her breasts, squeezing her eyes shut as she wraps her lips around Rampage's nipple.
Rampage sits back on the bench, pulling the priestess down with her. "Ah, that's the spot. Keep going, yeah... down my body. M... over my muscles... good girl... now down to my legs. Ah... yes, up those calves.... Slather my thighs with attention, ahaha...
"Now..." she growls, leaning forward. She wraps her legs around the priestess's head, pulling her up between her legs once again. "How about you make me cum before I break your head like a melon, huh?"
The Priestess tries to shake her head, but she pushes her tongue into the woman's sex once more, slurping and licking as if her life depended on it.
Rampage loved the idea of that fear sparking more attention onto her. She leans back against the bench, draping her arms over the back, and she sighs. "Ah, yeah... fuck... this is it... this is the release I've always wanted. I could never do this as Kitty Faulkner, I... I'm... I'm Rampage... Rampage, RAMPAGE!"
She squeezes the priestess's head harder, arching her hips and her back, screaming out throughout the entirety of the temple. Surely, her cries would find their way outside to the carnival at large.
Once done, she lets go, letting the gasping priestess fall to the ground, drenched in the woman's climax. Meanwhile, Rampage just sits back, basking in her victory.
"Let me enjoy some of that pussy again, girl" She groans as she climbs down, jamming her fingers back inside the priestess. "Oh, yes, you're still nice and wet. The perfect slut for me. Fuck. I should take you home and keep you as a trophy wife, hehe... yes...."
The doors kick open, and on the other side are a small battalion of Amazonian warriors, staring down Rampage with hate and purpose.
Rampage pulls her fingers free of the priestess and licks them, snickering. "Oh, what's this? Here to break up the party."
"Rampage," the leader says, holding out some cuffs. "You're under arrest for grave crimes against the Carnival of Celestial Delights."
"As you can see," She-Hulk says, tapping her brow. "The crime that Rampage is accused of is the rape of the Priestess of the Goddess of Lust. This is a most serious crime, and the evidence is insurmountable. Do you confess to these charges?""
"Sure, but it's not like you wouldn't have fucked her if you had the chance," Rampage says, smirking.
She-Hulk chuckles. "Of course I would, but why do that when I can get the satisfaction of getting my pleasure from you, instead? As the prosecutor of this case, it is my distinct honor to proclaim the punishment that befits such a crime. You should know that the sentence for the crime you committed is one-hundred fucks, which should be enough to make even you a drooling mess by the end of it all."
"Oh no, sex. How horrible for my sex crime." Rampage says, rolling her eyes.
"Oh, it most certainly is, and there's no way out of it. You'll be used and abused until you can't stand it, and then you'll get it over and over again. This is by far the most brutal punishment we grant here, for by the end of your constant violations, you'll either be a quivering pile of non-thinking mass, or a slut who can never be satisfied again. Even if you're stronger than most, It will be the most long and grueling submission of your life!."
"A... Ah, yeah?" Rampage asks, a little falter in her lip.
She-Hulk smirks. "There could be a way out of it for you that both of us will enjoy."
"Oh yeah? I'm listenin'."
"If you can best me in erotic combat, then you fucking me will count towards that punishment for each win you have."
Rampage smirks when she hears that. "Oh, yeah? Well, then... Bring it on, Greenie!"